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Sin crouched down and grinned at Liv. “Pucker up, wife.”

Liv blushed. She found herself trapped between us. Nowhere to run. No place to hide. She was ours. But the expression on her face told me she was right where she wanted to be.

“Husbands?” Zane asked.

“Yeah?” we answered in unison.

“You may kiss the bride,” Zane announced.

I bent in to capture my wife’s lips on the right side and Sin on the left. Liv parted her pretty mouth, but more chaos continued. The threat loomed closer and closed in. We all hesitated.

Fuck me! Can’t we catch a damn break?

Twenty-Nine

Their Eternity

Liv

My wedding had plunged into darkness. An intense fog cast over the happiness that threatened to destroy everything. A carnage of retribution at the hands of a dangerous man who called the shots, but enough was enough.

Someone fired back. A man with dark hair and precise, calculating gray eyes. I had seen him before, but we hadn’t officially met yet.

Sin’s cousin, Ace Madden, came to the fucking rescue. He was the shining light of reinforcements we needed. His gun was ablaze as he ran into danger without a blink of an eye and fired off shot after shot. Men went down one after the other, and he gave Zane the opportunity to reload.

“Go on!” Zane shouted as he shot at someone. “Kiss her!”

“We’ve got your back.” Ace took cover behind a headstone nearby and took aim at the enemy. “Kiss the girl, for God’s sake.”

“Well, you heard them…” I smiled below Sin and Saint. “Kiss me.”

My husbands took my breath away. Completely and utterly stole it as their mouths took turns sharing the one person who was officially theirs. Me.

We got lost in each other. I was theirs and they were mine. To have, hold, and keep for all time.

Sin’s and Saint’s kisses were unlike anything else I had ever experienced. I was on cloud nine with their soft, pleasant church tongues as they captured mine. Their feathery lips brushed the corners of my mouth before they pulled back with dashingly handsome smiles of satisfaction.

The only sound I heard was my heartbeat hammering in my ears and my husbands’ breathing above me. All gunfire had ceased. The danger was gone.

“I think the coast is clear,” I whispered.

“You’re officially a married woman, Liv.” Sin caressed my cheek. “How do you feel?”

“Amazing.” I leaned into his touch.

Saint popped his head up to glance around, but he smiled. “Raven? Are you alright?”

Instinctively, I stood up and saw my best friend heading toward us. I smiled with relief. Raven must’ve ran and taken cover. She had only come out of hiding when the danger had passed. Luckily, our enemies’ full focus was on us, and the targets on our backs had kept our guests out of harm’s way.

“All good!” Raven answered with a thumbs-up.

Raven dangled her high heels in her hand with her dress hitched up, and she lightly jogged in our direction. Her hair was all out of place, and as she got closer, I could see her flushed cheeks. She became winded and took a moment to collect herself, hunched over with her hands on her knees.

“My parents?” I asked.

“Safe,” Raven breathlessly replied as she ambled closer. “Everyone is fine.”

“Oh, thank goodness.” I placed my hands on my hips, tilted my head up toward the sky, and closed my eyes. “Thank you, Jesus.”