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Em slowly floats down after me, his gaze pensive as if he’s trying to memorize this moment. I make eye contact with him just as Dev’s motions make my chest smash up against Creep. And even though I’m already overwhelmed, it’s not quite enough. I need more.
“Chase. I want Chase,” I demand breathily.
And then he’s there, on my left side, his hand gliding over my shoulder, adding soft touches to the rough fucking from my other mates. His teasing fingertips slide across my skin, and he slowly drags them down my side, over my hip, across my belly, and toward my clit. It’s a tight fit, but me manages to wedge his palm in there and brush against me as Dev pummels me from behind.
Panting. Moaning. Crying out. I shatter into a million tiny pieces as my fist tightens around Tesq’s cock.
“YESSS,” Dev roars when my entire body clenches down.
With two more pumps, he spills warmly into me. Tesq spurts next, cum splattering against my stomach. Creep’s grip on my hips intensifies, his fingers digging in as he bounces me up and down until his own release pulses inside of me.
And as I slump against my mates, utterly spent and sated, I can’t help but think how the worst nightmare I could ever imagine—being caught and sold to monsters—turned into this perfect dream.
Sometimes, life’s twisted path has more in store for us than we can ever imagine and a happier ending than we ever could have conceived.
EPILOGUE - ALIANA
Five YearsLater
“Do you want to play a game?” Creep’s silky voice precedes the man himself wrapping his arms around me from behind.
As always when I’m with one of my mates, goose bumps pebble on my arms, and heat explodes in my stomach.
“What kind of game are we talking about?” I ask coyly, turning to stare at him over my shoulder and forgetting I’m supposed to be setting the table for dinner. “Because if it’s a sexy game, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to decline.” I make a face and place a hand on my protruding belly. “I’m way too big for that.”
Creep scoffs and plants a slobbery kiss against my cheek, making me laugh. “Don’t be ridiculous. You’re gorgeous.”
Gentle, blue fingers caress my chin as he turns my head to face him completely. His lips touch my own, and colors explode behind my closed eyelids. A flurry of butterflies unleashes in my stomach.
“Ewwww. Momma’s kissing Daddy Creep!”
Creep and I immediately pull away to see our oldest daughter, Maddi, gaping at us in disgust.
Maddi’s white-blonde hair has been artfully styled into two French braids, courtesy of Tesq, with tiny bows at the end. She wears a frilly pink skirt and matching shirt, both of them the exact same shade as the horns protruding from her head.
None of us know who Maddi’s bio father is, but we don’t care. It could be Dev or Em or Chase or Tesq or Creep. All of my mates love her as if she were their own.
“Oh, am I?” Creep lifts an arrogant eyebrow and then begins to plant open-mounted, slobbering kisses across my face.
“Ew!” Maddi and I both exclaim in unison.
I attempt to swat my playful mate away, but he simply laughs, the noise reverberating through the room like wind chimes.
Years ago, we chose to move out of the city and into a home in the woods. The mansion we found had been abandoned for years but was in good enough shape to be repaired to its former glory. It also has a guest house that my father uses when he comes to visit me and my children.
He doesn’t live with us—I don’t think anyone could get Tennious to stay in one place longer than a few weeks—but he does appear often enough for my children to eagerly await the appearance of Grandpa.
Movement in the kitchen behind Maddi causes the little girl to let out a squeak and race behind us. She grabs my legs and attempts to hide herself behind me.
“What are you doing, you crazy girl?” I ask, shifting slightly so I can see her.
She places a single finger to her lips and shushes me exaggeratedly.
A second later, Dev appears in the doorway on all fours. Our second child, Brett, sits on his back.
Unlike Maddi, whose parentage is ambiguous, Brett very clearly takes after Creep with bark-like blue skin, curled antlers, and glimmering eyes. But just like with Maddi, all of my mates treat him like their biological son. It doesn’t matter who actually provided the sperm.
Dev playfully rocks back on his hind legs and swats at the air with a roar. My wolf mate is half shifted, most of his body covered in dark fur.
