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“Just enjoy the ride,” Maddox commanded before setting the pace for them all. His hand was on her ass cheeks as he thrust long strokes into Isobel from behind.

Oliver’s behind. It was Oliver’s ass to take,notMaddox’s.

He wanted to be angry, but admittedly…

This is fucking hot.

Her taking all of them wasn’t something he thought she would do, nor what he had even considered yet. But like this, with her fully stuffed?

Waking up to her on him. Her breasts jiggling in his face as she was driven up and down on his length. His rough fingers digging into her hip bones.

This waseverything. Better than a hundred blow jobs. A thousand volts of pleasure. A million wet dreams.

Isobel rolled her hips snapping back to meet Maddox.

It was Oliver’s undoing.

The desire spilt out of him as he came deep inside of her.

It was only a few more of Maddox’s thrusts before he stilled and Oliver felt Isobel clench around him.

He let out a guttural moan. “I see why you like being woken up like that,” he growled out as she popped free from Emilio’s dick. A trail of saliva falling away.

He didn’t hesitate or pause, he reached up and grabbed the back of her head, smashing their lips together.

He ignored the evidence of Emilio and focused on his girl.

On his butterfly.

Once again he was grateful she had kept her wings.

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Epilogue: Maddox

His Ellie

Ten Years Later

Maddox sat on the porch of their new home, his Ellie sprawled across his lap. In the background, he heard the playful screams of children.

“Be careful with your cousin!” Ellie shouted, but there wasn’t a need.

Oliver was on child duty.

It was funny watching Oliver attempt to corral a herd of children, his hair a mess from the humidity and running around. At least he had help, and Maddox witnessed as Kazi ran across the yard grabbing hold of one of the kiddos.

Maddox squeezed Ellie tighter to him. They had gone through a lot over the years. Highs and lows. Deaths and births. Murder and mayhem. But through it all, Ellie had never lost her spirit, her charm, hersoul.

“I think this new house is perfect, and now Yara is even closer,” Ellie yawned out. The sun splashed across her face, catching in her eyes. She readjusted, moving further into Maddox’s embrace.

He welcomed it, he never got tired of her.

“Dad! You have to come play with me!” their oldest, Henry, ran up to them yelling. His caramel eyes left no mistake as to whose DNA he had, but it didn’t matter.

He had three fathers. Just like their other three did.

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