Epilogue - Two

USMAN

I didn't knowhow I'd let Wren talk me into this.

Across the bed, Chase met my eyes, his expression clear that he was thinking the very same thing.

Between us, Wren was on his knees, looking at us each, his expression serious and sure.

"Remember," he said, meeting my gaze. "This either binds us all or none of us. No one will be left out if it doesn't work."

I nodded, taking a steadying breath.

That argument was what had eventually convinced me, and it rang through my ears now.

To make a mating bone, an alpha had to be knotting the omega while both made a mating bite into each other's scent glands.

What Wren suggested was that we confuse the bond. Chase inside Wren. Wren inside me. Chase's bite on Wren. Wren's on Mine. Mine on Chase.

Something like that.

Wren had drawn a ridiculous stick figure diagram, but I was still afraid of messing it up.

"Let me see the picture again," I said nervously.

Wren grabbed it off the bedside table and laid it out on the covers between us all.

We poured over the silly drawing as though we were studying for an exam until finally, Wren took it and put it back on the bedside table.

"Is everyone ready?" he asked.

Me and Chase nodded.

In a way, it was different than any other time we made love. Yes, we often had sex as a group. We often tried new things too, but there was a pressure over us this time as Chase settled himself against the headboard.

He wasn't hard yet, so Wren bent down over him, sucking his dick until his head fell back and eyes fell closed on a moan.

My hand landed on Wren"s back, watching. His bare ass was in the air, and after a moment, I couldn"t resist sliding my fingers against his hole to warm him up.

He moaned as I pressed into his tight entrance with two fingers, stretching him as slick began to wet my fingers.

I got hard fast, watching my two men on each other while I felt Wren"s silky insides.

"Can I?" I grunted after a minute.

Wren moaned in response, and I took that as a yes, getting onto my knees behind him.

I couldn"t finish in him, that all had to happen while we attempted to bond, but I could enjoy this for a little while.

I pushed inside him, head falling back in pleasure as his tight heat encased my cock.

Riding Wren never got old. Nothing about him ever did and nothing about Chase did either. I had already been blessed beyond belief, being literally swept off the street with the man I loved into a warm, loving embrace was like winning the lottery.

We were probably pushing things by trying to bond tonight, but at this point, I couldn"t help wanting to try.

I wanted our union to be as recognized and understood as anyone else's.

"Now," Chase grunted, "before I come."

Wren released Chase. His long, thick cock was glistening wet and rock hard. I forced myself to pull out of Wren and he turned around to face me, getting his knees on either side of Chase"s legs.

"Ready to switch?" he asked me, smiling softly, his gaze hot with arousal.

I nodded, edging closer so I could kiss him, moaning at the taste of Chase on his lips.

He was pulled just out of reach as Chase gripped his hips and pulled him down, onto his cock. Wren"s hole took him deep, already prepped with my cock inside him.

"Yes," he hissed, and I watched their matching expressions of ecstasy as he took Chase all the way down until he was sitting in his lap.

Wren"s eyes drooped and he rocked back and forth for a minute until Chase was gasping and fisting the blankets. Then he opened his eyes and reached desperately for me.

I was so hungry for it that I barely remembered the diagram we were following, instead letting Wren lead as he pulled me on top of his lap so I was straddling them both.

"Take my cock, baby," he whispered into my ear and my own cock bobbed, the muscle tightening with the desire to come.

Precome spurted out, onto Wren"s stomach, easing the desperate need and I was able to steady myself on his shoulders as I sank down, letting him direct his cock into my aching hole.

There was nothing better than being filled by my lovers. Wren"s cock was delicious inside me, and he knew just how to use it, even while he was riding Chase"s.

He gripped my hips to hold me steady and started to rock back and forth, giving and taking as we all started to get into it, moving together seamlessly, three sets of hands exploring each other.

Wren got loud, barely able to contain his pleasure. I didn't blame him. Giving and taking at the same time could be a lot in the best way.

"Can't hold on," he gasped.

And Chase suddenly gripped me, pulling me in tight to Wren"s chest so that we were all pinned together.

"Now," he growled and with a frantic thrust up that made both me and Wren take it in deeper, he started to come. I could always tell by the way his legs shook. It was so fucking sexy every time and then Wren"s come was flooding my hole.

Chase didn"t hold back. I watched, shocked as he bared his teeth, biting down with no hesitation, his teeth sinking in deep to Wren"s unblemished skin. Right on the scent gland.

My heart skipped as Wren cried out and just as suddenly, I was being given the same treatment.

I didn"t register the pain of Wren"s teeth. I felt it, but there was no time to waste. I forced myself over Wren"s shoulder to Chase"s exposed, scarred scent gland and without thinking, placed my teeth over the old mark, biting down as hard as I could.

It worked immediately—or at least, something did because I was struck with a wave of love, peace and pleasure so incredibly hard that the strength of it gave me an orgasm so powerful that for a moment, there was nothing else.

I could feel the other two trembling under me as a second orgasm swept through them.

Eventually, the blackness faded from the edges of my vision, and I returned to reality.

My jaw ached from being clamped over Chase's gland and I had to force myself to relax and release him.

When I did, he let out a soft sigh.

I pulled back far enough to see the damage I had done.

His old mark was still there, but mine was over top of it. Pride washed over me, and I looked up, meeting his warm brown eyes.

He tipped his head to kiss me softly and then pulled back and looked at Wren.

I wasn't sure when he'd released me, but he was lounging back against Chase's chest, watching me like I was the moon and stars both. Then he looked back at Chase like he was the sun.

He shook his head and suddenly tears poured from his eyes.

He threw his hands up to cover his face, but it was too late.

"Wren," I whispered softly, trying to pull his hands away. "What's wrong, baby?"

He shook his head, sniffling and trying to breathe through the tears.

Finally, he allowed me to pull his hands away.

I'd never seen my strong Wren in tears and my body immediately mirrored his pain. Tears burned my eyes, and I could do nothing but kiss him as they fell while Chase held us both tightly.

"It means a lot," Wren finally said, "that you would both trust me to try that."

"And we were right to," Chase whispered.

He tilted Wren's chin up so that he would look at him.

"Wren," he whispered. "It worked."

Wren started laughing in disbelief.

"It worked," Chase repeated. "You're both mine. And I am yours. And you're each other's…"

"It's a miracle," I said in awe.

It really was one.

In all ways, we had broken the mold and broken the odds. We had always known that this was real. It turned out that the universe knew it too.

We were meant to be together. Always.

And now we would be.

And not a soul would ever argue that again.

End