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He laughed. “No, Gray, you’re happy. I’m just jealous because I had that, and I blew it.”

“You were drugged, Tanner. Those girls weren’t your fault. They assaulted you. If you told her, she'd understand, I’m sure.”

“I called her a whore. I knew everything that had happened to her, and I still did what I did. She would have left me because of that, and rightly so. That night she found me with those girls just gave her another reason. I can’t expect her to forgive me, and I don’t deserve it.”

“Give it time, Tanner. She loved you so much. You’re meant to be together, bro. I really believe that. You made each other better people.”

“We’ll see, brother. We’ll see. Now, let’s work out how to get you married.”

We’d played the last two evenings in Vegas, and I’d loved every second of being on stage, but what I loved more was coming off. Finding them waiting for me, surrounding me with their mouths, their hands, and their promises of a life full of love.

Frankie had been shopping earlier today with Ivy, and I’d spent the afternoon with Ethan and Mav planning tonight. Tanner had given me the idea of my wedding present when he told me he’d booked a tattoo artist to come to the hotel for something he wanted to do to win Emmy back and the look on his face told me I didn’t want to know the details. When he was done, he came and got Ivy, Ethan, and me, and we had our summer star promise to each other tattooed on our skin. Ivy had a pink and blue water-colored one inked on her wrist with our summer triangle over the top, joining us together for all eternity. Gray had a slightly larger matching one drawn over his heart and I had an even bigger one added to my back, across from my cosmic tattoo, so the world could see that I wasn’t just a Cosmic God. I was part of them as well.

We got dressed and snuck to the penthouse elevator where Matt, our chief of security, was waiting under strict instructions, not to mention what was happening to anyone else. We traveled downstairs, where we all spilled into the hotel’s chapel.

I’d sorted all the paperwork earlier in the day, issuing NDAs and making sure they could shut the place down for us. They weren’t sure if our ceremony was legally binding and I didn’t want them asking anyone and alerting people to our three-way marriage, but I’d meant what I’d told Tanner. None of us cared. It wasn’t about the paperwork or the legality. We just wanted to promise ourselves to each other.

Tanner, Frankie, and Mav sat in the brown plastic seats of the chapel while Ethan, Ivy, and I stood in front of our celebrant.

“I hear you beautiful people have some words you’ve written for each other?” her American accent sounded out, nodding at Ivy to start.

“Grayson, Ethan, I promise to love you for a lifetime, to be honest with you both, and to honor you with my body, my heart, and my soul.”

“Gray, princess, I promise to love you no matter what, to always know what you need, even when you don’t, and to remind you how special you are every day, for all eternity.”

“Ethan, firefly, I promise to love you with everything I have. My heart, my body, my soul, I offer them all to you. With you, I’ve found a place to call home.

“Repeat after me, “I do.” And I can pronounce you married… I think,” the celebrant laughed out, nervously.

“I do,” we repeated as I leaned down to kiss Ivy as Ethan wrapped his arms around us both. “I’m saving my kisses for when we’re alone later,” Ethan whispered to us both, skimming his fingers over the curve of Ivy’s breast in the stunning fitted black dress she wore before pulling me so he could lower his hand, palming my semi-hard cock, as my forehead lowered to his chest with a groan. Suddenly, we were pulled from our intimate moment by my brothers and sister running at us, cheering and laughing.

“One last thing,” Ethan murmured as he pulled my ring from my right hand before slipping it onto the ring finger on my left hand.

“Are you ready for the world to know about us, Gray?”

“Fuck, yes. Are you, husband?”

He groaned. “I need you both upstairs. Now.”

Chapter 21

Grayson

“GraysonHill,getyourfucking ass out here right now and you might want to bring your husband and wife with you. They'll want to see this too.”

I groaned as my body protested moving. Not only had we got married last night, but we also then celebrated each other in every way we could. I came multiple times, as did Ethan, and I couldn’t imagine Ivy would be able to walk today. I reluctantly pulled myself from between their sleeping bodies, deciding I would see what the fuss was about before I woke them up and dragged them into it. Pulling on my sweats and a t-shirt, I couldn’t help but smile at the wedding ring on my finger, but then Addi’s words hit me.She knew.

“Addi,” I sighed as I stepped out of my suite, pulling the door closed behind me, waiting for her yelling to start.

“What the actual fuck?” she roared at me, pointing at the dining table, which would be usually covered in food about now, but instead was covered in newspapers. American ones, UK ones. In fact, papers in every language from all over the world.

I picked up an English one

Cosmic God Grayson in threesome marriage.

I picked up another.

Bisexual God Grayson in marriage ménage à trois.

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