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“Absolutely,” I reply, dizzy with need.
Together, they move me into position, and I feel Cassius enter me while Nikhil takes me from behind. My senses are overwhelmed as Damian kneels before me, gently guiding himself into my mouth. We find our rhythm together, their skilled hands and mouths working in tandem to bring me to the brink of pleasure over and over again.
“Annalise, you’re perfect,” Damian murmurs, his gaze locked onto mine as we share this intimate moment.
“Never been happier,” I agree between gasps, my heart swelling with love for these three incredible men who have pledged their lives to me.
As they continue to make love to me, each touch and caress proves a testament to their devotion. Together, we chase the waves of pleasure that crest and break within me until I’m left spent and breathless in their arms, our bodies tangled together in a beautiful mess of love and desire.
EPILOGUE
ANNALISE
One Year Later
Pulse racing, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. A thousand tiny butterflies dance within my stomach as I recognize the woman wearing the snow-white dress before me. Today is my wedding day, and I can’t deny the blend of fear and excitement that fills every corner of my being.
“Annalise, breathe.” Sienna’s voice cuts through my thoughts like a lifeline. She steps up beside me, her warm brown eyes reflecting concern. “You look like you’re about to pass out.”
Isabella appears on my other side, her blue eyes wide and innocent. “Mama, you okay?”
“Of course,” I reply, forcing a smile for their sake. My heart pounds against my chest, but I refuse to let my anxiety consume me. This day is a testament to the love we’ve built, to the unbreakable bond between Nikhil, Damian, Cassius, and me. “Just…a little nervous, that’s all.”
“Totally normal,” Sienna reassures me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and giving me a gentle squeeze. “But remember, you’re not in this alone. We’re all here for you, and those three men waiting at the altar are head over heels in love with you.”
Isabella nods vigorously, her dark curls bouncing around her face. “Yeah, Mama! You look so pretty!”
“Thank you, my sweet girl,” I murmur, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. The simple touch of her skin against mine grounds me, reminding me of the strength I possess.
“Alright, time for some deep breaths,” Sienna suggests, releasing her hold on me and taking a step back. “Inhale slowly, then exhale. Just like that.”
As I follow her instructions, I feel the tension dissipate from my body, replaced by a newfound determination. This is our day, our chance to solidify the unique connection that has brought us together. And I’ll be damned if I let fear hold me back.
“Ready?” Sienna asks, her voice steady and comforting.
“Ready,” I affirm, taking one last look in the mirror before turning to face my future.
My heart pounds as I gather my thoughts, trying to find a moment of peace amidst the whirlwind of emotions. Isabella, sensing my need for comfort, scoops up my three-month-old son and brings him to me. His small face is the perfect blend of Nikhil’s strong features and my own softness.
“Look at this little guy,” Isabella says, her voice filled with love and warmth. “He’s the proof of how strong and amazing you are, Lily.”
I reach out to cradle my baby in my arms, feeling the weight of his tiny body against my chest. As I hold him close, I’m reminded of the strength and resilience that brought me to this day—the fierce love I have for my children and the unshakable bond I share with Nikhil, Damian, and Cassius.
“Hey there, my sweet boy,” I coo softly, pressing my lips to his forehead. The connection between us is palpable, an invisible thread that weaves through every fiber of my being.
“See? You got this,” Isabella reassures me, placing a hand on my forearm. “You’ve faced greater challenges than this, and you’ve always come out stronger. Today is no different.”
She’s right. I feel a surge of determination rise within me, pushing away the last remnants of anxiety. I look down at my son, his innocent eyes brimming with trust, and I know I can do this. I can face whatever comes my way, because I have them—my beautiful family—by my side.
“Thank you, Bella,” I whisper, a tear escaping the corner of my eye. “Your love and support mean everything to me.”
“Always,” she replies, giving me a tight hug before stepping back, allowing me to focus on the task ahead.
Taking a deep breath, I steel myself for the ceremony, drawing strength from the tender connection I share with my son. As we prepare to walk down the aisle, I remind myself that this union is more than just a marriage; it’s the joining of our souls, the merging of our hearts, and the beginning of an incredible journey—one that will be filled with love, passion, and the unbreakable bonds of family.
A whirlwind of laughter and rustling tulle bursts through the door, drawing my attention away from my reflection in the mirror. My twin daughters, Gina and Franny, dash into the room dressed as flower girls, their faces alight with excitement. Their joyful energy immediately lifts my spirits, and I can’t help but smile at the sight of them.
“Mommy, look!” Gina exclaims, twirling around to show off her dress. “I feel like a princess!”
