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“I almost fell asleep,” I groaned.

“It’s only nine,” said Owen as he took my other hand, guiding me to the surprise they set up for me.

“Okay, open your eyes.”

I opened my eyes to see a massive tent lit with orange lights inside. I gasped when I saw the little fairy lights surrounding the outside of the tent, hanging from giant poles. The entrance of the tent was open to reveal a luxurious white mattress inside and a small table of refreshments. A campfire was next to the tent, a large fire roaring between a bed of rocks.

“It’s so beautiful,” I said, tears flowing down my face. “This is so crazy, oh my god.”

“For you, sweetheart,” said Lio. “I thought we could roast some marshmallows and relax a bit before our wedding night?”

We looked at each other, remembering the magical night we had together when we were just teens. The night that was ultimately destroyed for me. I wanted to cry at this gesture of his.

“Why a campfire?” I asked.

“For you to have new memories with me at a campfire,” he chuckled. “Why are you crying my sweet?”

I sniffled and tried to brush my tears away, but he was already kissing my tears away.

“I can’t believe you did this for me.”

“You’re worth the world,” said James. “We came up with this idea, because we knew how horrible that night was for you. We’re going to change your memories tonight. Will you join us for some roasted marshmallows?”

“I would love to,” I said, my heart bursting with joy.

As we sat around the campfire, I was getting antsy with the plug inside my ass. I wanted something bigger, and every time I walked, it would tug at my privates, reminding me that it was my wedding night. James fed me a bite from his roasted marshmallow which was sweet and sticky on my tongue.

“Eat the whole thing, baby,” said James. “I don’t get how you like this sweet stuff. It tastes like fucking paper.”

I bit off the entire marshmallow closing my eyes in pleasure.

“It’s because you like blood,” I said, and James chuckled darkly. Lio leaned in towards me and kissed my sticky lips. When he pulled back, he licked his lips with desire in his eyes. Owen was relaxing in the tent already, and I could see the shadow of his feet kicked up on the couch inside it.

“King Armon asked where we would be staying for our wedding night,” said Lio.

“So you told him to do this?” I asked incredulously.

“Yep,” said Markus.

“I can’t believe he’d do all this for us,” I said.

“He’s probably feeling guilty after how we were treated,” said James, tracing my arm with a finger. His touch made goosebumps rise on my skin. His finger traced all the way up my arm and to my lips. “How about we undress our bride now?”

“Sounds like a good idea,” agreed Lio.

“I’ll carry her,” said Markus, quickly scooping me up in his big strong arms.

“Eek,” I said. “I hope I’m not too heavy.”

“Don’t ever say that again,” said Markus, kissing me on the lips and full of hard desire.

The tent had an air conditioner which I was grateful for as I lay in the bed between my husbands. The bed was extra large and fit us all, which I loved. I was lying naked in the middle of all of them, each husband surrounding me as we took a moment to relax after the hectic wedding.

“You are protected by the circle of your pack,” said Lio.

“We are one,” said Markus, and my heart pounded fast.Were they going to mark me right now?I wasn’t sure how any of this worked, and omegas were shy to say what happened between their packs.

“What if someone sees us?” I asked worriedly, looking at the tent entrance. “Or if they come in.”