Looking down at Fey, now fully healed and handsome as ever, my heart swelled with love for them as my body nearly exploded with my orgasm. I screamed again, which made Fey’s cocky grin take on a life of its own. Not one to be outdone, I rocked harder, emphasizing my pants and moans, yanking Fey along with me.
His face went from cocky to sex-drunk in one second flat, and we came together, crying each other’s names and squeezing whatever skin we touched. Even with his hands cupping and caressing my breasts over the fabric, the electricity between us was palpable.
We rode out the waves, reveling in every pulse of power and lust and heat until we were empty. Finally, finally, we all collapsed in a sweaty heap. I was smiling, already feeling exhaustion creeping in, when Myro whispered, “I love you, Kylie.”
For some reason, instead of reacting like the badass I was, my eyes welled with tears. I looked up at him from where I lay on his chest, smiling so big I thought my face might break.
“I love you too, Myro. And you of course, Fey.” I looked over my shoulder to Fey, who was not to be outdone.
“I’ve loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. You were the only thing that ever made me want to question my people’s way of life. Why did I want a harem, when all I ever needed was you?” He pulled some of my sweat-slick hair off my shoulder, only to replace it with his lips.
He kissed my shoulder, my neck, my head, until those tears were falling and I thought my little human heart might explode from joy. We snuggled even closer together, not caring about our state of undress, or the mess, or anything, really.
All that mattered was being here, with these two men who had changed my life irrevocably. Being with them, knowing we were safe, and that nothing had to change. Ever.
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