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You know what? There is nobut. There was only the briefest time when I doubted how they felt about me, and that was when I first came back and they believed the lies my father told.

Since we were kids, I never doubted how much they loved me and I sure as hell hope they’ll never doubt how deeply in love with each of them I am.

Looking at Kato across from me, I smile. “We should get them, too. I’ll still wear my ring after it heals, but let’s all four get them. Like when we…” I motion to my chest.

And yes, I intentionally chose a fairly low cut, strapless gown for my wedding so the big, bold tattooed B K M would be on full display. Let the entire world see my heart belongs to all three of them.

“Anything you want,” he says with a heart stopping smile.

Brixton is already texting Nico beside me even though he’ll be at the reception.

Is it weird I invited my husband’s former lover? Not to me. No weirder than sharing my heart, body, and soul with three men. No different than all three of them not only being okay with sharing me but enjoying it when we’re all four together and they can make me forget my own damn name.

Besides, I like Nico, and maybe I secretly want him and Flora to hit it off. It’d be nice to see my best friend in a committed relationship. Even better if she’s in a relationship with someone Brixton approves of so we can hang out together all the timewithout the constant comments from my husbands or the snide remarks from my best friend.

“Hey,” I say, turning to look up at Brix. “Is Nico single by any chance?”

This is one of those moments when I should have really thought about the question before voicing it.

Asking whether another man is single while still wearing my wedding gown and riding to my reception with my three husbands…

After being gagged on Brixton’s dick, getting my dressed ripped when Maddox made a show of spanking my ass until it was pink and tender, then fucked against the seat by Kato, we had to make a detour for another dress.

So much for trying to keep their hands off me until we got home tonight.

Who am I kidding? I’m still glowing from the intense, mind melting orgasm they ripped from me as the limo pulls into the parking lot of the banquet hall I reserved.

Chapter 42

Maddox

Freaky time.

At least that’s what I have planned for the moment we walk through the door.

Sure. We all got our rocks off in the limo. Then we had to stop somewhere to get Everest a new dress.

The only problem with that was how fucking mouthwatering she looked. The dress was one of those slinky, silky deals that clung to her curves. All I could think about every time my eyes landed on her was ripping that dress out of the way and burying my cock as deeply inside her as I could.

After eating her cunt and making her scream first.

We need to tell her what’s going on, why we made sure to announce where we were taking her for our honeymoon to the entirety of the crowd in the banquet hall. It’d been meant to be a surprise.

And then?

Well, we’d had to make a bigger deal about where we’re going.

You know what? That literally doesn’t matter right now. What matters is the way Everest’s tits sway every time the limo goes over a bump or takes a turn.

What matters is how hard I want to make her come when we get to the bed.

Although, I suppose a bed isn’t exactly a necessity. Hell, Brix fucked her in the garage, then the kitchen, before finally carrying her to the couch.

Maybe I’ll take a page from his book.

Eh. I have a feeling I’ll be fighting for my turn to be with her tonight. All four of us drank quite a bit. We have a limo to drive us and plenty of our men to watch over Everest. For the first time since we were teenagers, we had the opportunity to let loose.

I was the only one brave enough to dance to anything other than slow music. I might not beMagic Mike, but if my wife asks me to dance, not a chance in hell I’m telling her no.