Page 175 of Priceless

The first time I seduced them I wore his designs, and I wanted this to be the same. Yet different. What I put on wasn’t a babydoll dress, and it didn’t hide anything. Instead, it was strappy and bared almost everything. A deep ocean blue that looked amazing on me. The ribbons of the bra and panties clung to my skin in the right places. I felt beautiful.

I still had moments of doubt and dread. No one was perfect. But with my husbands, I never had to fear. They wanted me in every way, all the time.

“All right.” I pushed the door to the closet open. “I hope you like it.”

Micah’s mouth dropped open. All three of their bonds were laced with shock and hunger and heat. “Where did you get that?”

Letting my hips sway as I walked toward them, I grinned. “I might have made friends with Phoebe in your design department and begged her to make one for me. A test garment.”

In one movement, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed, rolling me over to lick over his bite, just over my ass. “Fuck, I love you. You’re going to have to model every single piece for me now. You know that, right?”

I arched up into him. “If it gets your jaw to drop like that again, absolutely.”

Cameron laughed. “You’re asking for it, sweetheart.”

“Yes. I am. So fuck me, husbands.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Micah had already stripped and didn’t bother to strip me. He simply moved his design to the side and thrust deep, keeping my face pinned to the bed and my ass exactly where he wanted it.

They knew how to make me fall apart and they knew how to keep me on the edge as long as they wanted. I lost all sense of time and space, giving myself to them completely. We had nowhere else to be and no one else to worry about, and they made it clear.

Over, and over, and over.

By the time they’d finished with me, there wasn’t a part of me they hadn’t fucked or tasted, and I was dizzy with pleasure and exhaustion. We bathed together while they had the bed cleaned.

“That was the wedding night we should have had,” I said, letting Everett pin me to the tile wall to keep me upright.

“Everything happened the way it did for a reason, little nymph. And if this had been our wedding night, I never would have seen you eat that first banana.”

I rolled my eyes as he kissed me the way he sometimes did, like he was trying to leave a lasting mark. They already had. No going back now.

We didn’t bother to dress when we climbed back into the fresh bed. I was sleepy and satisfied and I never wanted to leave this bubble of happiness and peace we’d created.

“The last time we were here,” Micah said, fingers grazing my hip. “You had a nightmare. Do you remember?”

“Yeah.”

He winced. “I still think about that sometimes.”

“He does,” Cam confirmed. “Makes him a grumpy bastard at work.”

“Even grumpier than me,” Everett said, making us laugh.

I snuggled down between them all and sighed. “You don’t have to worry. I don’t have nightmares anymore. Not ones like that.”

“Really?”

“Not since that night.”

Micah pressed his face into my neck. “Why not?”

I still had bad dreams. There wasn’t anyone in the world who didn’t. But it was the truth. I’d never woken up panicked because they were gone or like they’d never existed, because it was unthinkable and impossible. My mind was no longer afraid of the possibility.

“Because,” I whispered. “I know now what I didn’t know then. That you’ll always be there.”

The silence was full of what they felt. Love and nothing but love that drowned out every other sense and thought. One by one I reached for their hands and found their rings. I tangled all their fingers together with mine and the symbols of what we had. Forever.

“I love you,” I said, closing my eyes.

Before I drifted off to sleep, they said it back.

The End

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