by Sophie Oak
them deep in her mind. She felt Beck’s love deep in her soul, and then
the joy Cian felt washed over her. They knew she was coming for
them.
Dante sighed. “I’ll go get the chainsaw, but I warn you, Meg,
those damn trees are dangerous. It’s like they have a mind of their
own.”
“I won’t need it,” Meg said with utter certainty as she walked
toward the small cabin.
The trees weren’t afraid of her. They knew her. They had been
waiting for her. As Meg approached the cabin, the vines receded
quickly, unveiling the small, dilapidated hut Cian had sought to hide.
The sun came brilliantly out from the clouds, flooding the whole
forest with bright light.
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“You know, you might have a career ahead of you as a landscaper
if you can do that on a regular basis.”
“Shut up, Dante,” Meg replied. “I can shoot you, too, you know.”
Dante smiled and wisely closed his mouth.
Meg pushed open the door and immediately saw her husbands.
They lay side-by-side in complete stillness. Light from one small
window filtered in, illuminating her men. Had Meg not been able to
feel them in her body and her soul, she would have thought they were
dead. She would have wept over their lifeless bodies.
Instead, she knew just what to do.
Meg placed herself in between them and put a hand on each. Their
flesh was cool, and not a breath seemed to come from their bodies.
She wasn’t sure how they were alive, only that they were and she was
the key to wake them.
She opened herself wholly to them and let them invade every inch
of her. She sighed as the connection flooded with them. Everything
the hag had taken from Beck had been safely stored in Cian. Now,
that magic flowed through her, seeking its true home. Beck received
his magic with great satisfaction, and Cian let her feel his relief as he
released all he could not handle.
When it was over, Meg let her head fall forward in exhaustion.
She wanted to sleep, but she had one final task.
“Come back to me,” she said as she pressed her lips to Beck’s. His
eyes fluttered open.
“Come home, Ci,” Meg requested before doing the same to Cian.
His lips tugged up. She was rewarded with loving, gray eyes.
It was enough, she thought as the world went dark around her.
As she fell into a deep and restful sleep, their arms were there to
hold her.
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Meg awoke to bright sunlight and the wonderful smell of
breakfast cooking. Her body still ached, but it didn’t matter. She was
home, and she was never leaving again. Tears pricked at her eyes.
This was home. She’d searched for it all her life. She just hadn’t
realized home wasn’t a place. Home was a person—two in fact. Home
was Beck and Cian.
She forced herself to sit up. Voices filtered in from the living
room.
“What do you think she does with this?” Beck asked.
“It’s underwear, idiot,” Dante cracked.
Cian’s voice sounded sweet to her ears. “It’s pretty, but I can see
through it.”
“That’s the point,” Dante replied. “Seriously, you two should have
spent more time on my plane. If you would have just come with me
on my tours of the better brothels, you would know all this stuff.
Don’t put that on your head. It’s a bra.”
Meg got to her feet. Though she was unsteady, she wasn’t staying
apart from them one moment more than she had to. She pulled her
robe around her and walked out of the bedroom. Sure enough, Beck
was holding her super-sexy demi-cup Victoria’s Secret bra.
“What are you boys doing pawing through my undies?”
“Megan.” Beck tossed the bra aside.
He crossed the room in two strides. He pulled her into his arms
and immediately covered her mouth with his. His tongue invaded, and
his mind reached out to hers. Meg opened herself and exchanged her
love for his.
Cian’s arms went around her waist. “Don’t ever leave us again,
lover.”
Meg smiled and turned to look at him. “I won’t. You get into
trouble when I’m gone.”
She pressed her lips to Ci’s and found herself pleasantly squished
between their big bodies. She never felt safer than when she was
surrounded by them.
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“It was awesome, Meg,” Dante said, laughing. “You should have
seen them when we walked by Liadan’s corpse. She was all shriveled
and shit. Beck went a little green.”
“Well, she didn’t look that way when…” Beck’s mouth became a
stubborn line.
Cian grinned brilliantly. “I never slept with her. I’m the smart
one.”
“Yes, you are, baby.” Meg rewarded him with a peck. It seemed
impossible that she was here. If this was a dream, she never wanted to
wake. She turned back to Beck. “We don’t have to worry about
Beck’s bad taste in women anymore. He’s taken, you see.”
“I am,” Beck said, kissing her forehead. “Forever, wife.”
“Le cheile go deo,” Cian whispered.
“Together forever, I promise,” Meg vowed.
Flanna walked in, her small face glowing with happiness. “Your
breakfast is ready, Your Highness, but I fear you have no time to eat.
The village has been informed you’re awake at last.”
“They camped outside the cottage waiting for word on your
health,” Dante explained with a grin.
“Really?” Meg asked. She’d left one plane where no one noticed
she’d been alive, only to find this one where a whole village waited to
find out if she was all right.
“They love you, wife. They want to see their queen.” Beck held
his hand out.
Meg brushed away the happy tears that sprang to her eyes.
“How could they not love you?” Cian asked, taking her other
hand. “You’re their queen, their brave, kind, and beautiful queen.”
Flanna opened the door. The brownie hadn’t lied. The entire
village was standing outside Meg’s door. A cheer went up as she
walked outside.
This small piece of heaven was her kingdom. These were her
people, not because someone put a crown on her head. They were
hers because she loved them.
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Meg looked out and realized that there were many decisions to be
made in the coming years. Torin would try to kill her husbands again,
she knew. Beck and Cian would be under pressure to take back their
homeland. There were hundreds of things that could go wrong. But in
that moment, as she walked among her people, the sun shone down,
and she was surrounded with love. The future could come with all its
uncertainties and danger. It wouldn’t matter.
She would fight for it if she had to, but she would have her happy
ending.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Prior to becoming a novelist
, Sophie worked in theater and comic
books. She lives in Fort Worth, Texas with her husband and three
precocious children, who wonder when mom is going to write a book
they will be allowed to read. Her answer: probably never. Sophie
believes in happy endings for everyone, no matter how extreme the
story. Her stories may feature some of the fringe elements of
sexuality, but at heart they are always about love. Sophie loves to hear
from readers. Please feel free to contact her at www.sophieoak.com.
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Everlasting Classic: Nights in Bliss, Colorado 3: One to Keep
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