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Dani

“Ha! Drink ten, you bastard!” Carter declares, his voice booming across his dimly lit dining room as he slaps his card down emphatically on his large table, the sound echoing with challenge and camaraderie.

Adonis rolls his eyes, feigning exasperation. “Come on! You’re just trying to get me wasted!” Adonis protests, a hint of laughter creeping into his tone.

“Yeah, well, you deserve it,” Carter shoots back, winking conspiratorially as the warmth of their friendship infuses the air.

We’ve been in the Afterlife for five months.

Once I freed Adonis’ soul, I was able to break the curse fully which gave all of my mates their full power back along with their wings. I got some fun little perks as well, which I am still learning to master.

Amelia, wise and ever perceptive, noted that our trials had invaluable lessons within each of us.

She revealed that Dax, Killian, and Adonis, now possessed the freedom to traverse between realms. I could go wherever the hell I wanted to with my new rune, which still doesn’t fully make sense how I got it in the first place. But hey, who am I to question fate?

The Afterlife welcomed us with open arms, granting us the choice to drift back and forth as we pleased, crafting our journeys through the fabric of existence itself.

I remember the day Jules and I set my house on fire—an act of defiance against the remnants of Misty Hollow, a ghost town that had become nothing but vacant, burnt-down buildings, a suffocating weight on my soul.

I didn’t want a single artifact of my life left in that hellish place; watching it burn felt like liberating my spirit.

Here, in the afterlife, Jules and I have discovered a profound sense of belonging.

It’s not just the joy of seeing Carter’s familiar smile every day; it’s the overwhelming peace that envelops us.

No more shackles of political strife or societal expectations; love radiates freely in all its forms, and respect flows between souls like a gentle river.

We decided we were going to stay here. Forever.

The afterlife is nothing short of absolute paradise.

Vibrant colors dance in the skies. Food bursts with exquisite flavors, elevating every meal to a culinary masterpiece, and the wine flows like liquid gold with its intoxicating richness.

Shit, even sex is better here! Every moment feels timeless, like an unbroken thread of joy, connection, and acceptance.

It’s a haven where we can finally be ourselves without fear or judgment.

Dax leans over the table, his dark wings stretching subtly as he pours more of the rich, crimson demon wine into Adonis’ glass.

The tip of his wing brushes gently against my back, sending a shiver of anticipation down my spine.

“Drink up, fucker,” he encourages, a playful grin dancing across his lips.

“Fine!” Adonis grumbles, his eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and enjoyment. He takes ten large, hearty gulps of the potent wine, slamming the cup down onto the table with a satisfying thud when he finishes.

“Ohh, I got eight! Adonis, drink up!” Amelia cheers, her laughter ringing out, causing the rest of us to join her.

Adonis shoots Amelia a piercing glare, but the corner of his mouth twitches in amusement.

With a resigned sigh, he grabs one of his cards.

Reaching out to flip it over and place it in the middle of the table—the fabric of his shirt taut against his muscular tattooed arm.

“Ha! I have the King!” he proclaims, a victorious gleam in his eye.

“I’m reversing this shit to Carter! Drink up!

” His smile broadens, mischievous and triumphant.

“Drink, drink, drink,” Jules starts to chant, and everyone chimes along with her as Carter chugs his wine.

Adonis catches me gazing at him from across the table, and with a wink, he catapults my heart into a whirlwind.

I stretch my leg beneath the table, teasingly running it up and down his leg.

A silent challenge simmers between us as the laughter and chaos of the game swirl around us.

I lean over to Dax, catching his attention, and kiss his lips.

Before I can do the same to Killian, he grabs my jaw, turning my face towards him, and kisses me.

Pulling away from their embrace, I reach into the challenge bowl at the center of the table, my fingertips brushing against the crumpled slips of paper.

Pulling out one, I unfold it slowly and read the words: “Sit in someone’s lap and seductively give them a lap dance.

” The familiar, playful loops of Dax’s handwriting make me smile.

With a mischievous smirk, I rise to my feet and stroll around the table, feeling the pulsating energy in the room intensified.

As I move, my mates look at me, sending a thrill racing through my veins. Their wild thoughts swirl in my head, each one more daring than the last, making it impossible to ignore the magnetic pull between us.

I stop at Cecelia and smile at everyone.

I put on the best godsdamn show I’ve ever done.

Carter and Jules whistle and cheer me on as I skillfully move my body in a seductive rhythm against Cece’s lap.

Dax’s, Killian’s, and Adonis’ smirks vanish from their faces immediately, replaced by an insatiable hunger in their gaze.

