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"Good girl," he smiles, before filling me again. In two minutes, I'm screaming his name as I come all over his cock. I clamp around it, pushing him into his release, relishing the feel of his heat enveloping and filling me.

Oh, but I'm not done. As Silas moves, Finn closes in, pushing me down on the table as he leaves kisses all over my chest, tummy, the small darkness just above my core. "You belong with us," he says, his voice husky. "Don't ever forget it."

"N—oh my God!" His cock enters me before I can say "never," and his fucking, even at the onset, it so hard and so fast I immediately ascend into another climax. "Caeleb," I call out as I feel Finn's cock burrow in and out. "I need you too."

Caeleb positions himself near the edge of the table, cock to my mouth. I take his length gladly, just as I take Finn's and I took Silas's. They move in a rhythm that I know, that I've somehow always known, because it mirrors my own, just as simple, just as profound.

Our cries fill the room, Caeleb's cock twitching in my mouth as I suck him hard. I roll my tongue over the entire shaft, unaware of anything barring the pure sensory bliss that surrounds and fills me.

Finn leans in, stroking my clit with eager fingers as his cock picks up speed. "God, I love you, I love watching you come for us," he says roughly, slamming into me with all he has.

"Then give it to me," I say. "Give me everything."

He does. I come with a keening cry as his cock spasms before releasing his load in me. At that moment, he withdraws and Caeleb is inside my core, already close to the edge from having been in my mouth seconds before.

"Dear God," I moan, as he takes me hard, holding me firmly in place as his cock thrusts into me.

I'm a mess, but in the most glorious way. I can't imagine anything being better than this, than getting to do life with these three men by my side.

Yes, I think to myself. Yes, this is where I'm meant to be. This is how I was meant to be loved.

I close my eyes as I ride the wave of my umpteenth orgasm, wondering how on earth I got so lucky.

EPILOGUE: EMILY

Sunlight paints the newly restored balcony in buttery warmth, and I take a deep, satisfied breath. The scent of fresh paint mingles with the rich aroma of damp earth and the sweet promise of grapes ripening on the vine.

Below, the vineyard bustles with renewed life. Workers chatter in the rows, their movements deft and purposeful. The dull ache of neglect and financial strain has been replaced by a vibrant hum of hope and determination.

"Look at them," Silas murmurs beside me, his arm snaking around my waist. "You did this, Em. You saved this place."

"We did this," I counter, leaning into his solid warmth. This man, with his quiet strength and unwavering support, has become the foundation of my world. He, along with Caeleb and Finn—the ever-enthusiastic, eternally optimistic Finn with his boundless energy and surprisingly insightful wisdom.

A flash of movement catches my eye. Flora, phone pressed to her ear, strides purposefully across the manicured lawn. A crisp new uniform accents her lean frame and the determination in her eyes rivals the sharp cut of her jawline.

Look at how glorious she is, I muse to myself, a swell of pride warming me from the inside out.

My sister, who'd once been lost in the shadow of everything that threatened to bring us down, has blossomed. She aced that detective sergeant exam, and everyone in town knows she's destined for greater things. She always was, behind all the self-deprecating humor. I'm so, so glad she's come into her own.

"Incoming delivery of smugness, one grumpy detective sergeant," Flora announces, rejoining us on the balcony with a playful salute. She hands me the phone, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

It's Caeleb on the other end. His voice crackles with static, but I can hear the smile in it. "Latest shipment of samples arrived. Figured you'd want to give ‘em a try. Also, I have a certain little man here who's demanding to know when 'bonus mommy' is coming to visit."

My heart melts a little each time Brian calls me that. This bright, inquisitive child, who'd endured so much upheaval, has finally found his place, his haven. It's here in Emberton, in the sprawling mansion overflowing with laughter and love, alongside me. The idea that I get to be a part of his life, a guiding light, fills me with a profound joy I'd never dared to imagine.

"Tell him you guys need to come here right now!" I chirp into the phone, catching Silas's amused grin out of the corner of my eye. "Are you free, though?"

"We're always free for you," Caeleb answers. "Be there in a bit."

As I end the call, another wave of gratitude washes over me.

Flora gives me a once-over. "So?—"

"Bad news?" Silas quirks an eyebrow, sensing the shift in my mood.

"Quite the opposite," I grin as I loop my arm through his, resting my head on his shoulder. "This is probably the best bit of news."

Flora leads us to the room adjacent to the balcony, now transformed from its faded, austere state. The walls glow with a soft, verdant green, a gentle echo of the lush vineyards below. Intricate molding and restored Victorian-era details bring an air of timeless elegance to the space.


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