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“Only for you.” She said, as wrapped her hand around Logan’s cock.
Misha grinned. “That’s right. You’re mine – ours.”
“Yours.” She whispered before she sunk her mouth back around me, unable to say another word as she alternated between me and Logan, until we were all spent again.
It took a while – humble brag and all – but eventually she was done. We were done. And we had no choice but to collapse in a pile on the floor, using the cushions as a bed for our sweaty, tired limbs.
Sapphire laughed as we all did our best to cuddle her, even if it was just with a hand against her thigh, and I couldn’t stop staring at her. How did we get this lucky? How didI? There she was, sitting among us like a queen, a goddess, and she’d said yes to all of us forever.
She’s said yes again tome. To marry me. Be with me.
With a smile I couldn’t contain, I reached out to brush a lock of hair from her face. She leaned into the touch, her eyes meeting mine with a kind of tenderness that made my throat tighten because she was just so fucking pretty.
“This is really happening, isn’t it?” she whispered, her voice soft but full of emotion. Her fingers traced over the rings on her hand, the weight of them seeming to settle in. “I never thought… I never thought I could have this. That I could be happy and safe and just… just me.”
I smiled. “You deserve everything, Saph. More than any of us could ever give you. But we’re gonna spend the rest of our lives trying.”
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but she smiled through them, leaning forward to press her forehead against mine. “I love you,” she whispered, the words like a balm, like a home I didn’t know I needed until her.
“I love you too, almost-wife,” I replied.
Sapphire looked at each of us, her fingers tracing over her ring again, and then she smiled—a smile so full of love it made my chest ache as I leaned back, feeling the warmth of Misha beside me, the comfort of Sapphire’s hand in mine, and the presence of the rest of our family around us.
Our chosen family.
One we would never give up because we were finally nothing but happy.
A Few Years Later; Sapphire’s Twenty Fourth Birthday…
Istood in front of my bedroom mirror, staring at myself, taking in every detail as I slowly finished getting ready. My long silver hair fell in sleek, straight strands down my back, shimmering in the soft glow of the vanity lights.
I wasn’t a little girl anymore, not that I had felt like one in years. But I was twenty-four years old today, specifically. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it because on the one hand, I was getting older and that was always scary. On the other hand; presents. I liked presents. Especially from my husband’s or my boyfriend’s. Hell, even Henley was on that list. Her taste in gifts was amazing, and I was so glad to have her as one of my sisters.
I checked out my reflection once more. The dress I wore hugged my figure perfectly, a stunning silver that matched my hair, reflecting the light in soft waves with every movement. It was elegant, long, and just the right amount of glamorous fora night like tonight where I wanted to play princess, but still needed to be able to run or fight if I had to.
I rarely did it anymore. The Red Diamonds were five times the size they had been when I’d took over. Nobody ever came after us in my city, least of all at an event I’d decked out with enough security to rival a presidential event. But it helped to always be prepared, and so I was.
I’d even worn the heels my daddy had gifted me for my fifteenth birthday, the ones I could still run in. Ideally, just not towards the docks.
Or at least, only running toward them if Kody was chasing me there…
I leaned in closer to the mirror, carefully applying my lipstick, the color bold and deep. It painted my lips with precision, the contrast against my silver dress sharp and striking. Red always reminded me of power, of survival. Of everything I had become over the years and the person I now was.
With one final swipe, I pressed my lips together, perfecting the look.
Price was going to love kissing this lipstick off me later.
I was going to love leaving smears of it around his cock. The same for the others…
Tonight was supposed to be a night of celebration, but there was always something lurking beneath it all. A single piece of longing I couldn’t shake for those that were not with me and would never be again.
The fire that had taken everything from my home had helped more than harmed in the end. It had left nothing behind except for mama’s dance studio and most of daddy’s office. It was almost funny in a dark way—how those two places had survived, as if they were too stubborn to burn down with the restof the house. Everything else, though, had been reduced to ash. But I had rebuilt it. All of us had.
Piece by piece, brick by brick, the Montana mansion rose again. Just like I had. And now the halls were filled with more family members than I could have ever wished to have, and I loved it.
As much as I loved my other home. The one just for my men and me to live in peace and… well, in way too little clothes. It wasn’t anything extreme; just a cabin in the woods that the Leroux mechanics was on. With a view of the stars whenever I wanted it. Okay, a very large cabin with a pool and hot tub and plenty of other delicious things. But still. It was smaller than the mansion I now stood in.
A soft tug on the hem of my dress brought me out of my thoughts, and I looked down to see Aroha—Aro, for short—standing at my feet, her big blue eyes staring up at me with expectation. She was dressed in a puffy red dress, her tiny hands clutching at the fabric as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. A delicate little silver crown sat on top of her head, slightly askew in her wild curls.
