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"Always," he murmurs, his hands squeezing my thighs as he leansforward, capturing my mouth with his. I slide the head of his cock along my slit, getting it wet before notching it against my entrance and Dylan's shaft.

"Fuck, Isla," Henry breathes. I hold him steady as he flexes his hips, slowly sinking into me. "Nobody move," he pants, breathing deep, trying to reign himself in.

Dylan moans, his entire body trembling, control slipping through his fingers like sand. "I can't, I'm sorry," Dylan rasps, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into me.

"Fuck, Dylan," Henry grunts, his breath hitching. "God damn it," he groans. He pushes his weight against me, forcing Theo harder against the wall, anchoring his pubic bone against my clit, and ramming into me hard.

Holy fucking god. It feels like every single molecule in my body is tearing apart, atoms splitting to rearrange themselves into something new. My entire world shrinks to these three men in this tiny cabin before it explodes, pleasure tearing through my body, my nerve endings short-circuiting as I try to contain the euphoria. The first spasm of my muscles sets off a chain reaction, sweaty limbs tangling, toes curling, fingers clenching, bodies straining, ecstasy sliding through our veins like molten honey. I slump back against Theo, my head lolling against his shoulder as I struggle not to collapse beneath the wildfire roaring through my body. I feel them flexing inside me, growing impossibly harder as any semblance of control flies out the window.

Theo is the first to crumble, hips jerking, fucking my ass with hard and fast strokes. Henry slams into me, pushing me back onto Theo's cock, seating him to the hilt. Theo groans, his cock spasming deep inside me. Dylan grunts, his head dropping to my shoulder as he surrenders, his thrusts uncoordinated as he spills his seed. Henry pulls me in for a kiss, rolling his hips against me, his cock so deep I swear he's rearranging my insides. He growls against my lips as I clench around him, my orgasm building to something unfathomable.

"Come with me, Isla."

I implode on myself. Pleasure pulling everything into a tinypinpoint before exploding outward, drenching me in blinding ecstasy. I lock my legs around Henry's waist, squeezing tight, hanging on for dear life as pleasure rips me limb from limb, delineating my life into before and after this orgasm.

"Fuck," I pant, my forehead against Henry's shoulder. I can't seem to pull enough air into my lungs, my entire body shuddering with the effort.

"Breathe," Dylan whispers, tenderly smoothing my hair back from my face.

"That was—" I stop, realizing I don't have the words to describe it.

"The best fucking orgasm of your life?" Theo suggests. "I concur."

I giggle, twisting in his arms, pressing my lips to his. They all wince in pained pleasure as my muscles tense around them. I squeeze again, laughing as they scramble to pull out of me. All except Henry, who walks backward with me still impaled on his thick cock. I clench my muscles, enjoying the aftershocks of my orgasm.

"You sure you want to tease me, Red?" he asks, massaging my ass cheeks with his rough palms.

"No, I surrender," I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling myself up to kiss him properly. He groans against my lips, his cock flexing inside me.

"Okay! Okay!" I pull back, wiggling out of his grip. He sets me down slowly, his cock dragging over my clit. I nearly climb back up his body, the need to fuck him until he can't keep it up anymore written into my DNA. That will have to wait. Tomorrow maybe.

I gingerly lead the way to the bathroom, sore in the best way possible. I walk straight into the shower, turning on all the showerheads, queuing up a playlist, and setting my phone where it won't get wet. Dylan comes from behind, wrapping his arms around my stomach and pulling me into the still-cold water.

"Dylan!" I shriek, struggling in his grip.

"It's good for you," he murmurs, tilting his head back into the spray.

I stop struggling as the water warms, turning in his arms,admiring the lines of his neck as the water runs over him. He must feel the heat of my gaze because he smiles before looking down.

"Did your wedding night live up to your expectations, love?" he asks, sweeping his thumb over my cheekbone.

I laugh as Henry and Theo crowd closer to hear my answer. "It was perfect. Better than I could have ever imagined." I twist a strand of my hair around my finger, biting my lip. "We do have a slight problem, though."

"What's that?" Theo asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Charlie didn't pack my birth control." Dead silence. "Somebody say something."

Henry clears his throat, color high in his cheeks. "What day of your cycle are you on?"

I pick up my phone, water droplets sliding down the screen as I pull up my tracking app. I hold the screen out to him as it's loading, letting him read me the news.

"One day until ovulation?" he asks, sounding choked.

"Oh, fuck," I whisper, glancing at the screen to confirm what he said.

Theo starts tapping a staccato on his thigh, his detail-oriented brain running through our options. "Is this really a big deal?" he asks, surprising me. "We're married. We have enough resources to support a baby. Plus, Henry has wanted to be a father since he was twelve."

Dylan squeezes me tighter, prompting me to look up at him. "Not having your birth control isn't a big deal to us, Freckles. But you're the one that matters. Your body, your choice. Always."

I take a deep breath, thinking of baby Summer and Lorna's twins. Would it really be so bad? "If it happens, it happens," I say finally, shrugging my shoulders, hardly believing the words coming out of my mouth.

"And what about when we get back home?" Henry asks, cupping my chin and turning me to face him, his gaze full of hope.

"You would fill the entire castle with our babies if you could, wouldn't you?" I ask softly, blinking back tears.

"Only if that makes you happy, too, Isla." He pulls me into his arms, pressing his lips to my hair.

I bury my smile in his chest as tears slide down my cheeks. "I'm starting to think it would."

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