Epilogue
***Autumn***
“Putthedamndrink down, Mom. God, you’re embarrassing me.” Mom came back on the phone with me and sighed. “Sorry, honey, but Granny Lane is acting like a complete lunatic.”
I finished putting on my lipstick and looked at my reflection in the mirror once more. I hadn’t cut my hair since before the baby was born, but that morning, I’d gone out and spent the day getting refreshed. At least, that’s what the salon coordinator called it. “What’s she doing?”
“Oh, the norm. Getting wasted and trying to sneak into the bathroom with whatever random old man she can find.” Mom laughed suddenly. “Oh, lord. She just accidentally drank the worm!”
I could hear Granny Lane cackling in the background, and it pleased my heart to know she was having the time of her life. “Should you go get her?”
Mom scoffed. “No way. I’m sitting at the bar and someone just offered me an edible cookie. Like all cookies aren’t edible.”
My eyes went wide. “Mom… Did you already eat the cookie?”
She spoke around the cookie, from the sounds of it. “I’m eating it now! It’s a little different from what we’re used to in Montauk, honey. Almost earthy.”
I palmed my forehead and shook my head. “Just stay close to your room tonight, Mom.”
“Great, honey! I will. I have to go! I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”
I grinned and said my goodbyes before hanging up. My mom was about to be high out of her mind and my grandma was apparently molesting men in bathrooms. The seemed right.
I shoved my phone in my purse and put it under the back seat of the car. My outfit didn’t allow for a purse. Stepping out, I looked around and smiled when I saw the name on the sign.
Zeke’s new restaurant was opening the next night, and I was there for a sneak-peek. He’d been working so hard on it that I’d barely seen him for weeks. Seasons was almost at the finish line, though. I thought of the little girl at home, sleeping through the night like a perfect angel. Summer.
I’d been outvoted on her name. Between the guys and Mom and Granny Lane, Summer Lane Phoenix had won the battle. With Summer and me, Autumn, Zeke thought the name Seasons was right. It would be a farm-to-table restaurant, with in-season fruits and vegetables being big on the menu.
I wrapped my coat tighter around my body and hurried inside. I was excited to see my men after a long day of pampering. “Honies, I’m home!”
The security that remained, even after Stacy had been charged and sent away to rehab to get better, were the only men around. I smiled at Igor, the newest lead on the team.
“Where are they?”
He grinned back at me and pointed into the kitchen.
I walked closer to him and smiled even sweeter. “Do you think you and Hank could maybe wait outside for a while?”
Igor, the best guy ever, chuckled and nodded. “Anything for you, Ms. Autumn.”
“Is there anyone else here?”
He shook his head. “Just the three men of the house.”
Patting his cheek, I backed away. “Don’t let anyone in, okay? You’re the best, Igor.”
I could still hear him chuckling as he pulled Hank out of the building. It was strange that I had help arranging my sexcapades from the security, but life was busy, and it wasn’t always easy to get my men alone. Having Igor help me out as much as possible had been amazing. Summer was also crazy about him.
The closer I got to the kitchen, the clearer I could hear my men. They were talking animatedly about the farm they’d invested in. Con had even started fancying himself a farmer. I especially fancied it when he came in from being at the farm and was sweaty and dirty. Apparently, I had a farmer fantasy, one that Con was happy to bring to life.
I stepped out of my jacket and tossed it over one of the tables before checking myself out one more time. It was the first time I’d dressed up in sexy lingerie since before Summer was born. Normally, it seemed pointless when the guys got me naked so fast, but I had a feeling they were going to appreciate the lingerie I had on that night. Pushing open the door to the kitchen, I walked in and posed. “Well, what’s a girl got to do to get some attention around here?”
Griff spotted me first, his eyes going wide. “Fucking hell.”
Zeke turned and whistled as he looked me over. Walking to me and lifting me into his arms, he grinned. “You just walked in on three starving men, little lady. What are we going to do with you?”
Con shoved their paperwork off the counter and patted the top of the steel workbench. “I have an idea. It’s been too long.”
I bit back a cry at feeling the cold steel under my back, but I knew from experience it would be warm soon. Arching my back and stretching out across the table, I looked up at Griff while licking my lips. “Well, Mr. Phoenix?”
