Epilogue

EPILOGUE

ELENNA

"I put it on, now I get to take it off," Aidan said to me. He took my hand and slid my wedding ring down off my finger.

I felt naked without it.

"If you keep saying things like that, we’re not going to get out there," I told him.

"Yes, we are." Finley stopped to peer into a mirror and fix his tie.

He looked gorgeous in his black suit and red and blue tie. The same shades as the Demons’ colours.

"What he said." Orion jerked his head towards Finley. He was dressed the same, but his dark hair and eyes contrasted starkly with Finley’s red hair and blue eyes.

"If I didn’t think you might shoot me for messing up your hair, I’d ignore them both." Aidan rolled his shoulder.

So many months on, it was still stiff and giving him the occasional discomfort. Like he always did, he tried to pretend it didn’t. He fooled exactly no one, but fussing over him drove him crazy, so we kept a close eye on him instead.

"Good point," I agreed. I scooped up my bouquet from the table and waved it in the direction of the door. "I’m pretty sure none of you are supposed to see me beforehand."

"Too late," Finley said with a grin. "Besides, I think that only counts for an actual wedding. And if it doesn’t, too bad. We like to do things our own way."

"Looks like an actual wedding to me," Orion remarked.

"We’ll all be fashionably late if we don’t get out there." I stood back while they hurried out the door, each giving me a kiss on the cheek as they passed.

Only because I might shoot them if they messed up my lipstick. I was almost certain they had some kind of competition going on to see whose cock it would end up decorating.

I followed them out, stepping onto a long strip of black carpet that ran between rows of chairs. Each one was packed with Demons players, staff, friends and family.

My father waited just outside the door to take my arm and walk me up the centre of the aisle. He smiled proudly and kissed my forehead.

This was unconventional, but he hadn’t blinked when I asked him to give me away to my three guys. Not once I explained the situation anyway.

Instead of the Wedding March, we walked up to the sound of a ballad from Ice Blue Roses, one heavy with saxophone and keyboard, and lyrics about love overcoming everything.

"Is this where I’m supposed to ask you if you’re sure and tell you I can drive the getaway car if you want to run away?" Dad teased.

I laughed. "Probably, but I’m not going to run away. They’d hunt me down anyway and bring me back."

"Don’t make me tie you up and stuff you into the back of my car," Aidan said loudly enough for most of the people in the room to hear.

A few people laughed, but most didn’t think he was joking about it. They knew both of us better than that. Our relationship was complicated.

"Don’t make me do that to you," Dad said pleasantly before he stepped back and went to sit down beside Mum.

Aidan didn’t look particularly intimidated. He could handle my father if he had to. Wearing a suit that matched Finley and Orion, he was even more handsome than he had at our first wedding.

The guys arrayed themselves around me while the celebrant spoke of love and us making a commitment to each other.

I couldn’t legally marry Finley and Orion, but I could make the same commitment to them as I had to Aidan.

"You have a ring?" the celebrant asked.

"I have it." Wren reached into her pocket and pulled out a box. She and Sinclair were stunning in black dresses, each tailored to their taste and body shape.

Wren held out the box for Orion to take from her hand. He opened it and pulled out the ring.

Made from yellow, rose and white gold, the ring was made with three interconnecting circles. One for each of my guys.

Finley reached over and picked up the ring. He slid it onto my finger, up to the first joint. Aidan pushed it up to my knuckle, before Orion pushed it the rest of the way.

That was the compromise they’d reached after arguing about who was going to put it on my finger. When I say argument, I think rock, paper, scissors came into play. It was better than having a gunfight to settle the matter.

"I declare you, Elenna, to be committed to Aidan, Finley and Orion." Spoken in alphabetical order to avoid that argument before it started. "Congratulations." The celebrant stood back.

The guys took it in turns to kiss me, each deeper than before. Apparently any conversation about lipstick on cocks was forgotten.

I didn’t know how I got so lucky, but here I was, with the three most amazing guys on the face of the planet.

Finley here. If you loved this book as much as we love having a story told, go ahead and leave a review. If you’re wondering where the anal is, you’ll find it in the bonus scene here.

If you want to read the story of Sinclair and her guys, you’ll find that in Breakaway. You’ll also find Wren’s story in Power Play.