She tried to pretend to be mad as she poked my chest. “Good save.”
I watched her work for a bit longer before I went to get the heavy watering can. She directed me on which to water and how much. “So how long before the plants are ready to start being harvested again?”
“It depends. Some of them will be a few weeks, others will be months. Some of them I’ll probably want to let grow for at least a year before I start harvesting.” Jasmine leaned back on her heels and wiped the sweat from her brow.
Spring had melted into summer, hot and busy. The flooded fields had all dried out, and we had planted them. We were working hard to rebuild the lost buildings, trading labor and supplies with Burgess. Hammond had pulled back now that the crisis was over and we were in the rebuilding process, and Drumheller had been less than communicative in all our attempts to negotiate with them.
Right now, though, things were looking up. Summer weather would keep us in good health, even those who were forced to live in tents for the time being.
“You’re looking pensive,” Jasmine said, putting her hand on my face. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m just thinking about everyone who was displaced by the fires. As fast as we’re building, it’s still going to be months before everyone has a roof over their heads again. I was just thinking, we have all this space. The five of us each have our own room.” I leaned into her touch. “Maybe we should live in a tent, instead.”
Jasmine nodded for me to continue.
“We could move all our stuff to storage, move a few small families into the dorm, and as part of this project, build ourselves a new house. It seems fitting to have a different setup, now that we’re married. Something where we have more space to be together, if that makes sense.”
A smile slowly spread over her face. “Oh, my Renz. You, who were so rebellious, are now thinking about the sacrifices that you can make for the good of the pack.”
I kissed her palm. “To be fair, it’s inherently selfish. I want my bedroom to have a door that leads right to yours.”
Jasmine laughed and threw her arms around me. “I love you.”
I buried my face into her neck, enjoying her scent. “I love you, too. And I can’t wait to build our future.”
Epilogue - Jasmine
It was the first day of autumn. Leaves were just starting to turn color, winds were getting colder as they swept down the mountain, and the harvest was well underway. Considering how late everything had been planted, we had a bounteous crop to get us through the winter.
But today was a festival day. There’d be no work, and I was still in bed, surrounded by my four alphas.
I ran my hands up Jace’s thighs, enjoying the way his strong muscles flexed beneath my hands. I knelt on the bed, with Jace leaning on the headboard. He groaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy as I took him deep in my mouth. The musky salt of his arousal burst on my tongue.
Renz knelt behind me, carefully worked his well-lubed fingers in and out of my ass, his thumb running lazy circles around my clit. He rubbed his large cock across my pussy every so often, causing fresh heat to pool inside of my core. The fingers inside of me curled and twisted, finding new ways to hit the spots inside of me that made my thighs quake.
Killian lay half beneath me, his head on Jace’s knees, mouthing my breasts as I moved back and forth to give Jace pleasure. My nipples tightened under his attention, and pleasant shivers of heat swept through my body. His hands moved over my belly on one side and up my neck on the other, occasionally pushing a finger between the lips that wrapped around Jace’s cock.
He swirled that finger around my tongue, and I answered by running my tongue over both the finger and the tip of Jace’s cock. Every time I did, Jace’s hips lifted off the bed.
Owen’s hand rested on the small of my back as he stretched out beside me. He nibbled at my neck and shoulders, biting every so often to send a sharp, pleasant bolt straight through my core. He always followed it up by licking languidly over the mark he’d just given me, easing the sting with his wet, warm tongue.
I loved the rhythm we had created, the five of us. I would never have imagined that we could all find sexual fulfillment when I was the focus of four men. If I’d known how natural and easy it felt, I never would have worried. It was natural, too. Every way I touched them and every way they touched me.
We still had to talk about some things, but I never felt overwhelmed, except overwhelmed by love.
Killian sucked harder on my nipple while Renz pulled his fingers out from inside of me. His cock pressed against my ass, and I leaned back, giving a harder suck on Jace’s tip as I did so. He lifted up, pressing Killian even tighter into my breast as Owen sucked my earlobe. The combination of sensations made me melt. Renz carefully entered my ass. I gasped as he stretched me, filled me, and my eyes drifted shut in pleasure.
“Is this good?” he asked me, rocking carefully. He moved in and out smoothly and easily.
I pulled back, propping myself on one hand so I could stroke Jace’s cock with the other as I answered, “Yes. It feels good. So good.”
Jace’s fingers traced over my shoulders. “Do you want to try out that passage from the book you read to us last night?”
I nodded. Naming my desires was so easy with them. “Yes, please. Just like how we talked about.”
Renz wrapped his arms around my waist as he pulled us both back. We lay down, my weight settled fully over him. In this position, lying with my back pressed to his chest, I couldn’t support myself at all. Though we’d had sex so many times over the last few months, I had lost count, there was a strengthening of our bonds every time.
Jace knelt between our thighs. He rubbed my clit a few times while he tested me with his fingers. They gave me a surprising sensation combined with the fullness that was already inside of me. Renz hummed his approval.
