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We walk out of the warehouse and into the night, the stars twinkling behind us and the full moon lighting the way to Jax’s truck. Getting in, I’m sandwiched between Ash and Jax, soaking up their warmth, as we start the drive back to Highgate. Back home.

Although, really, we’re already home, as home is where the heart is. And mine is sitting around me, cradled in four bodies, in four men, the five of us bound to each other in ways that can never be separated.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-FOUR

LILLY

The two weeks after Jax’s fight are a complete blur, what with exams—which hopefully I don’t completely fail at!—wedding planning, and another appointment with Lisa, my midwife. Turns out I’m a teensy bit anaemic, which Kai takes as a personal insult, feeding me steak and green leafy veg until I can’t stand the sight of it. Jax gets me some iron infused water, so I start drinking that as well.

Luckily, Erica is incredibly good at what she does, organising a taster menu at a hotel in town, getting the marquee sorted and built, as well as contacting the registrar who’ll perform the ceremony. She does all this and more effortlessly, which is a huge relief as I haven’t a Scooby Doo what I’m meant to be doing.

She organsied a last minute fitting with the dressmakers, just to ensure that no adjustments need to be made due to my changing shape. A couple of minor alterations later, and it fits me to perfection. The dress hangs in its garment bag in Ash’s room, in his woodland mansion, as I’ve named it. I’m getting ready here, along with Willow who is my maid of honour and only bridesmaid.

The boys are staying at Highgate, because according to a stupid tradition that no one knows the origin of, they can’t be with me as it’s unlucky for the bridegroom to see the bride the night before the wedding.

My hand trails down the garment bag, my stomach turning uncomfortably with nerves as I pace the room. It’s late, Willow is already in bed and probably snoring away. I worry my lip, unable to settle. My mind races like a pinball machine, landing on one thought, only to fly to another.

I’m excited to become Ash’s wife tomorrow, it really is a dream come true, but, it also breaks my heart knowing that I can’t marry the others too. It almost feels like a betrayal, even though I know that they don’t see it that way. I turn, my back to the open stairway as I pace to the window.

And all this stuff with Julian, with Black Knight Corp., it all keeps buzzing around me like a wasp.How will we take them down? How can I help? What if we fail?

A noise behind me has me spinning, only to come up short as I see my four Knights, dressed in grey sweatpants and nothing else, standing shoulder to shoulder. It’s enough to still my swirling thoughts as my brain short circuits.

“W–what are you doing here?” I ask, a sudden lightness making me feel as though I could float away. Ash steps forward, his tattooed chest looking almost alive in the low lamplight as he walks towards me, stopping in front of me. As always, my heart rate picks up at his nearness.

“We both know that none of us would have gotten any sleep, Princess, if we’d spent the night apart,” he murmurs, his voice low and deep telling me that we won’t just be sleeping tonight. At least not straight away.

“We’ll be gone by the morning, darling,” Kai tells me, stepping forward until he’s standing to my left.

“No need to worry about bad luck, Baby Girl,” Jax adds, stepping up to my left.

“And anyway,” Loki drawls, sauntering towards us until he stands behind me. “We make our own luck in this world, Pretty Girl.” My temperature skyrockets at being surrounded by them, being caged in by them. I shiver, my nipples becoming hard points underneath my silk nightdress when a hand trails down my bare arm.

“And the...sweats?” I say, my voice all kinds of breathy as the hand on my other side pushes down the thin strap of the nighty, the other strap quickly following until it pools at my feet in a puddle of rose pink.

“Loki told us that, according to your not-gangbang books, this is lingerie for men,” Ash informs me, a slight smirk tilting one side of his lips.

“He would be correct,” I breathe out, looking down and seeing the clear outline of Ash’s, Kai’s, and Jax’s hard dicks pressed against the soft grey fabric. Not to be forgotten about, Loki pushes his hips against me, proving that he is in a similar state of arousal.

Loki’s hands come round my sides, cupping and kneading my breasts, groaning.

“These have definitely gotten bigger.” He sighs appreciatively, tweaking my nipples and making me hiss at their sensitivity. “Nipples are more sensitive too.”

Ash bends down, taking one bud in his mouth, sucking and flicking it with his tongue until I’m writhing against Loki, who’s holding them up for Ash. I feel Jax’s hand on my left make its way down to the juncture of my thighs, quickly finding the bundle of nerves and circling it.

“So fucking wet for us already,” he rumbles out, his finger moving faster until I cry out.

“And so responsive, darling,” Kai whispers, his hand dipping below Jax’s, two fingers sliding into me with ease.

I gasp as they work in synchronicity, playing my body like experts. Lights dance across my vision, my body going completely rigid as my climax crashes over me. My knees buckle with the force of it, but they hold me up, working me through my shudders and cries until I’m a glowing thing, floating to the heavens.

“I think she’s ready for us, boys,” Ash chuckles, and suddenly I’m lifted up, my legs wrapping around a firm waist. I crack my eyes to see that I’m holding onto Jax, my eyebrows squishing together in confusion.I swear Ash was just in front of me…

Jax carries me over to the huge bed—I’m sure it wasn’t this big the last time I was here!—passing me into a set of arms with the scent of vanilla surrounding me.

“Hey, Pretty Girl,” Loki whispers in my ear, pulling my back flush against his front, his hot skin almost scalding me as I realise that he’s naked beneath me.

“Hey,” I murmur as he lies down with me still on top of his body, my head nestled in his shoulder a little.