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I’m dripping with need as everything around me is overstimulated. I reach between my legs and begin to pleasure myself, watching them kiss, but before I can come, Finn is already pulling his hand from Derek and lifting me from the ground.

“Nope, we can’t do it that way. I need to be inside you tonight—we both need you,” he says. “D sit down by the headboard. Pipe, ride his dick while I take out the plug.”

I almost forget how to breathe when I realize it’s happening. This, the three of us together, is finally happening.

I swallow hard and try to accommodate Derek’s thick length, which is hard with the plug inside me.

“Go slowly, baby,” Finn says, placing himself against my back and kissing my earlobe. “Yes, lower yourself, slowly. Feel his big dick filling you up.”

Once Derek is deep inside me, I lean forward as Finn orders and gasp when he takes the plug out. I hear the condom opening and brace myself for his girthy length to plunge inside me. He does it gently.

“You’re doing great, baby,” he says reassuringly, kissing my back.

“I love you both,” Derek’s gravelly voice sounds encouraging.

I moan once I feel Finn deep inside me. I’m overwhelmed by the feeling. A few seconds after that, Finn is the one who withdraws and pushes back from my tight hole. Every time he moves, Derek’s eyes roll.

I’m consumed with a fire I didn’t know existed. A fire only the three of us can create, and I pray to God it never extinguishes.

The pleasure they are giving me is incredible, but the connection between the three of us. It’s unique. Archer once said that a person falls in love three times in their lifetime. He was my first and because of that love we shared, I know without a shadow of a doubt that his everlasting love is what blessed me with two more—Derek and Finn. At this moment, I’m not sure of what the future holds but I’m certain of this—us.

I’m certain of the love I have for these men.

The depth of our relationship.

The strength of our connection.

The length of our love.

The forever that found us.

Epilogue

Piper

Two months later…

My life may not be perfect, but I have two amazing men.

The problem is that I’m in love with two alpha protectors who can’t see me sneeze because they’ll want to quarantine me in my bedroom and feed me chicken soup until I feel well. Finn and Derek, my partners, are fiercely protective of me, always wanting to make sure I am safe and healthy.

But at this moment, as I stand in the bathroom trying to brush away the remnants of sickness, their concern for me becomes suffocating.

“It’s nothing,” I say after brushing my teeth. “It’s probably food poisoning.”

I can feel their eyes on me, studying every move I make, every word I say.

When I turn around and lean my hip against the bathroom counter, I ask, “What?”

“We ate the same thing, and neither of us is sick,” Finn says. Then, he shows me his phone. “Plus, according to my notes, you threw up twice on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.” The analytical man presents his case.

“But not yesterday,” I argue as if that erases all the other days.

“He’s right. You have to go to the doctor,” Derek, the voice of reason, urges me to go to a place I prefer to avoid.

I hate doctors.

I groan. “No. I promise I’ll be better tomorrow.”

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