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I arch my back, and Pax delivers a hard strike.

“Your ass is so red.”

The bath brush clatters to the floor, and then his hand is there, soothing the ache, his fingers slipping between my cheeks to tease my tight hole.

“You’re so close, little dove,” Link murmurs, his voice a low growl. “Come for us. Let go.”

Pax presses a finger into my back entrance. The pressure is too much.

A climax crashes through me in wave after wave of intense pleasure. I scream, my hands slipping as I fight to stay upright.

Link hangs up the showerhead, and warm water cascades over us. He wraps his arms around me, holding me tight as I ride out the storm. Pax’s arms join his, their bodies pressing against mine, supporting me, their cocks hard against my skin.

As my breathing slows, I become aware of their hands, gentle and soothing, stroking my back, my arms, my thighs. I surrender to their touch, my body sated and limp.

“Such a good girl,” Link whispers.

“So beautiful,” Pax agrees, his voice low and deep against my ear.

I attempt a smile. But there’s no doubt I feel cherished. And loved. This was everything I could have hoped for. “That was…remarkable.”

“Good thing you liked it,” Pax says.

Link leans forward and finishes with, “Because we’re just getting started…”

EPILOGUE

Five Weeks Later

Tessa

Slowly, aware I’m alone, I open my eyes.

My husbands have let me sleep in, and I appreciate their thoughtfulness.

With a satisfied yawn, I stretch.

Last night, we’d ordered in, and they’d taken turns feeding me while I was blindfolded. Then they’d taken me upstairs to my old room, one that they’ve turned into a dungeon.

I’d suggested we could use the guest cottage for that, but Link insisted that it’s mine to do with as I wish. So I’ve turned it into a bit of a sanctuary, part study space, part feminine retreat. Natalie helped me choose furnishings and bookcases, and we’ve spent the last few Saturday afternoons shopping for items to fill the shelves.

Last weekend, David was out of town, so I invited her to come over, and we watched silly romantic comedies, things our men would never be interested in.

Since she left late, Pax drove her home, and a Hawkeye agent delivered her car to her.

If this is marriage, I’m happy.

When I found out I wasn’t pregnant, I made an appointment to get on birth control, and the three of us decided we’d talk occasionally about when we might want to have kids. For now, I want to enjoy the three of us being a family and finish my education.

I’m considering something in finance as a career, maybe advising other women about their money so they’re not as clueless as I am.

Natalie thinks that’s a great idea. She’s considering real estate, and she wants me to be on her team as a mortgage broker. Every time we’re together, she brings it up.

Our dreams are so different from where we started at the Rusty Nail.

Axel has finally stopped messaging. With my blessing, Pax and Link are following his case, along with the prosecution of Emiliano. But I want nothing to do with any of that.

I fought Link hard for my independence, and it turns out there are things I actually prefer him to handle.

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