I take hold of Cece’s light brown hand, my fingers wrapping around hers, and gently glide it up the contours of my body. Her laughter rings like a melodious chime as I sway and twirl, our movements intertwining in a playful dance .

“Oh. My. Gods!” Carter exclaims, his eyes wide with disbelief, as he theatrically drops to the floor, clutching his heart as if it might burst from the spectacle before him.

Adonis quickly stands up, adjusting himself. “Game over. Let’s go, Dani.”

About fucking time.

Killian and Dax stand up, too.

I swiftly dismount from Cece, the warm glow of the setting sun casting a golden hue over the gathering. With a graceful bow to my audience, I declare, “I bid you all a fond farewell.”

“Booooo!” Carter and Cece shout playfully; their hands cupped around their mouths. “Same time tomorrow?” Carter asks, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

“Absolutely! I’ll bring the wine!” I respond, blowing a playful kiss to the four of them just as Adonis hoists me effortlessly over his shoulder.

Carter’s face lights up with a smile as he pulls Cece closer to his side. His affection is evident as he plants a gentle kiss on her temple. She waves goodbye to us, her yellow eyes filled with warmth, and then turns to Carter, kissing him passionately.

Watching Carter with his mate tugs at my heartstrings. He said the moment he crossed over, it was like Cupid shot an arrow through his heart, leading him straight to her. They were destined for one another.

Adonis unfurls his magnificent wings, soaring upwards into the colorful sky. The breeze kisses my cheeks, filling my lungs with the fresh scent of freedom as the world below shrinks into a patchwork of vibrant colors.

Beside us, Dax and Killian glide gracefully through the air, their movements synchronized, adding to the breathtaking spectacle of our flight.

As I gently caress the soft, feathered wings of Adonis, a sense of exhilaration washes over me. I wrap my legs around his powerful, muscular waist, feeling the rhythmic beat of his wings beneath me. “Fuck me in the sky again, that’s my favorite!” I beg.

Adonis’ laugh rumbles in his chest. “Now, that wouldn’t be fair, would it? Dax got your ‘ triple stuff’ card you wrote, and you wouldn’t want him to lose Demon’s Delight, would you?”

“You’re right; it wouldn’t be fair to not follow through with the game. I deserve to be triple stuffed…” I bite Adonis’ neck. The demon wine has me feeling incredibly frisky.

We get to our house. The magnificent structure looms before us, perched on a verdant hill. Its expansive facade stretches wide, and the sun casts a warm glow upon its features, making it a beautiful landmark against the backdrop of the setting azure sky.

Adonis sets me down just outside our front door.

“Run, sunshine,” Killian says in my ear as he swats my ass hard.

I bolt inside and run up the stairs as they chase me in their masks. As I run, I leave pieces of my clothing in a trail.

I get to our bedroom, turn the knob, but before I step inside, Dax grabs me.

“Caught you, little dove,” he whispers in my ear, and I squeal.

He trails his hand down my body as his other holds my throat.

He grabs my pussy and starts stroking my clit.

“So. Fucking. Wet,” he says with a primal hunger against my ear.

Killian comes up beside Dax and grabs my jaw, “Let me feel,” he says.

Dax keeps his hold on my throat as Killian falls to his knees.

He dips his head between my legs, and while looking up at me with those perfect hazel eyes, he starts working my pussy with his skilled mouth.

“Gods, sunshine, I love you so fucking much.” Dax leans in and kisses the soft skin on my neck while Killian moves his mouth faster against my most sensitive part.

I roll my head to the side and grab Killian’s head from between my legs, “I love you so much too, Kil,” I moan .

“And what about me?” Dax asks, feeling left out. I smile at him, “I love you, Dax. A lot, a lot.” He kisses me and nibbles my bottom lip, “A lot, a lot,” he says.

“I see you got our woman going…” Adonis grabs my arms with a firm but gentle grip, yanking me away from Dax and Killian. His blue eyes almost glow as he seductively looks at me. “Good, now let’s finish her,” he smiles.

In a swift motion, he flings me onto our bed, and I can’t help but let out a startled shriek as I land on the plush surface.

Our bed is giant. It has to be with three sets of wings. It sleeps the four of us comfortably every single night. We all have our own rooms, but we refuse to be apart from each other.

Dax and Killian use their shadows to bind my wrists to our bed. I clamp my legs together, giving my aching pussy some friction.

My heart beats frantically in my chest as I smile up at my three demons.

Adonis falls to his knees, kneeling before me.

“Now, spread those pretty fucking legs and let us worship our wife,” Adonis says, and I am transported into bliss as my husbands worship me.