Page 209 of Three Irish Kings
Liam groans low in his chest, almost a growl, and looks down at me, his blue eyes bright.
“You want all of us?”
“All of you. Always.” I rock my hips again, pumping my fist and looking over at Dare desperately.
He’s surprisingly quick to crawl onto the bed on his knees, releasing his massive cock and watching my breasts bounce as Cillian starts to pump in and out of me.
“We’ll never let you go again,” Dare promises fiercely, and I nod, trying not to cry again from wanting a release and just being so happy I can barely bear it.
My chest aches with love for all of them.
“I love you all,” I whisper as I wrap my hand around Dare.
Cillian groans, pulsing inside of me as he keeps up a steady rhythm.
It’s dirty and messy, and I fucking love it.
Because theyloveme. I’m not just an object they can take out their frustration on. Not just a pet.
They love me for me, and they’ve shown that in so many ways.
It doesn’t matter how it started. We’re here now.
I roll my hips against Cillian’s thrusts, my head spinning with lust as I try to use my hands to stroke both Dare and Liam.
Eventually, Dare and Liam put their hand over my own, helping me focus, and Cillian starts to breathe heavily, looking down at me with those nearly see-through eyes.
I come once and then twice and then three times in quick succession just as Liam cries out and spills all over my face, some of it spurting in my mouth.
Dare comes all over my hand.
I pant as Cillian groans against my neck and spills inside me.
Before I can even get my bearings after all those orgasms, Cillian is wiping down my face with a cool cloth and then Liam is carrying me into the bath. He leaves soon after putting me on it, and Cillian comes in and sits next to me, cleaning me as he talks to me about Italy and all the fun things he wants to do.
Chatty Cillian is so cute, and I can’t help getting him wet when I grab his face and pull him in to kiss me.
He laughs into my mouth, groaning, and my heart swells.
I love him. I love Cillian and Liam and Dare, and there’s no end to how much I want them.
I started out as a prisoner, a pet, and now, I’m a very willing participant in this love square.
I’m theirs, and they’re mine, and we’re a family.
EPILOGUE
I stand on the beach,looking out at the waves, waiting for Isla.
My two best friends stand on either side of me.
We’re finally making it official. Well, unofficially official, I suppose.
I huff. “I still think it’s unfair that we all can’t officially marry her.” I turn to my best friends. “But I’m so happy we get to have this ceremony.”
Liam nods. “I would’ve had it on the day we got here if she’d been willing to.”
It’s been a little over eighteen months since we met the love of our life, and we couldn’t be happier. Cillian and I made full recoveries, and I’m a bit wider than I was when Isla and I first met, all muscle, but Isla seems to think it looks good on me.
