Page 83 of Theirs to Treasure
Yesterday, however, we had a battle that he’d won when he overrode my decision to make dinner. Ignoring my protests, he’d swept me from my feet and carried me up to the bed, saying I was being stubborn by refusing to admit how tired I was.
He was right. But as he slipped off my shoes, rubbed my feet, and ordered takeout, I had to admit that he wasn’t always wrong about what was best for me.
As I watch, Zev fills three champagne glasses with sparkling cider. And because it’s a mild evening, the three of us wander outside as twilight yields to night.
“That ceremony couldn’t have been more perfect,” I tell Zev after a toast. “Thank you for suggesting it.” Would we be together if it wasn’t for him? “Altair did a great job.”
The two men exchange glances.
Suspiciously I ask, “What?”
“You don’t know who he is.”
I frown at Forrest. “A Titan?” We’ve had that discussion, and they both admitted their membership in the Zeta Society, though they haven’t provided many details.
“He owns a BDSM club in downtown Houston.”
“Oh?” I would have never guessed. Except… I remember my strange urge to curtsy the first time we’d met.“Oh?”
“It’s someplace we’d like to consider taking you sometime in the future,” Zev says.
Sex with them is amazing. And if they have ways to make it even more spectacular, I’m open to considering it. Then I narrow my eyes at Forrest. “Is this your way of getting to boss me around?”
“Absolutely not.” He captures my chin. “It would only be about your pleasure.”
His seductive words and stare turn me on.
That moment, a shooting star streaks across the sky, and I’m taken back to that night on the terrace in Las Vegas where I’d made a wish to be as happy for the rest of my life as I was in that moment.
Sipping my cider, I look at my men.
My wish has definitely come true.
I place my glass on a nearby table, kiss each of them, and then grin as I reach for their cocks. “Since my needs are always of utmost importance, let me be very, very clear, gentlemen.” I tighten my grip a little, and they both give me their complete and full attention. “I’m ready for another honeymoon.”
“Oh yes,” Zev purrs.
Forrest takes over, removing my hand and carrying me up the stairs.
In our bedroom, our clothes land in discarded heaps on the floor.
When I’m bare to them, Zev captures my mouth, and Forrest parts my legs to lick my clit. Then he lifts his head to ensnare my gaze. “I love you, precious Harper.”
I’m not sure if I say the words back because my scream is swallowed by Zev’s possessive mouth.
It’s then that I realize one more truth.
I’m now happier than I was during that magical moment so long ago.
Our future will only get brighter from here.
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