by Madison Faye
I moaned loudly, consumed by them, taken by the three of them as they began to rock in and out of me slowly.
It built, the heat growing hotter and hotter and the wave rolling faster and faster. Micah’s fingers rolled over my clit, Victor’s hands grabbed my ass possessively, and Luke stroked my cheek and told me how beautiful I was as I licked at the head of his thick cock.
And when I came, it was like a hot wave melting through me. It was like my whole body turning to liquid and exploding into a million pieces. They rocked me through one climax and then another. I was vaguely aware of them switching a few more times, but I was too lost — too drowning in my pleasure to keep track.
All that mattered was that it was the three of them and me, all together as one.
When Micah drove his cock to the hilt in my ass and grunted his release, I shattered for what felt like the hundredth time that night. His hot cum filled my ass as Luke’s hand held me tight, grinding his cock balls-deep in my pussy. Vic gaped, and when his cock throbbed between my lips, I moaned as I swallowed every sweet drop of him. Luke roared his release as he followed us over, filling me with all of him as my own orgasm ripped through me.
Half an hour later, we did it all over again.
It was later, snuggled in that big bed with my three big, powerful, amazing men holding me tight that I knew without a doubt that I’d never leave this. I knew that I’d fight for this, and hang onto this with everything I had, always.
Because it was worth it. Love was worth it.
Epilogue
Luke
It wasn’t easy, but we did it. We had to fight like hell, and there were times when shit got real pretty fast. But in the end, we cleaned house.
As it turns out, there was so much corruption in the three senates that all it took was giving the right guys — the guys in there who wanted to actually serve the people they were supposed to serve — the right powers to investigate, and the whole rotten house came crashing down.
We held a public vote — a massive election across all three broken pieces to let the people decide what they wanted. After all, we weren’t tyrants — we weren’t just going to take power. And the people spoke, and they spoke loudly.
It was a landslide vote for us to reunite the country as one Revania, with Micah, Victor, and myself as the royal council in charge. We took the guys who hadn’t been robbing the country blind from the senate and made them an advisory council to make sure we were fair and just in our rule.
It worked out pretty fucking great.
Oh, and the first order of business after the grand reunification ceremony bringing our country back together?
…We changed some marriage laws — specially, re-wording the use of “couple” in the existing law. I mean hell, if three, or four, or five people wanted to call themselves married, who the hell were we to say no to love?
We moved Julia’s mom to the best facilities in the country, and her health started to improve almost immediately. The three of us kept our respective palaces, so we wouldn’t be on top of one another, but we ended up all four of us being together at one or the other all the time anyways.
Julia became Queen of Revania, and the people loved her. Hell, even the haters who were all bent out of shape about the new marriage laws really couldn’t find much to bitch about with her. She was kind, and smart, and beautiful, and brought in a whole new era of public outreach and humanitarian work to our country.
Dan, her fuck-wad ex, joined the church and took a vow silence.
…I’m not even fucking kidding.
Victor’s threat to bring back medieval torture and hot-pokers up assholes may have been the deal breaker, but who knows.
We stopped going to the Club. It wasn’t sad, it just felt like moving on. That had been certain part of our lives, but we’d found what we’d actually been looking for — a woman to unite us, and bring us together, and fill the holes inside of us we’d been trying to stuff full with meaningless passing fancies. After that, the Club felt more like an old friend we’d outgrown.
We did make damn sure they fixed their security holes.
But as it turns out, we weren’t quite done with the Triple Crown Club — not after the whole thing with Julia’s cousin Anya and the drama that rocked the whole club. And certainly not after the shitstorm with her roommate Emma and the Hart brothers — the triplet Princes of Svend.
But then, those are probably stories for another time.
Life is not a fairytale, but somehow, we’d found our happy ever after. We’d found peace, and unity, and the final piece of our hearts.
We’d found love, and really, what else do you need?
The End
Also by Madison Faye
Standalones:
Trick And Treat
Sugar & Spice
Five Card Studs
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You
Blackthorn Mountain Men:
Claiming His Mountain Bride
His Captive Mountain Virgin
Her Mountain Baby Daddies
His Big Mountain Axe
Her Daddies:
Double Daddies
Triple Daddies
Bad Medicine Series:
Doctor Babymaker
Doctor O-Maker
“Dirty Bad Things” Series:
Hard Core
Pretty Dirty
Rough Stuff (June 2018)
“Innocence Claimed” Series:
His Little Bad Girl
Tempting Daddy’s Boss
Paying The Debt
“The Triple Crown Club” Series:
Royally Shared
Royally Claimed
Royally Tempted
“Possessing Beauty” Series:
Beasting Beauty
Stealing Beauty
Sharing Beauty
Hunting Beauty
Possessing Beauty
“Forbidden” Series:
Flirting With The Law
Breaking Her Innocence
“Three Times” Series:
Bossed Three Times
Taken Three Times
Paid For Three Times
“Twice” Series:
Twice Driven
Twice Bossed
Twice Tackled
“First Time” Series:
Legal
Professor
Freshman
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