Endless: Epilogue

SIX MONTHS LATER

“This is more complicated than I thought it would be,” I said quietly, tired and trying not to make anyone laugh.

“Worth it.” Vaughn snuck a kiss right over his bite mark, and I whined. “Sorry not sorry.”

“We’re going to have to finish this another time if you all keep sneaking touches like this.”

The camera clicked, and Janet laughed. “Not a bad idea, actually. We’ve got plenty of good shots, but I’m tired, you’re tired and… other things. We can always do this again. It was fun.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. I love shooting you, Isolde. In the photographic sense only.”

We laughed, but the guys didn’t move, because I was bound in rope and absolutely nothing else. “I appreciate it.”

Janet shouldered her bag and saluted us. “You know the drill, Hawk.”

“Wash the sheets, lock the door,” he called before the front closed.

“Thank fuck,” Rowan said. His head dropped to my breasts, pushed out and up by the harness Cade put on me. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. “I’ll happily do this again, little flower, but I need you to know, it’s torture.”

I laughed, breathless. “You think I don’t know? There are five of you and you’re all horny as fuck.”

“And you’re tied up at our mercy. Imagine everything we can do.”

Oh, I had. This wasn’t the first time I’d been tied up naked with the five of them. Not even close. If they had it their way I was tied up once a week. A few days ago Cade suspended me in his rope studio, murmuring words in my ear and keeping watch while the others took turns fucking me.

“I think I’m done with rope today,” I whispered. “Please.”

Cade kissed my shoulder and began untying the ropes in that way he had. Firm and deliberate, still making me feel held even though he was unraveling his work. “I’ll compromise with you, princess.”

“How?”

“I’ll show you.”

I sank onto the bed little by little as he untied me, sprawled between Rowan and Vaughn, Joel looking down at me, and Hawk across the room, watching. He stroked his cock, eyes full of fire.

“Gonna stay over there?”

He smirked. “Maybe. Maybe I’ll fuck my own hand until I’m ready to give my baby girl exactly what she wants.”

My limbs came free, and I stretched, feeling both blissful and horny at the same time. “And what’s that?”

“A taste.”

A film of need dropped over my eyes. Perfume filled the room so quickly that Hawk laughed in victory. He strode over, hand still on his cock. “I need one thing first.” His fingers between my legs found the slick his words and hours of taking sexy photos of them had created. That wetness now coated his palm as he fucked his own hand.

“That has no right being that hot.” I sat up and Cade met me, mischief in his eyes. “What were you saying?”

He held up a pair of handcuffs we’d used earlier in the shoot. “Compromise. No ropes, but no hands either.”

“Why?”

Leaning down, he captured one wrist, slipping the metal around and locking it tight before kissing me. “Because you like it.”

Fuck me, I did.

“And because being restrained makes our Omega’s cunt even wetter, and we need it as wet as possible. We have another picture we want to take.” Cade lifted me and turned me over, dropping me across Rowan’s chest before trapping my hands behind my back and cuffing them in place.

No time was wasted. Rowan thrust into me almost too quickly because I was so wet. “What picture?” My voice was nothing more than a moan.

“You’ll see.” Cade came around the bed and took my face in his hands. “Do you trust us?”

“Yes.”

Cool liquid on my ass followed my response. Vaughn slid his palm down my spine. “Gonna need a lot of this, sweetheart. But I think you’re going to like it.”

I couldn’t even breathe. I knew what was coming, and the incredible stretch and pleasure of Vaughn pushing into my ass, one piercing at a time. We didn’t do this as often, but I loved it when we did.

Joel appeared in front of me and I was already opening my mouth. Every part of me was stretched. My lips around Joel’s cock, my arms where Vaughn pulled on the handcuffs. My pussy and ass from their cocks.

Time disappeared. It did when they fucked me like this, surrendering to the pleasure they could bring me. And they did. They didn’t care how long it took for me to get off, they just cared that I did. To both their surprise and mine, once they took me past my first couple of orgasms, it was almost harder for me to stop.

A new sensation. Another thickness in my pussy along with more lube. I froze, realizing exactly what was happening.

Joel pulled out of my mouth and crouched down. “Are you okay with this?”

“Can I do it?” I honestly wasn’t sure. Taking four of them like this added heat to the building fire in my body, but we’d never done this.

He smiled. “Yes, I think you can.”

“I’ll try.”

Kissing my forehead, he breathed the words, “Good girl,” before cupping my jaw and filling my mouth once more, no longer holding back. Rowan played with my tits, sucking and squeezing them while Joel took my throat, and the others…

Cade eased in, and in, and in, and holy fuck three of them were fucking me at one time. I couldn’t move or breathe or even think. The only thing possible was to feel and take it.

Pleasure and emotion rose all at once, sweeping me away on the tide they’d been building since we walked into this studio. I loved them. So much. They were here with me, feeling my pleasure as much as I felt theirs, and it helped. Drove me higher and held me longer.

With Joel between my lips my only sounds were moans, but I did. There was no way to keep quiet with the way this felt.

Joel came first, filling my mouth with the flavor I craved. I had tried bourbon infused with cardamom now, and it still didn’t compare to him. His knot pressed my lips as he pushed in one last time, groaning.

“Open, baby girl.”

