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For my readers. Thanks for making my dreams come true. I wish nothing more than for all of you to get chased and f*cked in the woods by three hot alpha men.
“You need to find someone who cherishes the real you–the person you keep to yourself. The good, the bad, the ugly. The monster we all keep hidden. Find someone who sees that and doesn’t cower or hide, but instead, offers you a pedestal to stand on.”
“I’m just drunk enough for this. You owe me,” she grumbles. I try not to stare at her perky pink nipples. “I think you’ll forgive me after what I’m about to do to you tonight, princess.”
After being with all of them for half a year, I am able to differentiate how each of them is in bed. Silas is emotional–having sex with him makes me feel adored, appreciated, loved. He relishes in me, whispering sweet nothings into my ear when we’re finished. Damon is pure animal. Sure, we have our sweet moments too, but most of the time, pushing his buttons leads him to pushing me up against the wall and fucking my brains out. And he’s never satisfied with just one round, either. Damon punishes me with sex. And Jude? He’s a mix of both, with a bit of witchcraft and tantric sex thrown in for
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“Now, I only have to work you just enough that you come when I pierce your nipples.”
“I’m going to make you whimper, beg, cry,” Jude growls. “Pleasure and pain. And then when I’m done, when your nipples are on fire, I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name, Lennon Rose.”
“Ahh, the cliché fuck next to the fire during a snowstorm,” Lennon chides, smirking at me as I sit up and pull her jeans off. “How original,” she adds snarkily, her eyes taunting me as her expression darkens. Fuck, sometimes she can be such a brat. “Nothing about this will be cliché,” I bite out.
Briar and I snuggle up together toward the end of the night, and I swear, just as I’m drifting off into a whiskey-induced coma, I hear Silas whisper to Ledger. “How the fuck did we get so lucky?”
“What I’m asking you, Jude, is to keep quiet,” he adds, his voice soft. “I have big dreams and goals for this church, and to get there, we may have to do some questionable things. But in the end, it’s all for Him. God, and Jesus, and every righteous person in our church. When the time comes, we will ascend to Heaven, and all will be forgiven, as you said.”
“A phoenix, for the princess who rose from the ashes. Long may she reign.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” I murmur, running a hand up her back to her hair. My hand curls around her long blonde locks, and I pull her head back roughly. “I’m not sure what’s come over me.”
“Catch me if you can,” I muse, twisting my lips to the side. “I dare you,” I add, looking pointedly at Silas when I say it. “And what’s the prize?” Damon asks, crossing his arms. I cock my head and begin to walk backward. “Me.” And then I turn and run as fast as I can through the forest.
Tears stream down my cheeks as Jude thrusts into me from behind. I see Damon walk over to him, then I hear Jude hiss from behind me, his cock hardening so much that I can feel the piercings hit the wall of my pussy. Damon must be fucking his ass.
Caressing my jaw with his thumb, he smiles down at me. “Stunning.” I smirk. “You’re sweet.” He gives me a dark smile. “I won’t be so sweet later tonight, Lennon Rose.”
“You all know how much I love you. I just want to–” Suddenly, all three of them drop to their knees, and Damon holds out a green velvet box.
“You’ve been in our lives for years. As kids, and then as angsty, hormonal teenagers. Back then, we may not have known this future–we may not have believed it, either–but I think I speak for all of us when I say, we always felt tethered to you, somehow. Your soul lit up something within us. I thought it was hatred, but I was so wrong. Even all those years ago, my soul loved yours.”
You made me feel like a human–like a normal person–for the first time in my life.”
You make me feel like a goddamned prince whenever I’m around. I knew long before I got hurt that you were the one for me, for us, but that solidified it. I don’t know what I would do without you. And I can’t wait to make you my official princess.”
“I don’t think I have to explain the connection we’ve always shared, Lennon. Just the fact that you came into this trio and made us a quartet… it’s like you were always meant to be with us.” He takes my hand and kisses it gently. “Even in high school, I worshiped the ground you walked on. I wanted to hate you so badly, but I couldn’t. And I promise, I will worship you until my dying breath.”
“I didn’t realize how cold I was,” she says softly, teeth chattering. “I can think of several ways to warm you up,” I muse. She nudges her shoulder against mine. “Here we are, having a sweet moment in front of the fire, and you have to make a sexual innuendo.”
She lets out a breathy laugh. “You’re a psycho.” “You love it,” I mumble, moving my hands down the sides of her sweater. “I do,” she agrees. “It’s your best trait.”
“Remember how I said I wasn’t going to be nice tonight?” I ask, smiling at the way her chest heaves. “You better not be nice,” she says, her voice low. “Let’s go upstairs.” Grabbing her hand, I stand and pull her up. “What about—” “Later,” I command. “Right now, you’re mine.”
“You picked one. So I’m going to make you work for it.”
He releases Lennon, but they share a look that makes my cock get a semi. What the fuck kind of reaction is that? Every time one of my friends turns her on, it gives me an erection. I guess that’s why our relationship works so well.
Pride is an ugly, ugly thing when used against someone. Like most people in his church, he would follow his fucking pride right off a cliff if it meant he saved face. These people are psychotic, single-minded, and they don’t see anything wrong with something like this–as long as God is on their side. It’s why countries go to war. It’s why politicians win entire elections. It’s why people kill. Every single thing, whether we realize it or not, is established because of some long-held belief that their beliefs are the right ones.
