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It’s much like a bucking bronco ride. I’m half afraid I’ll go flying.

But my gaze catches all my guys circling around, ready to catch me. Not that I believe Arden would actually allow me to fall.

My clit slams against his groin with every impact. My tits bounce so hard they ache.

“Holy tree fucker,” someone curses.

“Come on my cock, Sparkles,” Arden commands, his body tensing with his own imminent climax.

With his order, I clench so hard on his dick that he can hardly move inside me. I scream with the orgasm that hits me like a landslide. My body trembles and shakes. And I shout when a hand rubs down over where Arden and I are joined.

His hand, I realize, and he keeps me trembling as I feel him paint my insides with his essence.

Exhaustion hits me. Spinning, dizzy with pleasure, I crash forward into Arden’s chest.

We all exhale at once, releasing our fears and worries, finally feeling happy and alive.

And I know I’ve found the place I wanted to escape to for all these years.

Back then, I didn’t understand that it wasn’t another location I was searching for. Instead, the place I needed was in the arms of these five wonderful souls.

And now, I finally have a safe home and a true family.

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EPILOGUE

ONE YEAR LATER…

We’ve fully settled into our insanely gorgeous mansion that Rourke custom built. Our new estate is part of the land Arden was gifted. It’s still surrounded by the faeries’ preserve that Rourke officially acquired so he could donate to them in a permanent trust. Now, no one can take their lands from them.

Besides having the security of the faeries to protect us, none of us wanted to live in a place Drake Lewellyn had slept in before. But that was doubly true for Rourke. Also, he wanted to lavish us with all the space we needed. And thank the faeries for their bravery and generosity.

Rourke had the place built to his specifications within a few months.

There’s a sparring gym, mostly for the guys to practice and workout.

I have a secure and warded bunker for my magical experiments—much like the one from the academy.

Rourke invested in a humongous library, filled with what appears to be every book known to the supernatural world. I feel a bit like Belle with the rolling ladder bookcases. I just need singing and dancing furnishings. And I might have been tempted to break out in song once or twice.

Okay. Fine, I have doneexactlythat… But only when one of my guys plays my Beast and ravages me on top of reading tables and on the plush sofas.

A beautiful forest surrounds us so Arden and his mother can connect with nature. Each has a personal sacred circle to replenish their earth-based magic.

And Quade’s wolf enjoys running through the forest.

Each of us has our own suite to use as our private retreat.

However, almost every night, we usually sleep in the same massive bed that Rourke had custom-made to fit all of us—with sexy padded fun-iture built in on the sides so we can get in all the best positions when we play. Rigging and toys hang ready on the walls for when we need some extra spicy time.

We also set up a sleeping rotation, so I can snuggle with all of them throughout the week.

Arden’s mother has a cute cottage on the estate, so we don’t disturb her with our… noisy sessions. However, she joins us most evenings for dinner.

The threat of missing students is now over. So every other Sunday, I meet with Myra and Kat at a cafe in the fae city near the campus. We get to catch up, and I get a bit of female interaction. All that testosterone, all the time, can be a lot. I’m also happy that my two good friends have become close friends too. And fortunately, Myra’s magic has finally returned.

Speaking of school, the guys have helped me with my education when they know about a subject. Or if they don’t, they hire a tutoring session with an expert.

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