I reached around Angelo to pinch her clit, and she exploded, shuddering and crying out as she came.
“Another,” Luca gasped. “You’re not done yet.”
“I’m not,” she whined, her voice rising as she crested again and again, until Angelo joined her, coming inside her with a ragged shout. Luca followed, and I continued to pound Angelo’s ass until the most powerful climax of my life overtook me.
I shuddered and shook as I emptied myself inside him, and then waited there, breathing hard, full of love for these three people who’d upended my entire life.
“I love you,” I said softly. “All three of you.”
Angelo slapped Ana’s ass and then said, “I love you fuckers too.”
“Me three,” Luca said. “But you fuckers are heavy, so if you wouldn’t mind holding the lovey-dovey shit until you’re off me, I’d appreciate it.”
I stepped back, and Angelo did the same, pulling out of Ana. Ana collapsed to Luca’s side, her round belly resting between them.
I bent to kiss Luca’s forehead, then Ana’s, then her stomach—our unborn child—before going to wash up.
As I wiped Ana down, she stroked my cheek.
“I love you too. All of you.”
I stroked my fingers over her belly. “You’re perfect.”
Angelo curled up behind me.
Luca remained splayed out on his back, still breathing hard. “Who needs to hit the gym when I have you all to keep me in shape?”
“Just imagine what it’s going to be like chasing a kid around,” Ana said as she traced her fingers up his toned stomach.
“I can’t fuckin’ wait.”
Me either.
EPILOGUE
LUCA
Papà signedthe last of the documents that transferred his empire to me. He shoved the papers and pen away, then stood up, not entirely at peace with his decision.
“I’m proud of you,” he murmured. “Your mother informs me I don’t say that enough.” My head jerked up so I could meet his eyes. “I fucked up with Ginevra, and I fucked up with Sofia, and I suppose I fucked up with you too.”
I’d waited my entire life to hear those words from him, and now that I had, I didn’t know what to say.
When I didn’t say anything, he shoved the pen at me. “Take control of your empire, son.”
A gentle hand in the small of my back jolted me back to the present, Ana’s sweet scent filling me with love and longing. I scribbled my name before turning to the next stack of documents, signing over both the Costa and Russo empires to Ana.
My wife.
Her round belly made bending over the desk harder than expected, until Angelo shoved a chair under her.
Our polycule was already so tangled up legally we’d never get free from one another, exactly how we wanted it. But this? This was Ana’s, and we weren’t going to touch her legacy without her permission.
She reached for the documents and signed them, one by one, accepting responsibility for both empires and merging them into one.
“Wife,” I rasped, when she was done. “Congratulations.”
Angelo was less restrained, sweeping her up into his arms and peppering her face with kisses that quickly turned into a steamy kiss that had Valentin and I rapt and everyone else in the room profoundly uncomfortable.