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“Marry us?” he asks her as he kisses up her neck and turns her back into mush between us.

It feels wrong that Alexi isn’t here to ask her too… if he wanted. They can have their own moment if he wishes. This is ours.

“I told you I won’t pick between you,” she says, voice serious even with her eyes hooded in lust.

I rock my hips slowly, moving inside her while I say what I need with no doubt in my mind.

“Then don’t. Marry us—all of us. Alexi can ask you when he’s ready. If he ever is. But I’m ready now. I’ve already made my choice and it’s you, Little Shadow. It’s always been you.”

The smile she gives me makes my heart ache. With tears building in her eyes, the answer could just as easily be a no as it could be a yes. She rocks with me, and as Lev’s hands flex on her hips before trailing up her body, she finally gives us an answer.

“Okay.”

“What was that, Lucky Charm?” Lev asks as he trails his hand down to her clit. His middle fingers start rubbing tight circles. Her back arches as she rides my dick like a woman possessed by a sex goddess. “I think we need to hear you say that again.”

“Yes,” she nearly screams. “Oh gods, yes, I’ll marry you. Both of you. Come with me, Sunshine.”

Her orgasm rips through her, and I watch in awe as my girl falls apart on top of me with the man I love holding her in his arms. They are mine, now and forever.

I come with her, and she crashes her lips down to mine, sealing it with a kiss I’ll never forget. She tilts her head to the side, then Lev kisses me next, a smile on his face so large I can feel his lips tilting up as he deepens it and sandwiches our girl between us.

Before I know it, the three of us have our tongues tangled together and I swear I’ve never looked forward to coming home before. But maybe this time will be different. It has to be. With my new family at my side, what could go wrong?

Chapter 17

When we land, I feel like I’m in a trance. I just said I would marry Lev and Damien, and I find I can’t shake the smile from my face. We get into an armored black car that takes us to the insane mansion Alexi had mentioned. Alexi sits next to me with my hand in his for the whole ride, pointing out areas on the property that might be fun to explore while I’m here. I’m definitely exhausted after our little sex marathon, but the lake and the race track look so tempting.

As my eyes start to feel heavy, I lean into Alexi, letting my head rest on his shoulder. He’s stiff at first, but as I nuzzle into him, he loosens up. When we arrive, he holds the door open for me and takes my hand as we get out.

“Welcome to my home, Princess.”

My eyes widen at the sight before me. The palace is like something straight out of a fucking Disney princess movie. It’s even bigger standing up close. I should have known it was huge, based on the two helicopter pads on the roof we could see flying in, but holy ever loving fuck.

My jaw literally falls open at the sight, and I’m in awe that a child grew up in this home without getting lost or nearly starving to death before a maid of some sort found him.

“You weren’t kidding, Batman. Holy shit. I thought my uncle had a mansion, but this monstrosity is something else.”

Alexi smirks at me while leading me inside with his hand on the small of my back.

“Wait, my bags,” I say as I turn to grab them. Alexi just turns me in his arms while Lev and Damien get out of the back of their car and Havoc and Laney step out of theirs.

“We have people that will bring them to your room,” he says dismissively.

“I can carry my own bags.”

My attitude is strong because no one deserves to wait on me without a please and thank you at the very least. Alexi just shakes his head and pushes me along.

We wind through the massive space. There is no way in hell I’ll be able to find my way back to the door to get my bags, even if I did manage to slip past my guard dogs at this point. When we reach a rounded corridor with three doors, I tilt my head to the side.

“Am I staying in one of your rooms?” I ask.

“No,” Alexi responds, moving to a door. “My room is through those doors.” He points to double doors I had assumed lead to another hallway and I roll my eyes.

“The king’s suite, then?” I say as a joke, and he actually smiles. I find myself nearly giddy, knowing I was able to make Alexi Mikhaus smile.

“Something like that. But if that is true, then this would be the princess suite.”

He opens the door next to his; As I step through, it’s like I’m transported into another realm. Gold accents adorn everything except the bedding, which is black as night with a soft shimmer and super fluffy black pillows. The nightstand has a holder for my blades, and the canopy bed glistens with black curtains.

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