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“Jesus, princess. I haven’t come like that since I was a teen,” August says when he’s had time to catch his breath. I lean my head back against the cupboard, and a sleepy laugh escapes me.

“Wanna make it a second time?” I slide my hand over the wet head of his beautiful cock, and his hips jerk. August's fingers are still inside me and he flexes them. Desire arcs through my body. I’m hot and hungry for more.

“Do you?”

My resounding moan is loud, too loud. As is the “Holy Shit!” that comes from Josiah as he, Beau, and Bett stand at the entrance to the kitchen.

“Oh my God,” I say, mortified.

Beau laughs. “You said that already, over and over.”

“Dude, shut up,” Josiah says.

“What’s Auggie doing to Wivvie?”

“Er . . . they’re . . . it’s . . . nothing a four-year-old should see,” Josiah stammers. “Come on, Bett, let’s . . . go outside for a bit.”

“But they look like they’re just getting started,” Beau complains.

“Get out!” August and I yell all at once.

“Breakfast is gonna be a while,” August shouts after them. He nuzzles my neck, his teeth nipping all along the sensitive flesh as he draws me closer with his free arm wrapped around my waist. “We’re not done yet.”

“No, we’re not,” I whisper, covering his mouth with mine.

EPILOGUE

Olivia

“AND THE PRINCESS LIVEDhappily ever after,” I say, kissing Bettina’s forehead and sliding my body out from underneath her, careful not to wake her. I set the book on the nightstand and turn out the light. When I glance up, August is standing in the doorway, his hair damp from the shower and his sandalwood soap filling the room. I smile up at him, and call the dogs to my side. Betty decides she wants to stay nestled up in the warmth beside Bettina, so I leave her be, and I climb up on my tiptoes when my Marine leans down for a kiss in the doorway. I peck him on the cheek.

He pulls back with a questioning look. “Does she?”

“What?”

“Does the princess live happily ever after?”