Page 22 of Out with a Bang

I grind my tongue against her clit, thrusting the dildo in further, and Skylar groans loudly as she rolls her hips to get a better angle. I grind against the bed as I try to get some friction. Her moans and whimpers make me ready to burst.

"Oh, God, yes! Yes!" Skylar calls out. Her legs shake, which means she's close.

I continue the slow thrusts with Thor, then suck her clit into my mouth, grazing her with my teeth. Skylar pulls my hair hard and stills, falling silent before she shatters. Her honey drenches the bed, and I run my tongue through her release as I relish every last drop.

"Oh, fuck. Thank you," Skylar breathes, blinking her eyes open. "What time is it?"

"Time to get ready for dinner. We've rented out a place for the four of us, so nothing fancy," I tell her.

"Okay, give me ten minutes." Skylar stretches, biting her lip as she squeezes her thighs together.

"First, I want to show you something." I reach for her hand, and she links her fingers with mine, letting me pull her from bed without a fight.

She grips my arm as I walk her toward the double doors of the bedroom, snuggling against me. I hope she's fully awake.

"Close your eyes."

Skylar immediately closes her eyes, and I throw open the double doors to the main room of our grand suite.

"Open them," Hunter tells her.

Skylar grins at the sound of his voice and opens her eyes, gasping at the sight in front of her.

The room is filled with red roses. Candles flicker on every surface, creating a soft glow. Mark and Hunter kneel before her, each on one knee.

Skylar walks toward them, then turns to look at me as I also drop to one knee.

We each hold out a black velvet box and open them in unison.

Our first stop two months ago was in Paris, and we booked a spa day for Skylar so we could visit a jewelry store. We designed a three-ring wedding set inlaid with diamonds, emeralds, and platinum. The rings intertwine to complete one incredible band.

Skylar's eyes shine with tears as she turns in a circle, her hands over her mouth.

"Will you be our wife?"

"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" She laughs, clapping her hands in delight as we all stand and place our rings on her finger. Skylar's mouth drops open as she gets a good look at them.

"It's perfect," she breathes. "I love you all so much. My sexy, incredible men."

"You are ours," Mark tells her, capturing her mouth with his and kissing her deeply. "Ours to fuck."

Hunter kisses her next. "Ours to own."

Then it's my turn. I run my hand over her cheek, and she nuzzles into me. "Ours toworship."

"I am yours, and you are allmine."

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