I did, just in time for sugar to hit my tongue. Hawk stroked himself as he came on my tongue, making sure I missed none of it. “Show me before you swallow.”

The dark words had me lifting my eyes to his, and the phone pointed at me.

We have another picture we want to take.

Hawk took pictures of me impaled on the four of them. Oh fuck. I swallowed Hawk’s orgasm while another of my own took me. I wasn’t upright anymore, Rowan holding me to his chest.

Somewhere I felt Cade come, and then Vaughn. Rowan held me tight and fucked me hard after they pulled away, taking me the way he liked—with me boneless, at his mercy, and wanting every second of it.

His knot locked inside me, and my eyes closed, savoring the lingering bliss shivering through my veins. Cade unlocked my wrists, allowing me to cling to Rowan while the others cleaned up both themselves and the studio.

“Still breathing, little flower?”

“Barely.”

He chuckled, purr starting beneath it. My body relaxed into his. More than just the purr, knowing I didn’t have to move. They would have everything done by the time Rowan’s knot released us.

Even then, I still wanted to be held. After sex so intense, I wanted to be with them, my Omega needing her pack. They knew. There was never a point when I wasn’t touched, even on the ride home.

Vaughn brought me to the couch and collapsed there with me. I stretched and curled into his side sleepily. “I should work on commissions, but I need a nap first.”

“You really have to work today?”

I snorted into his shirt. “I still have clients, even though some Alphas decided everyone should take the day off. No idea who.”

Rowan sat down on my other side. “Open.”

Chocolate and caramel seeped onto my tongue. “Mmm. Normal or fun?”

“Fun.” He smirked, and I rolled my eyes.

That was one way to make sure I took the rest of the day off.

I hadn’t wanted to go back to an office full time, but I didn’t want to bartend either. Instead, I’d started designing freelance. So far it was going well. Everyone from my family to my pack pretended they weren’t recommending me whenever they could, but I didn’t mind. Those jobs were now bringing real word-of-mouth clients.

Hawk’s phone rang in the kitchen, a ringtone all of us knew. “Don’t answer it,” we all said when we saw him reaching.

Dad helped Hawk get connected to the music industry in a way he’d never been before, but we’d had to put boundaries in place for his manager. So many people wanted to work with him, he would run himself ragged if we let him. So we didn’t.

“Not until tomorrow.” He made a show of putting his phone in the little bucket we made just for him.

“No fucking way.” Vaughn stared at his phone.

“What?”

He turned the screen toward me. I gasped. Beau was on a video, being led out of what used to be our house, in handcuffs. “What the fuck?”

We passed the phone around. As soon as he saw it, Joel laughed. “At Ellie’s wedding we asked your dad if we could help make sure Beau stayed gone. He said he had it handled. Looks like he did.”

I read the story when the phone came back. Beau had been up to a lot more shady shit than just being an ass and ruining relationships. Most of it was financial, which made sense. If he could take the easy way to do something he would.

“Good riddance.”

“Cheers to that,” Cade called from the kitchen, lifting a beer in his hand.

I looked at Hawk. “Before you banish your phone entirely for the night, can I see them?”

“Absolutely.”

Hawk wasn’t the only one crowding around me to see his phone screen. And the pictures…

Holy fuck.

The lighting in the studio had still been set from our pictures with Janet, so it was dramatic and gorgeous where it could have been unflattering.

The pictures were obscene in the best way. I was stuffed with all of them, clearly so blissed out I didn’t know my own name. And in the foreground, dimly lit, Hawk’s hard cock slick with my arousal and his precum.

Even the picture of me looking up at him, mouth open, eyes dazed, was great. And these weren’t even the ones Janet took. “Wow.”

“Not bad, if I do say so myself.”

“I love them,” I said. “But we are not printing those.”

“Aww,” Vaughn pulled me into his lap. “What about for the nest?”

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, let’s hang pictures in the room made of pillows.”

“I vote we cover the hallway to the nest bathroom with naughty pictures.” Hawk put his phone back in jail.

Cade nodded. “Seconded.”

“And if people come over?” I asked.

Rowan smiled. “There are doors. With locks.”

“Ugh, fine.” I flopped back onto Vaughn dramatically, but I was smiling. They really were good pictures, and all the ones Janet took would be just as good, if not better. It would be fun to have a wall just for us that we could continue to update.

It was cold out, or as cold as it could get in Clarity, even in the winter. But since they were determined not to let me work…

“Can we have a fire outside?”

Joel stood, already moving. “A fire sounds good.”

“With hot chocolate. The good kind.”

“As if I would let the bad kind enter this house,” Rowan acted like I’d stabbed him in the heart before heading to the kitchen.

In less than ten minutes we were outside, warming our hands with mugs and the growing flames.

The moment crept on me, the familiar feeling of peace and happiness I’d had since they became mine.

“What are you thinking about, baby girl?”

Hawk loved to ask me that since the wedding, and my answer was always the same. “Nothing. Everything.”

They laughed, and I laughed with them.

Firelight glinted off my ring. Every time I saw it I was swept back, and I couldn’t let it pass. “I love you.”

The men I called home smiled. Rumbling purrs and the crackle of flames nearly drowned out the whispers of three perfect little words.

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