Chapter Thirteen

Wonderland was restored, the imbalance corrected, and her monarchs were united in marriage.

Our wedding took place in the Wilds, and all of Wonderland attended, even George the Hatter, the Dormouse, and the March Hare. Time had been so impressed with the way I'd handled the Queen of Hearts that he had granted me a favor and released his hold on the Hatter's tea party.

Underland was emptied, and the people returned to their homes above ground. So, my Wild Wonderland was full of life and beautifully vibrant when I strode out onto the main steps of our castle to introduce my people to their ruling deck. The Card Kings and I were joined, at last, uniting Wonderland and all of her magic in the way that had been intended.

I danced in the Wilds ballroom, across a checkered floor, with each of my husbands individually, and then all of them together, in a joyous dance where I was swirled back and forth between them. I drank tea with Barnabus, who I'd sent a special carriage for, and found a spot for the sleepy Dormouse to take a nap. I ate lots of wedding cake and kissed my kings whenever the clocks chimed the hour (a Wonderland tradition) ... which happened more often than hourly thanks to Time himself, who turned out to be a bit of a prankster.

A new retinue of Cheshires stood guard at the palace, commanded by my cousin, Nick. They looked very smart in their uniforms and very proud to have been chosen to serve. Warren White was my new chatelaine, and he bustled about the Wilds, tapping his pocket watch at people, and telling them where they needed to be. In short, the celebration was a success, and in the center of it all stood a massive statue of the Jabberwocky.

I intended for Wonderland to remember my mother's mistake and her sacrifice to correct it. Hopefully, it would save us from repeating the past.

“Are you ready for the mating of the Deck?” Kyran purred in my ear.

“I've been looking forward to it all night.” I headed for the stairs, and my Card Kings fell into step behind me.

Once we were ensconced in our new suites, and the doors barred behind us, they set upon me. Clothes were gone in moments, and I was lifted off my feet; mouths and hands roaming my body as the men carried me to the massive bed in the center of the room. It was circular and draped with gold curtains. Pillows were piled on one curve, and the men eased me down upon them.

Bevan laid beside me and kissed me, his hand threading through my hair as Jaxon lavished attention on my breasts. Draven began massaging my thighs apart while Kyran slid between them. I felt Draven lean across my belly, his tongue darting out to tease my most sensitive place. Kyran worked me lower with his fingers, easing my response from me until I was wet with desire. Then, as Draven continued to lick at me, Kyran slid into me.

My legs were lifted, and the men resettled around me, tongues licking and fingers grasping. I was lost to the luxury of four men loving me at once, my head rolling on the pillows. Jaxon slipped beneath me, holding my legs apart with his own as Kyran continued to slam into me, taking us quickly into rapture. Flesh filled my hands as Kyran came with a shout. I rubbed my palms over Jaxon and Bevan's rods briskly as Draven took Kyran's place.

We climbed higher toward pleasure as Kyran rubbed himself back to eagerness beside us. He was already beginning to glow, so he was more than prepared when the rest of us crested again, and the golden aura burst around our bodies, uniting us all, at last. Our pleasure revved up even further with the glow of our completed deck, and we came screaming together, Kyran joining us as we shook through ecstasy until it left us panting and staring at each other in wonder.

And that was only the beginning. We shuffled our Deck over and over, folding into new positions and dealing out pleasure as if we had an unlimited supply; which it seemed that we had. The myths were true; there was nothing like the mating of the full Deck of Wonderland.

But as I lay in bed later that night, surrounded by an amazing amount of love, I hoped that my Card Kings and I would live forever. Because I was certain that if we ever had a daughter, she would choose love over loyalty to her land, every time... and those damn Cheshires were seriously cute.

“Remind me to change the Cheshires's uniforms,” I murmured to Jaxon, whose head was just above mine on our pillow.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” he murmured, then scowled and opened his eyes. “Why?”

“Because they're too handsome for their own good.”

“Barely married a day, and already she's already checking out the Cheshires,” Draven growled as he pulled me over his chest. “Are we not enough for you, Alice?”

“More than enough. More than I could have ever hoped for. I love you, my Card Kings,” I said to them, and they declared their love for me.

As crazy as my adventures had been, I was finally playing with a full deck, and my Wild Wonderland was at peace.