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I nodded before returning my attention to Verity Mae. “You’re so lovely, thank you. I was nervous coming back here today, and it means so much to hear those words.”
I pulled her in, giving her another quick hug.
“I’m going to go now.”
Verity Mae gave me a sad smile. “I wish you’d stay, but I can’t say I would if I was you. You were always too good for this place, you know. How differently it all would have played out if we’d had an nth of your compassion.”
The six of us walked from the auditorium, a feeling of contentment rippling back and forth through the bonds like water. I didn’t regret coming here, it gave me the closure I needed to move on. We had a whole life, a whole world ahead of us. Now, I could look back on my past without wondering, without discontent.
This place, this terrible place that had caused me so much misery for so many years, had been a stepping stone to get to where I was now. If I hadn’t been driven out of Auburn, I’d have never had the courage to build a life in Milton, I’d have never found my bonded, never known what it was to love and be loved by them. The world would have continued in its state of increasing decay, and I’d have never met Quinn. It was a fate too awful to contemplate, and for that, I was grateful for the painful parts of my past. My present wouldn’t have been so perfect without them.
T landed gracefully in front of us, carrying a full-sizedboatin his arms and setting down on the street, blocking the entire thing. He’d attempted to pluck us out of the water and fly us back to Europe multiple times on our Atlantic journey, so it wasn’t altogether surprising, but this time I didn’t tell him off.
He crossed his arms over his chest, the vessel leaning sideways against his body, waiting for me to grumble, while Bullet and Dare laughed, inspecting the bottom of the boat for damage.
“We’re going to Maine,” I told T sternly. “You can give us a lift, but you can’t take us back to the Mediterranean. Not yet, at least.”
“Fine,”he signed, as petulant as ever, ushering us toward the boat so he could carefully pick us up one at a time and set us on the deck like we were little dolls for him to play with.
Quinn shrieked in delight as she went soaring through the air in Wild’s arms, attempting to scramble up T’s hand. If I thought he was gentle with me, it was nothing compared to how careful he was with Quinn. I was pretty sure it was the only reason he hung around these days, since he’d have more to do staying in the Spartoi camp. They were nominally an enforcement squad of sorts, but mostly they just trained others and learned for themselves how to live in this new society.
“Just to Maine,” I reminded T. He all but rolled his eyes at me, and we got into position, clinging on to the railing as he scooped the entire vessel up, cradling it to his chest and launching us into the sky.
Epilogue 2
FIVEYEARSAFTERTHERESTORATION
“Fuck!” Bullet cursed, as I tightened my grip on his cock, his legs thrown back as I fucked him hard and fast on the bed we’d all waken up together on this morning. We had a busy day ahead, we couldn’t afford to take our time.
Not that I was going to last very long.
I loved fucking him when he was on his back like this, loved seeing every blissed out expression cross his face as I milked his cock and spilled his cum all over his belly while I filled his ass.
“Quiet,” I warned. “You look so fucking pretty like this, but maybe I should flip you over so you can bite the pillow.”
Bullet let out a muffled whine at the idea of changing positions now when he was so close to the edge.
A sudden surge of lust hit both of us as Grace walked into the room, hair and skin damp from using the rainwater shower in the sheltered outdoor area next to the bedroom.
“I already got myself off once in the shower just feeling you two through the bond and now I’m ready to go all over again,” she complained breathily, staring at us entranced. It was fucking intoxicating the way she looked at us, and my balls drew up almost painfully with the need to come.
“Come sit on my face, I’ll take care of you,” Bullet gasped, the fucking liar. His multitasking skills were abysmal when he was this close.
I saw the flash of mischief on Grace’s face as she dropped the towel and climbed on the bed. Instead of sitting over his face like he’d requested, she laid over him, tongue darting out to swipe the precum beading at the tip of his cock.
“You want to swallow his cum, darling?” I asked, moving my hand so she could wrap hers around the base of his cock, and shifting her hair out of her face.
Bullet groaned, bucking up as much as he could while I had his ass impaled on my dick. Grace nodded, a satisfied smile on her face. “We really need to get going soon. The least I can do is help reduce the cleanup.”
Bullet swatted her on the ass, managing a raspy laugh. “Minx.”
She made good on her word, swallowing Bullet’s cock and sucking hard, tipping him over the edge almost immediately.
“Show me,” I demanded, but she was already moving, knowing what I wanted. She sat up, resting her sweet cunt on Bullet’s chest and opening her mouth for me to see the evidence. “Beautiful. Swallow for me, darling.”
She didn’t hesitate, opening her mouth again with a confident wink to show me it was gone. I grabbed the back of her neck, yanking her up to me for a filthy kiss as I found my own release, my thrusts stuttering to a stop while I attempted to catch my breath. Nothing on earth wore me out the way these two did, in the best possible way.
“Shower. Get dressed,” Grace ordered, smiling against my lips. “We’ve got to leave soon.”
