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Leo dodges him, laughing. “Get your own.” Then he returns those wet fingers under my dress.

Monty lowers into the space on my other side and leans in, grazing his lips along my neck.

There’s a pause, a moment of eye contact. Then he says, “Open your legs.”

Oh shit.

My chest flutters, and my pussy clenches as I part my thighs, stretching the skirt of my dress.

Monty’s lips find mine in a slow, lingering kiss. And his fingers. Those long, skillful fingers join Leo’s, and together, they rub and stroke and sink inside my soaked pussy.

The noise of the crowd, the weight of the past, all of it disappears in the heat of their hands and the taste of their lips as they take turns kissing me.

The orgasm comes swiftly and quietly. With their combined fingers inside me and their thumbs against my clit, they shatter me. I twitch and trap a deep, euphoric moan behind my pinched lips. Lips that Leo tries to pry open with his hot, demanding tongue.

I gasp, and he dives in, his dark laugh vibrating down my throat.

When he pulls back, I catch Monty sucking his fingers clean.

Animals. The whole lot of them.

There’s a fire in his eyes, a promise of more to come. I know that tonight when we’re alone, I’ll be stuffed with so much cock I won’t know which way is up.

Keeping up with the demanding libidos of three virile men is exhausting. And so fucking satisfying.

I’m in a perpetual state of orgasmic bliss.

Leo grabs his glass and raises it to Monty as if their fingers weren’t just buried inside me. “Here’s to surviving another day.”

Monty’s gaze softens as he clinks his glass against Leo’s. “To surviving together.”

My heart swells.

We’re battered and scarred, but we’re here. Happy and safe. No security guards. No pending investigations. We’re no longer surviving.

We’re living.

Dr. Rhett Howell is considered missing as the authorities continue to search for his body. They believe his plane crashed in the Interior, a trail that Oliver and Monty set into place. People go missing in Alaska all the time. Sometimes, they’re never found.

Rhett, Doyle, Sirena, Alvis, Thea, Denver…they’re all gone, never to be seen again.

I returned to my job at the hospital. Kody, Leo, and Monty have their businesses.

And Wolf…

My gaze shifts back to him at the bar.

Surrounded by a crowd of women, all hanging on his every word, he thrives on the attention, handling it with charm and aloofness that captivates.

A tall, statuesque blonde leans in close, her hand brushing his arm as she laughs at something he says. He gives her a crooked smile and leans back just enough to create a tantalizing distance between them.

It’s a game to him, this flirtation, and he’s playing it expertly, drawing them in without committing to any of their advances.

Then something shifts. His smile falters for a second, and his gaze drifts past the women, searching for something. Or someone.

When his eyes land on me, our connection fuses with sharp intensity. His playful smirk fades, replaced by something more intense, more raw. For a fleeting moment, I see the vulnerability beneath, the part of him that struggles.

Our stares intertwine, exchanging silent words. A quiet reminder. A need for reassurance. He’s not alone. We see him. We love him.

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