Leaning down, one hand braced on either side of my head, Griff growled against my ear. “Do you have any idea how crazy it makes me that you strolled into this place with barely anything on? I want to turn you over and spank your ass red before making you scream for me. But you do know that, don’t you? Such a little tease.”
Con stroked his hands up my legs and spread them wide, revealing that the tiny panties I wore were crotchless. He groaned and ran his fingers over my lips. “She’s already dripping wet.”
“Did you come here tonight hoping to get fucked in our new kitchen, baby?” Zeke ran his hands over my bare breasts, cupped in the frame of a bra with none of the hindrance of the fabric cups, and stroked my nipples. “You’re the best distraction ever.”
“Does that mean you’re going to fuck me?” Looking back up at Griff, I reached over my head to take his belt buckle off. “Please?”
Con wasted no time. He pressed his mouth into my core and started licking me from top to bottom, taking his time. “Missed you.”
I moaned and looked down at him, watching as he looked up at me, smiling lazily before going back to work. My heart lurched as Griff cupped my chin and kissed me deeply. Teasing me with his tongue, he only stopped to lean up and meet my lusty gaze.
“Tell us what you want, sweetheart.”
It was hard when Con spread my legs so far apart that my knees touched the table and stroked his fingers into me, two and then three together. I writhed on the table, already losing the control I sillily thought I’d keep for a while. “All three of you. Need all three.”
Griff growled and slipped his thumb into my mouth, letting me suck it while he watched his brother take my clit into his. “I’m going to take your pretty little mouth tonight, sweetheart. Con’s going to fuck that tight little pussy that he’s working so hard for, and Zeke is going to take your ass. And we’re all going to fuck you until you drench us with your come. You want that? You missed being ours like this?”
I nodded around his thumb, sucking hard on it and teasing it with my tongue. He was right. I was a tease for them. I couldn’t help it. I wanted them morning, noon, and night.
Con and Zeke took just long enough to get my body ready for them both, and then they filled me with their cocks. I twisted over so I could take Griff in my mouth, and then we moved. We’d perfected our rhythm, fucking like it was a symphony. I loved sex with each of my men, but there was something so hot about them all three taking me together that I’d never tire of.
I held on to Griff’s hips as he pumped my mouth up and down his shaft just the way he liked, not stopping when I orgasmed the first two times. He worked me through it, pushing me to the edge of my sanity and then holding me there. The sensation of having every part of me filled with the three men who loved me most in the world was too good. As another, bigger orgasm built, I could feel them getting closer, too.
And then, like they somehow always managed to do, they each buried themselves as deep in me as they could go and came hard. The sensation was everything I needed to come, but then Con reached down and rolled my clit between his fingers, sending me flying over the edge. Knowing just how to work my body, they each pumped into me a few more times until I screamed and made a mess of the new kitchen.
Only when we were each coming down from our orgasms did anyone speak. We were all worn out, but there was still excitement in the air. The restaurant. I still needed to see it.
When I mentioned it, though, Zeke laughed. “I think we should clean you up first.”
I looked down at my body, at where both of the twins were still in me, and then up at Griff. “I’ll get cleaned up now, but I want to get dirty again when we get home. I’ve missed you three idiots this week.”
Griff stroked his hand over my throat and nodded. “You don’t have a choice. You’re ours this weekend. The kids are with Jenny until Sunday night. The only time you’re putting clothes on this weekend is when we come to the opening to make an appearance. Aside from that, no clothes for you.”
I shivered, making both Con and Zeke groan. “I love you three idiots. Especially when you spend an entire weekend pleasing me.”
Zeke slapped my ass and wagged his brows at me. “I love you.”
Con groaned again. “I love you. Enough to get smashed at the bottom of this pile. Get off, Zeke.”
“If you think I’m moving, you’re an even bigger idiot than I thought.”
Griff easily grabbed me and pulled me out from between them, leaving them scrambling to not bump into each other. Smiling at me, he wiped my mouth and put me down on the counter. “I love you, sweetheart. But if you march around in this getup, I’m going to fire all of the men on our security team and replace them with more women.”
I giggled. “I didn’t come in like this, you fool. I had a jacket on.”
