Epilogue
The weekend came and went, and I helped all the guys get settled into the house. Parking our cars was going to be a bitch, but we had time to figure that out. The Wolf brothers simply wanted to build another garage, and for the first time, I was actually on their side.
So, Terry made the call, and Monday morning I woke up to the sounds of construction workers calling to one another across the site.
I stayed in bed most of the day, simply losing myself in the luxurious sheets. All the men came in eventually to check on me, with Kyle and Kevin bringing me lunch from town. Apparently the Wolf brothers had hired a permanent chef to cook our dinners for us, which meant another family dinner around the table tonight.
The menu that evening consisted of roasted duck with a mild pepper jam sauce along with roasted vegetables and garlic mashed potatoes. The meal was delicious, all of us humming our gratitude to the chef as we stuffed ourselves full. Each of us had a wine glass filled to the brim with decadent white wine, and as I looked around the table at all the guys laughing and carrying on, I felt my heart leap with joy.
I had the family I’d always wanted.
I studied their faces as they each regaled one another with stories from their days. Kyle and Kevin talked about their patients while Cole and Cameron talked to the guys about sports. Their tangents and promises of getting everyone front row tickets were met with whoops and hollers, and all the while I quietly watched. I sipped on my white wine as someone carried my plate away. Liam and Logan talked about the firehouse, how they wanted to bring all the guys over and have some sort of cookout.
I thought it was a wonderful idea and quickly sounded in with my opinion.
“We’d have to get a grill, I think, unless you guys have one. But we might need a bigger one anyway that can pump out meat for a crowd.”
All the men slowly settled their gazes on me as my face flushed. I’d only just realized what I’d said, and I giggled as I shook my head.
“Settle down, boys. I just think the cookout is a good idea. Heaven knows we’ve got the room to host it.”
“I could take a peek at the hot tub and see if it’s up and running,” Terry said.
“And if you guys wanted to wait until the spring, we could get the pool up and running,” Tony said.
“Won’t matter. The pool is heated,” Terry said.
“The pool’s heated?” Tony asked.
“Well, the inside part of the pool is, yes. Remember? It’s that dual indoor-outdoor thing,” Terry said.
“Wait. There’s a pool? And a hot tub?”
All the men whipped their gazes back to me before a rumbling chuckle cascaded through all of them. I had yet to venture through half of this massive place, but it seemed as if I still had some more goodies to stumble upon.
“Yes, love,” Terry said, grinning. “There is a pool and a hot tub.”
“Then why in the world are we not using it right now?” I asked.
I watched as the gears turned behind Terry’s eyes. He took his napkin and wiped his lips before tossing it onto the table and throwing back the rest of his wine.
“Give me fifteen minutes to make sure it’s all right,” Terry said.
“Sounds like we’re gonna be having dessert in the hot tub tonight,” Liam said, grinning.
“Who says dessert is a slice of food?” Tony asked. “I figured Lexi would make a nice dish.”
“If I didn’t know you any better, I’d have to say that statement was a bit Hannibal-ish,” I said, grinning.
“If devouring your beautiful pussy is cannibalistic, then color me guilty, darling.”
I shivered at his voice as my mind began to whirl. I watched the men slowly stand up and strip out of their clothes, their pants and shirts falling to the floor. Their cocks were slowly growing, and my eyes widened at the sight. Just before I could react, Terry came back into the room.
“Looks like I’m missing the party,” he said, smiling. “Hot tub’s just fine. Anyone fancy a dip?”
Kyle walked over, his cock glowing with precum and already leaking as he extended his hand. I slid mine into it, feeling electricity rush between us as my nipples puckered underneath my bra. One by one, the men came over and removed a piece of my clothing until I was clad in nothing but my smooth skin while their chiseled muscles taunted me with their lustful cravings.
I loved them. As they ushered me naked down the hallway and toward the hot tub out back, I realized I loved them. It wasn’t the type of love that came with the fear of losing something, or the type of love that came with finding something that connects with you. No, the kind of love I felt for these men was the kind of love you dreamed about as a child, the kind of love that left you breathless and shaking. It was the type of love that would cause someone to dive in front of a bullet or take someone else’s place.
The type of love I felt for all of them would be a love that harnessed me for the rest of my life.
I felt myself be lifted off my feet as Cameron pulled me close to his body. I shivered in the cold winter air until he walked me down into the hot tub. As we sank into the bubbling water, I sighed, my body relaxing instantly against Cameron’s lean, strong chest.
The hands of the others caressed my skin as they floated me around, each taking their turn holding me close and murmuring in my ear how much they loved me.
Yes, the love I felt for these men was a love that would strangle my heart until I could no longer breathe. I smiled as a tear of happiness slowly trickled down my cheek.
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END OF THE FOURTH STORY