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She doesn’t budge, instead staring at our sparkling promise of forever wrapped around her finger.
Briggs then Grant go next. Soon we stand there, admiring our handiwork as I wonder exactly how many minutes it’s polite to stay at this engagement party before we race home and fuck our fiancée.
After the tattoo artist finishes cleaning and bandaging Clover’s ass, I pat her flank lovingly before covering her flesh. This is the last time anyone but us will see it.
Briggs helps Clover up.
Her cheeks turn rosy as the crowd bursts into applause, whistles, and shouts of congratulations.
Had she forgotten anyone else existed? It happens to me sometimes too, when I’m with them.
Clover, Briggs, and Grant have become all that matters in my world.
As we lead her back to the center of our circle, Clover stammers, “Thank you, everyone.”
“Sounds like we have another wedding to plan.” Melody lifts one hand, and Riley high-fives her.
“I have so many ideas and poly-friendly contacts saved from ours. I’ll send them to you if you want,” Rose offers as her men level smitten smiles in her direction.
Their wedding was one I’ll never forget, mostly because I thought we’d never get as lucky as those four. Yet, here we are. Clover answered every wish I ever sent out into the universe, no matter how impossible I thought they were.
I’m glad she has an entire support network who can assist her with planning our big day. One that understands what it’s like to be committed to more than one man. Melody and Rose were the happiest women I’d ever met, until Clover, and I intend to do my best every day to make sure she takes that prize too.
I’m so focused on our girl, I don’t do anything about the scowl Ethan is aiming in Gunner’s direction every time the club owner seems a bit too smitten with Ethan’s baby sister, Riley. Everyone knows your best friend’s siblings are strictly off-limits. Especially one who doesn’t turn eighteen for another four months and was only allowed into the club tonight to celebrate our special occasion while under the supervision of her extremely overprotective older brother. Hopefully, Gunner isn’t dumb enough to fuck around and find out.
Kane elbows Gunner in the gut when he realizes Ethan is glowering.
I wouldn’t want to make him angry. I like the way my face is arranged as is, thanks.
Behind the knot of women fawning over Clover’s ring, Gunner raises his hands, palms out in Ethan’s direction, as if promising he’d never poach the sweet young thing despite the flash of interest I recognize in his gaze every time he looks in Riley’s direction.
“If I could cut in for a moment?” Gunner pulls me, Grant, and Briggs aside as Clover and the rest of the women freak out. She’s so damn adorable.
At first, I assume Gunner’s simply trying to escape Ethan’s aggressive warning.
Then he hands a manila envelope to Grant, who is smart enough not to unseal it in public. “What’s this?”
Briggs crosses his arms and spreads his legs, still not entirely having forgiven Gunner for putting our girl up for sale.
“It’s a recording of your first time together. The livestream was shit, but we’ve got a hell of a lot of security cameras around here including a few with some better vantage points you weren’t guarding against. It’s the original file. There are no copies. No one but me has seen it.”
“How much do you want for this?” Briggs growls as if it’s some kind of blackmail.
Gunner waves him off. “It’s an engagement gift. And an apology. I made plenty of money off the people who never want to miss out on our live events again. You showed them how much better it is to come in person than to watch remotely. We’ve raised our dues three times this year and still have a waitlist a mile long.”
Briggs nods and claps Gunner on the shoulder. “Thank you.”
“For finding our prize. For protecting her by giving us this recording. For creating a place for people with our tastes to practice safely. You deserve a woman of your own to share with your partners.” Grant cuts his stare to Fitch and then Kane. We can recognize in them what we see in ourselves, not to mention Rose, Melody, and their men.
A forever sort of bond, just waiting for the right partner to forge it.
Gunner, however, is looking across the room to Ethan…or maybe his little sister.
“Good luck with that.” Briggs snorts. “You’re going to need it.”
We smack each other on the back in a round of masculine affection before returning to the main gathering. Cloverautomatically rests her shoulders against my chest and reaches out to hold Grant’s and Briggs’s hands.
Our ring looks like it belongs on her finger, just like our names do on her ass.
I can’t wait to take her home and celebrate in private.