Con sat up. “The tan one with the tie?”
I nodded, impressed that they knew my clothing that well.
Zeke shook his head and started getting dressed. “I’m going to fire whoever was out there. That jacket hides nothing.”
Griff grabbed for his pants, but I slipped to my knees in front of him with a big smile on my face. “As much as I love when you assholes get all protective and barbaric, I have other plans for tonight.”
Zeke swore as he watched me. “I will never understand why it’s so hot to watch her do that to someone who isn’t me.”
I batted my eyelashes at Griff as I took him deep, knowing I was driving him crazy. Teasing them was my favorite game, and Griff was my favorite to tease.
Like he knew what I was doing, though, he pulled me up and bent me over the workstation. Bringing his hand down on my ass, he growled low in his throat as he watched me arch into his hand. “Should we tell her?”
Con moved to the other side of the station with Zeke and nodded. “I don’t want to wait, either.”
I wiggled and was rewarded with Griff sliding inside me. Moaning, I reached forward and grabbed Con’s hand. “What is it?”
Griff nipped my shoulder and cupped my chin, lifting it so I could see Zeke grabbing something from his pants. “Watch him, sweetheart.”
Pulling open a ring box, Zeke pushed it towards me and laughed at the shocked expression on my face. “Marry us, baby.”
I stared at the ring, noticed the triple bands, and nodded so fast my hair went flying. “Yes, yes! Yes!”
Griff growled and lifted his hand from my clit. “That last yes was for me, you know. The biggest yes.”
Zeke and Con rolled their eyes, but I was too far gone to be sassy. I stood up and wrapped my hand behind Griff’s neck to hold on. “Yes, to all of you. Yes, to forever.”
We celebrated that night and through the weekend, skipping the restaurant opening. Only after fully exhausting ourselves did we stop long enough to call my mom and Granny Lane to tell them. Mom was beyond excited. Granny Lane had other things to talk about when she saw me over the camera.
“Another twenty million says you’re knocked up again, you shit. Look at your boobs! They’re coming through the screen like a porno!”
Zeke shook his head. “I’ve lost at least thirty million dollars to that crazy woman. Don’t take the bet.”
“I heard that, you even bigger shit. It’s not my fault you’ve got shit for brains.” Granny Lane winked into the camera and then wagged her brows at him. “Just kidding, Ezekiel; you’re my favorite.”
Griff and Con protested, but I just waved my hands to shut them up. “Are you not listening? She said I’m pregnant again.”
Griff laughed. “Sweetheart, we already knew that. You tossed a plant at me last week. And she’s right. Your boobs are really looking like all of my favorite teenage posters.”
I smacked him and looked at Con. “You knew, too?”
He grinned. “You threatened to mow my ass down with a snowplow if I didn’t find you chocolate ice cream.”
Zeke nodded. “You did that thing to me that you know I hate. Multiple times.”
I frowned. “If you don’t want me to poke you in the butt when you go up the stairs in front of me, stop going up the stairs in front of me.”
“Yeah, she’s pregnant. She’ll probably start projectile vomiting soon. Enjoy the horny hormones while they last!” Granny Lane looked at something off camera and whistled. “I think I just found my next husband. Bye!”
Mom gasped and jumped up, giving us a view of just her boobs. “Oh, god. I’ve gotta go! We’ll be home soon to help take care of the guys when you lose it!”
I shut the laptop and scowled at my soon-to-be husbands. “I hate all of you, just so you know. You think this is all so funny?”
Griff nodded. “Congratulations, sweetheart. You’re going to be a mom again.”
Feeling sweet again, I curled into his chest and gave Zeke and Con my feet to rub. “Do you think five kids is enough?”
“Um, yeah. They already take up all your attention.” Zeke rubbed my foot without complaint and shook his head. “Is five kids enough? You’re crazy.”
Griff nodded. “Five kids is a lot.”
Con, meanwhile, just grinned. “We don’t even have enough for a basketball team yet.”
Both of his brothers hit him in unison.
I sat there with my men, wondering how I’d gotten so lucky. I was happier than I ever knew was possible, and things just got better. I rolled my new ring around my finger and sighed happily. Who knew that taking a job as a nanny for a couple of rich assholes would turn out so right?
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