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Grayson appears back at my side with a warm washcloth and wipes me down as I collapse back against the coffee table, struggling to catch my breath.
I close my eyes and listen to the sounds around me as I feel fingers trailing over my tired body, slowly working up and down. A second set of hands join in and soon a third is between my legs, gently rubbing at my clit and enticing another orgasm to build within me. My breath comes in hard, sharp pants, but I don’t dare open my eyes, intent on just feeling, and fuck, it’s the purest thing I’ve ever experienced.
Lips press against mine as my breasts are gently caressed, and within moments, the sweetest orgasm is pulsing through my body. Before I even have a chance to open my eyes, Carver is scooping me into his warm arms and crashing down onto the couch.
My body fits against him perfectly and a warm blanket falls over us, the boys murmur softly as they settle into their places around us. Someone crashes onto the end of the couch, pulling my feet into his lap and rubbing gently at my heels.
“Love you,” I mutter, not even knowing who I’m speaking to. All I know is that the words are true for each of the guys in the room.
Carver’s arms tighten around my waist as I hear the sweetest, “Love you,” rumbled like a chorus around the room, four evenly matched men, each who have stolen my heart in their own perfect way and given me a life that I never even dreamed of.
I feel fingers trailing through my hair as my world is fading to darkness, a deep sleep claiming me. I know that from here on out, with every threat neutralized and Dynasty thriving, my life is only going to get better.
Every single moment is bittersweet, and I can’t fucking wait to experience all of them with these four men at my sides.
Silence falls around the room and all too soon, Cruz is at my side, shaking my shoulders. “Are you coming?”
“Huh?” I grumble, the word getting caught in my dry throat as I realize that I’ve not only been snoring, but I’ve had my mouth hanging wide open. “Coming? What’s going on? Where are we going?”
“Got a hit,” he tells me. “Eight-year-old girl just out of state.”
I sit up on the couch, only now just realizing that Carver is no longer plastered to my back and the sun is shining brightly through the front window of my parents’ beautiful home. “Are you serious?”
“Would I lie when a new Harley is on the line?”
“Good point,” I laugh, getting up, only to have my favorite leather pants, a pair of panties, a cropped black tank, and my favorite boots thrown onto the couch beside me.
“Get dressed,” Cruz says as Grayson saunters through the living room. “And make it quick. I have a bet with Carver that you can’t get dressed and ready in under thirty seconds.” My mouth drops and he grins. “He thinks you’ll need at least four minutes.”
“Well fuck him,” I laugh. “You guys are about to see something incredible.”
Exactly twenty-five seconds later, I’m stepping through the internal door of the garage and passing by my Ducati as the excitement builds within me. I haven’t had a chance to drive her since she returned from the shop and I’ve been dying to throw my leg over the smooth seat and feel the vibration right between my legs.
I slide into my designated spot in the Escalade, knowing that we’re in for a long drive as the guys climb in and close the doors, locking us in. I can’t help but glance up at Carver through the rearview mirror, determined to get him back for underestimating me. “You never told me what kinky shit you saw Earnest Brooks getting his rocks off to,” I remind him, grinning as his stare darkens. I make a show of glancing down at the non-existent watch on my wrist. “We’ve got about seven hours of downtime together, so let’s hear it, what does Earnest like?”
Carver’s glare hardens through the mirror and I let out a satisfied sigh, leaning back into my seat as he hits the gas, knowing that for the next seven hours, Carver won’t be able to get the intrusive thoughts out of his head.
It’s going to be a fucking beautiful day.
EPILOGUE
4 YEARS LATER
Water swirls around me as I dive into the shimmering water of the private island Cruz booked for us. It’s been a long time coming and we’ve been waiting for this day with bated breath.
Yesterday morning, the five of us flew to Georgia, and after one hell of a showdown, we saved the very last girl from Sam Delacourt’s ledger and the second we did, I crumbled to the ground and cried, feeling the weight of their tortured years at the hands of their abusers falling off my shoulders, and Dynasty is a big part of that.
