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Epilogue

Cora

I groan andslump into the big chair by the window. Behind me, the ocean crashes against the cliffside down below. The room glows as the sun begins to set over the Pacific. I turn and glance out the partially open window, and I shake my head in disbelief.

This all still doesn’t seem real. Bishop is the brand new Chief of the Santa Marina police department, and Tanner’s security business is freaking booming. Former Chief Millbrook, Marvin, and the rest of the crooked officers on the force went to jail on corruption charges.

Jim Curren was finally nailed for massive drug trafficking. For a lighter sentence, he ended up turning on his business partners…Kip and his son Nils; news that shocked absolutely no one. It didn’t help him a whole lot though. Jim disappeared while out on bail. They ended up finding a hand of his in Mexico, though. Big yikes.

As for the cartel, they backed off. It’s not like they called or anything. But Rowan’s contacts in the FBI and DEA pretty much guaranteed that the threat wasn’t there anymore. With Kip, Nils, and Jim all going down, pushing this high north for new territory was deemed too risky.

“I think we’re done.”

I turn to see a very shirtless and freaking yummy Bishop and Tanner walk into the room. Instantly, heat blooms between my thighs. My thoughts start to get very, very naughty. Done? Oh no we’re not. But I know they mean “with the moving in.”

So, this is my reality now. We’re all moving into my aunt Loretta’s house—and I do mean all three of us. Loretta apparently, fell madly in love with a painter in Paris and is moving there permanently. So the house, she gave to me: me and my two guys.

I danced around it, but she saw right through it. She just grinned and told me I was a lucky girl. “I lived through the 60s and 70s darling. Your little arrangement with those two nice men is not a scandal to me,” she told me.

So, here we are. I’d say it’s quite a fitting residence for the new Chief of Police and one of the most sought-after security advisors in the county.

I grin. “You guys did most of the heavy lifting.”

“Yeah, well, worth it just for this view,” Bishop grunts.

I turn to look out the window again, and I grin.

“Seriously.”

“Wasn’t talking about the ocean, babygirl.”

I turn back and blush at the way they’re looking at me. I tremble, and my eyes slide over bare muscled chests, perfect abs, and arms bulging from a day of heavy lifting. The two of them growl lowly. They move towards me, and I gasp quietly.

Hunger, that’s what they bring out in me. It’s so much more than that too, of course. At this point, it’s so much more than physical. It’s love. I’m in love with the two of them. And by some miracle, they’re both in love with me, too. Even more of a miracle, there’s no jealousy between them.

I have no idea what I did in my life to get this lucky. But I’m not jinxing a single freaking thing by questioning it.

Love might be love, but when they walk towards me, what I feel is lust. I feel a raw desire to just… I don’t know, lick them all over. To taste every single inch of them and feel them take me any way they want.

When they get to me in the chair, both of them reach for me. But I shake my head and push their hands away.

“Uh-uh,” I purr quietly. “Me first.”

I reach for Tanner’s belt first, and he groans.

“Fuck, Cora…”

I loosen it and yank his zipper down before shoving his pants down. I reach for Bishop next, stripping him down to his boxers too. Then, I grip both of their waistbands, and I slowly tug.

I won’t lie; I fucking love letting them both spring free at the same time. It gets me so fucking hot to see them both so big and hard for me. And sure enough, when I slide them down, both Tanner and Bishop’s thick, swollen cocks bulge out right in front of me.

I moan. Instantly, my hands go to them. I can’t even touch my fingers around either of them, and the feel of them hot and throbbing in my hands has my panties soaked. I lean forward to Bishop first. Looking up into his eyes, I wet my lips. I bring them close, and I softly kiss his swollen head.

“Aww shit, baby,” he groans.

I turn and do the same to Tanner. But then I slowly let my tongue curl around his head. He growls when I pull away, this time opening my mouth and sliding my eager lips over Bishop’s head. I hum gently, moaning as I slurp on his big cock. I pull away and look into Tanner’s eyes as I drop my lips to him. I slide him deep into my mouth.

The two of them grunt and hiss in pleasure. It just fuels me on even more. I whimper shamelessly, sucking on one and then the other. I stroke their throbbing, spit-slick shafts, pulling them both closer as I lose myself in my lust for them.

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