Page 146 of Control's Undoing

Annie hummed with approval as Colum’s pace increased, Xavier grunting, gasping, driving him mad with his French curses and commands.God help him when he actually understood what Xavier was saying.

Colum’s hands tightened on Xavier’s hips, his balls drawing up.“I’m coming.”

“So am I!”Xavier groaned.

Colum’s eyes, which had drifted shut, flew open in surprise.Xavier had just come inside Annie, so he hadn’t expected?—

Ah.

Annie had shifted beside them, her hand between Xavier’s legs, stroking him.

Colum wanted to wait so that they could come together, but his strength was gone.

He groaned, the sound deep and guttural as he exploded, jet after jet of come filling Xavier’s ass.Xavier jerked harshly a few seconds later, a keening cry letting him know he’d leapt off that same peak.

As always, the three of them remained still, locked together for a few moments as they fought to land.

Annie, who’d had time to catch her second wind, got there first.Rising, she lightly touched Colum’s bare shoulder before placing a kiss on it as Colum’s softening dick fell free.

Xavier dropped heavily to his side, his body limp.

“How about a bath?”Annie suggested.

A bath sounded like heaven, as Colum considered how stiff his muscles would be tomorrow.

He and Xavier nodded, Colum sinking down to sit on the edge of the bed.He lifted his hand, resting it on Xavier’s sexy ass.

Xavier’s head had been turned away from him, but he lifted it, resting his head on his arms, and they simply stared at each other, listening as Annie drew a bath for them in the adjoining room.

Words weren’t necessary.

“It’s ready,” she called out a few minutes later.

Colum stood, reaching down to help Xavier up.They staggered to the bathroom like two old drunks, both grinning their fool heads off.

They pulled up short in the doorway, taking a moment to admire their siren of a wife, who was already in the large whirlpool tub, her body hidden beneath a mountain of bubbles and rising steam.

Climbing in, Colum reached for her, pulling her back against his chest, while Xavier claimed the other side, lifting her feet into his lap.

There were parts about this new life that felt like mountains still to climb—the Spaniard might attack the archive again; they didn’t yet have all the manuscript pieces—but it didn’t feel overwhelming or impossible.

Because they’d already turned what had once felt hopeless and impossible into their very own happily ever after.

Epilogue

Nikolett put her laptop to the side and scooched up the bed, adjusting the pillows propped under her cast.If she’d been at home, there was a comfortable reclining armchair she could have used to get work done while keeping her leg elevated.

But since she was being held prisoner at Triskelion Castle, she was forced to use the bed as her makeshift office, and her ass and back both protested after hours spent sitting against the headboard.

With a sigh, she reached for her laptop, only to pause and pick up her phone instead.

There was a quiet knock, and she guiltily shoved the phone under her good leg.

Iacob poked his head in.“Do you need anything, Admiral?”

“No, thank you.”

“I’m headed over to the Spartan Guard house to make us some lunch.”He hesitated.“Would you like to join?”

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