Epilogue

Ann – 1 year later

“Merry Christmas sweetheart.”

I shivered at the sound of Bryce’s deep voice pulling me from a deep, satisfied sleep. One big hand slid down my ribcage and over my hips. I squirmed in anticipation of his next touch, but he surprised me and grabbed my ass so I arched and moaned. “Mmm, merry Christmas, babe.” Another hand slid up my thigh and wiggled inside me. “Merry Christmas, Jas.”

His breath fanned my face and I opened my eyes in time to see his lips crash to mine in a slow, mind-blowing kiss. I arched into him, gasping when his hand skimmed up my belly. “Merry Christmas to you too, babe. Bryce.”

I loved how comfortable they were talking when we were all in bed together. It had taken a couple months after that special Christmas Day one year ago, but now things were perfect. Absolutely perfect.

“What are we doing today?”

Honestly, I didn’t care. We could stay in bed all day and I’d be happy as hell.

“You,” Bryce whispered, his cock nudging my opening.

“And then,” I asked, breathless and hungry.

“You again,” Jasper whispered against my neck. “And then we’ll talk about leaving the bungalow.”

I nodded and gave myself over to the sensations my guys created in me. They made me feel beautiful, like the most beautiful woman who ever walked the earth. Like I was some type of nymph or goddess to be worshipped. Twelve months of loving and making love to Bryce and to Jasper, and every time thrilled me. It was always new and fresh, charged and combustible. And always satisfying.

This Christmas morning was no exception. Jasper kissed me breathless, senseless for long minutes as Bryce pumped his thick cock in and out of me. It was a heady sensation that I couldn’t get enough of, and as Jasper’s fingers rubbed quick circles over my clit, I flew apart, trembling wildly as Bryce drove faster and deeper. “Ann,” he groaned.

I knew what he was asking and I nodded, wincing as he pulled out quickly, pressing into my lower back so he could slide deep in my ass the same moment Jasper slid into my pussy, both of my men filled me and that was all it took for another orgasm to hit. To have them both like this again. “God, it’s been too long,” I moaned.

“Too fucking long,” Jas agreed thickly, voice straining with every hard jerk of his hips.

“Mmmm,” was all Bryce could manage as his thick cock slid in and out of my ass, stretching me to the limit. Moments later he exploded, hips jerking me forward, sending Jasper deeper into my body.

It was fast and dirty, rough and raw and hungry. It was everything. “Love you guys.” Neither responded but four hands tightened on me and Jasper’s mouth crashed down on mine as he drove deep and hard until he came inside me and I sighed. “Too long.” It had been too long since I had both guys like this, and with the news I had to share, I worried they would wrap me in cotton and keep me in bed for the next seven months.

I felt too good. Almost like I was floating on a cloud with boneless limbs and a permanent smile etched across my face. “So,” Jasper groaned as his cock slipped from my body.

“So. We’re pregnant.” I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading as I said the words. It was the first time I’d said them aloud to anyone other than myself. “The doctor confirmed before we left. Ten weeks.”

A beat of silence and then Jasper whooped loud and high-fived Bryce over my body. “Merry Christmas to us! I love you, Annie.” He kissed me again, tender and hot. It was everything.

“We’re really having a baby? For real?” Bryce’s voice was thick with emotion and I could tell what it meant to him because this baby was his in blood.

“For real. Our first baby.”

His face filled with joy and pride. Happiness. “Fuck, yeah!” His mouth smashed into mine on a wide grin. “A baby.” They were so excited, so happy and ready to flex their muscles that another two hours passed before we made it out of the bungalow.

And onto the beach.

For our delayed honeymoon.

Yes, we got married. Legally, Jasper and I got married but we had a wedding for all three of us the same day, so we were one big, non-traditional family. “Does this mean I get to name the baby?” Jasper grinned as we stepped out onto the soft, white sand of Bali.

“As long as you don’t do some dumb ass name like Trevor or Chase,” Bryce grumbled.

“Says the man called Bryce,” Jasper laughed.

I grabbed Bryce’s hand as we walked along the beach, with a smile I couldn’t dim no matter how hard I tried. “I think I’ll name the baby.”

“Or babies,” Jasper said with a laugh.

“Yeah, right. Don’t even joke like that.” I’d just gotten a promotion which meant longer hours in the field. I needed to work for as much of this pregnancy as possible if I wanted to keep my promotion. Both men stopped, and I looked up, shaking off my own thoughts with a frown. “What?”

“Ann,” Bryce began with the patience one uses on mental patients. I pushed him to let him know I didn’t appreciate it. “Sorry, babe, but seriously. You remember meeting Jack on New Year’s Eve? Uncle Jack, as in the brother of Jasper’s father.”

My right knee wobbled and it all came back to me. I’d been more than three sheets to the wind at that point, but I remember Jack. The handsome, charming twin brother of my father-in-law. “Shit. How could I have forgotten? When the doctor asked if it was possible, I said no.”

Jasper wrapped an arm around my waist. “You were so drunk that night. Kinky, too,” he purred, reminding me of a night that will be forever burned in my mind.

“Well, I guess there’s a possibility I’ll be naming two babies in about seven months.” That thought terrified me, but I was too happy to worry about it. Between the three of us and six grandparents, we would be all right.

“Wrong. If we have twins, I definitely get to name one,” Jasper insisted.

“Middle name,” I shot back, knowing how much he loved a good negotiation.

“Both middle names?”

I sighed and looked up at Bryce, who grinned at us both like we were crazy. “Deal.”

And that was exactly how our crazy life worked. We negotiated everything to make sure no one felt bullied or ganged up on. Some decisions, like buying a house, took three times as long. One on one time had to be scheduled, but we made it work.

I never could’ve imagined that running into Jasper and Bryce that night when I was in a Christmas funk would have brought me to this moment. Standing on a beach in Bali with the loves of my life and a baby on the way.

Just when I thought the day couldn’t get more perfect, the universe stepped in to remind me what I’d been missing.

Christmas fireworks.

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~ T H E ~ E N D ~

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