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I feel the head of his cock brush against my pussy before he shoves himself inside again. It’s an awkward angle at first and Ezra must realize it because he yanks me off Richard and flips me over to my back, the ground nowhere near as soft as Richard’s chest.

My legs are lifted so high I’m practically bent in half. Ezra works silently as he uses my leggings around my ankles to stretch around the back of my neck, pinning me spread open and exposed.

Before he can fuck me again, Tatum lifts the bottom of his mask and drops his mouth right over my clit, drawing it between his lips. I moan as pleasure fills my lower belly, my legs trembling as my orgasm builds quickly. His tongue flicks over the nerves while someone’s fingers start playing at my opening.

Two fingers delve inside, then curl up and press against my g-spot while Tatum sucks hard. He presses on my lower belly and I explode against him, the extra stimulation taking me over the edge.

I scream as I shake under their touch, only for Tatum’s mouth to be wrenched away as Ezra shoves him off me. He crawls over my body and slams inside of me again, my pussy still pulsing with the tail end of my pleasure.

My breath escapes harshly with every slide of his cock, and I squeeze around him tightly. Kevin’s firm hand turns my head to the side and I open my eyes when I feel the tip of his cock brush against my lower lip.

On instinct, I dart my tongue out, then part my lips as he slides it almost to the back of my throat. We’ve spent countless hours with my mouth wrapped around him like this, but at this angle, he’s a bit more careful with how deeply he makes me take him.

With a hum, I swallow against his length, causing him to groan and bury his fingers in my hair to hold me steady. I hold on to his hip as he slowly thrusts, fucking my mouth while Ezra continues his savage fucking of my pussy.

I cry out when someone starts playing with my clit again, just as my free hand is picked up and warm fingers wrap mine around another shaft. Gripping it more firmly, I recognize it as Richard’s cock, and he uses his hand to help me stroke him. The fingers on my clit speed up, my wetness allowing him to move easier.

Pulling my head off Kevin’s cock, I moan. “I’m going to come again.” Kevin only lets my mouth stay free for those words before he drives back inside and they all push me harder than before.

This time, my orgasm builds more deeply, and I know I’m going to have to be carried out of here because my legs will be useless. “Swallow,” Kevin grits out, his hold on my hair tightening so much that I feel the sting in my scalp. I nod against him and breathe through my nose as he buries himself toward the back of my throat. My tongue rolls under his shaft as it pulses over and over again, his slightly salty flavor barely registering before I drink him down.

Normally I hold him there until he softens, but this time he pulls back just as Richard starts coming under my tight grip. I turn my head and watch, fascinated as he groans, pumping my hand over his length with each throb. My thumb dances over the head of his cock and he shudders from the sensitivity.

With Richard’s cum soaking my hand and the flavor of Kevin on my tongue, I let my head fall back and close my eyes, my second orgasm finally taking over as Ezra fucks me while Tatum works my clit.

Ezra growls loudly, then falls across my body, slamming into me hard a few more times before burying himself deeply as we come together. His breaths are heated as the air tickles my sweaty skin. I can feel each pulse as he empties himself deep inside while I fully relax against his weight on top of me.

Tatum’s hand brushes my hair from my face just as the first drop of rain hits my cheek. Opening my eyes, I look at the darkening sky and smile. Ezra’s lips trail up my neck as he stays inside of me. His lips find my ear and it’s the first time he says something to me since we left the car a few hours before.

“Te amo,mi pétalo. Let’s name her Oleander.”

EPILOGUE 4

MIRIAM

15 years later

“Mama! It’s time togooooooo!”

Grinning as I close the dishwasher after hitting start, I turn to my raven-haired daughter as she comes skidding to a stop in the kitchen. Oleander’s tenth birthday is today, and it’s the day I made a huge promise, much to the chagrin of her all her dads.

She bounces on her toes, dancing in place with excitement. This girl is high energy and can never stand still, the same as her biological father.

Kevin laughs at her antics, dropping the dishtowel on the counter. He was helping me clean up after her birthday lunch. Amelia and Harold, along with my entire family, all joined us. Susanna’s family unfortunately weren’t able to stick around today, having to head home yesterday for a tournament their son was signed up for today.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to drive you two there?” Tatum asks, walking into the room behind Oleander.

Our girl stands up straight and immediately starts shaking her head. “Nope. It’s a girls’ trip. Just Ollie and mom.”

I roll my eyes at her third person declaration, then give an apologetic smile to Tatum. “Sorry. You heard the lady.” Kevinkisses me on the cheek before I leave his side to get our girl on the road.

Today is the day she’s getting her ears pierced. She’s been wanting it done for a few years now, but I told her I wanted her to make sure she’s sure and it’d be something we do when she hits double digits. The wait has been absolute agony for her. Grabbing my hand, she tugs me to the door where our shoes are lined up.

“Did you set out our shoes?” I ask with a raised brow.

Ezra is waiting nervously by the front door, eyes darting from his daughter to me with anxiety. “She’s been arranging them for the last ten minutes waiting on you.” His words are grumbled and I know he’s disappointed to not come along with us. Just last night, he admitted he doesn’t like the idea of her getting her ears pierced. Not because he’s against it, but because he doesn’t want her to hurt.

“It’ll be quicker to put them on,” she says from the side of her mouth, then rushes forward to do exactly that. “Here, put yours on.” Pushing mine toward me, she sits on her butt and ties her laces.

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