Page 30 of Their Virgin Prize

I’m afraid to believe it’s true yet my gut tells me that this is my place and these are my men. For once in my life, I’m going to do something self-centered and take what I want…noneed, more than anything.

Their protection.

Their lust.

Their love.

I might be their prize, but it’s clearly me who’s won.

Three times over.

Epilogue

WESLEY

It’s been a year since I’ve stepped foot into Gunner’s club. It seems like forever ago and yet like no time has passed at all. It’s that way when every moment is occupied with Clover and our obsessive love for her.

I certainly don’t miss anything from before we discovered her. She gives us everything we could have desired, and more.

We brought her home the night we won her, and she never left.

It’s time we make sure she never will.

There’s a party here tonight that we’ve come for. So have a bunch of our acquaintances. Gunner and his two partners—Fitch and Kane—of course. But also Clover’s newfound besties—Melody, Rose, and Riley. Melody and Riley live here in the city and have a ton in common with Rose, Melody’s childhood friend, who is the wife of three billionaires of her own. Arlan, Finn, and Matthew run in the same circles as Gunner, establishing international clubs not so different from this one. Melody’s three men include Ethan, who owns a bar in the city with Werner and Ryan. A passion project he personally oversees, despite his wealth. Riley is his little sister, closing our loop.

Tonight, Clover’s the guest of honor once again.

Except this time she has no idea.

She’s busy chatting with her friends and their lovers—our network of like-minded confidants—at this supposed charity benefit and hasn’t yet picked up on the tension growing between Briggs, Grant, and me.

“How’s your brother doing?” Gunner asks Clover.

“Well, thank you. He just graduated from his program and moved into a sober living facility. Progress hasn’t exactly been linear, but he’s doing the hard work and heading in the right direction.” Clover beams, her pride in River evident.

She looks even more gorgeous than usual in a glittering gold gown Grant picked out for her.

I can’t wait a single second more to lock things down.

“Ladies, gentlemen, would you excuse us for one second?” I try to keep my calm but it’s tough.

Especially when the men around us, in on our plan, smirk.

When I hold my hand out to Clover, she accepts it without hesitation. If she expected us to head to the bar or a quiet corner for a private discussion, she doesn’t balk as we turn toward the center of the room instead. The three of us lead her up the stairs to the stage in the main entertainment room of Gunner’s club.

The one where we fell for her.

The fact that she would join us up here once again—and fuck us for the whole world to see if we would let her—does things to me. She’s claimed us every bit as fiercely as we have her.

And it’s time to make our stake official.

“Thank you all for joining us.” Of course Grant knows what to say. “Tonight is the one-year anniversary of the best night of my life.”

“When you stole that sweet virgin pussy from us!” someone interrupts with a catcall.

“Not only because of that.” Grant chuckles. “But because the moment we laid eyes on Clover, we knew she was meant to beours. Not only for her first time, but for all her times. And all of ours forever after.”

“What—?” She tugs my sleeve, trying to get my attention, but no way am I going to spoil this moment. The one we’ve been waiting for since we realized how much we enjoyed sharing.

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