EPILOGUE

I dropped my keys on the hook next to the front door.

“Yes, contact Tanner about the proceedings to get them here.”

The woman on the other end agreed and ended the call.

We were adopting the three boys.

They’d been sold at birth and would not have homes to return to. Living in the care of the UB wouldn’t have been awful, but it wouldn’t be a home to them.

My guys and I had discussed everything extensively before officially bringing it up to the kids, but amazingly, they’d agreed. So here we were after coming back from a haphazardly thrown honeymoon to Paris which had doubled as a birthday trip from the guys. It’d been fun, and although having sex on a gothic monument might not have been the smartest, it’d been hot.

Crossing the unusually dark foyer, I climbed upstairs and followed the sound of running water to the third floor. A soft glow illuminated the threshold to our shared bathroom.

A steaming bath—score.

I undressed and kicked my bunched clothes to the side. The edges of the water lapped against my calf. Heat expanded on my flesh the deeper I settled in the scented bath.

I hummed, dipping until everything but my neck was toasty.

Elliot strolled in, a gentle smile on his lips. He dropped next to the tub, elbows on the edge, hands laced together.

“You set this up?” I mumbled.

The corner of his lips tilted up, offering a peek of a fang.

I clenched my hand, so I wouldn’t fan myself. His thumb pressed into my mouth and rubbed my lip. Tingles exploded downward, and my nipples hardened. Elliot dragged his touch into the water and rubbed the hard tip.

I gasped.

His smile turned mischievous, and he moved downward, grazing past my belly button and bare pelvic area.

My breasts pumped up and down with harsh breaths. “Dammit, Elliot.” I gripped his wrist and pressed his fingers against my quivering clit. He knew exactly what he was doing. A moan crawled free, and I wiggled. Water sloshed against the sides of the tub.

He pinched my clit, and I jackknifed upright. He rolled the bud of nerves, and I lost myself to an orgasm. Elliot had a decadent, skillful way with his fingers. I ground my teeth together as the soft wave of release rolled through me.

I panted, weakly slumping.

Elliot chuckled. “Come downstairs when you’re done,” he whispered and nipped my lower lip. Aftershocks throbbed through my channel, spurred to life by his playful nibble.

I took my time washing, calming my racing pulse. Tugging the drain loose, I hugged a plush towel around myself. A pajama set with little bats on the silk fabric sat folded on the sink, while my monster claw slippers rested on the ground, ready for me to slip into them.

I shuffled downstairs, clean and ready to find my mates. Noise led me to the living room. The foyer had been dark when I arrived, but now the huge television lit up the space and the couch faced it. Bean bags rested on the ground.

“Are we having a date night?” I asked, sweeping my attention over Enzo sprawled on the couch. Elliot sat on the ground with one leg up, his arm dangling over a knee. A wine glass dangled from his fingertips; wine infused with blood. He smirked at me, and a flush burned my face. After having me crying out on his fingertips, he was smug.

Beckett patted the bean bag next to him, but I dropped on the ground by his legs. After navigating to the game selection screen, he handed over the controller.

“Your choice.”

I grinned, and the other bean bag shifted under Tanner’s weight. I leaned back while he combed his fingers through my hair.

I started up the game, and it didn’t take long for Enzo to fling the controller at the couch. “This is rigged.”

“You just suck,” Beckett retorted.

“I don’t understand the allure,” Elliot murmured, swirling his glass. Tanner tugged the ends of my hair.

I smiled and cuddled into Beckett’s side.

Finally. Everything was perfect.

Hi Moretti Academy Lovers! Are you curious about any of the following scenes?

The person who held a wounded Maya’s hand after the Winter Formal.

How Maya felt when she found out about Beckett & Rita getting together.

Helen’s perspective when she saw Maya at the Volkov Manor.

A snippet of how Maya and the guys’ Paris Honeymoon went.

Enzo being left alone with the kids on a shopping trip.

How Tanner handled getting tied up.

If you’re interested in some more Why Choose by me, check out Deadly Cravings , a smutty all-vampire reverse harem romance.