Shameful by May Dawson
Epilogue
Legacy
I wokeup in my parent’s house, in the bed I’d slept in as a child, to the rumble of male voices below. Pushing aside the blankets, I stretched, then padded downstairs in my sleep shorts andtee.
Courage and my father were talking in the kitchen.
“Morning, Legacy.” Dad’s eyes lit up when he saw me, the same way they had since I was a little girl. He was always happy to see me, always proud ofme.
Even if, as it turned out, I wasn’t exactly a goodgirl.
“Hey, Dad.” I hugged him good morning. The kitchen smelled like bacon and black coffee, and I leaned down to look in the oven. Cinnamon buns, my favorite.
“You need a good breakfast before a big day,” Dadsaid.
Courage snorted and put his chin in his hand. He sat at the breakfast bar. “A good breakfast before a big mistake.”
I laughed. I knew Courage was just playing around this time when he pretended my guys weren’t good enough forme.
“As if you aren’t working on your own mistakes,” I teased. Tania and Courage were waiting for Courage to come of age to formally date, but I had a feeling that no matter what happened under the full moon when Courage was old enough, they would find each other.
Courage said, “I’m proud of you, sis. You changed the pack forever.”
“You helped,” I reminded him. “Even if I’m still mad at you for risking your life after I tried sohard—”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Can’t you take your wedding day off from naggingme?”
“Nope.”
Tania just walked into the house right then, and Courage—my big, tough, masculine brother—colored slightly as if he was worried she’d somehow heard us joking around about their relationship. It was adorable, but I decided to be merciful today and not mentionit.
Then Tania and I went upstairs with my mom and she helped us get ready, Tania in the bridesmaid gown she’d picked out and me in my wedding dress.
“Are you going to leave me?” I asked her suddenly.
She stopped in the middle of slipping in an earring and stared at me. “What? Do you mean todayor…”
“Or ever,” I said knowing I sounded pathetic but not caring. She was my best friend. I needed her. “You know you can go anywhere now. Killian will sign off on any adventure you want tohave.”
“I know.” Her gaze was gentle, and I could tell she was choosing her words carefully. “I’m not in any rush to go anywhere. Now that I know I can, I don’t feel trapped. I might stay. But I can’t make any promises.”
“It’s okay. I don’t want you to.” I grabbed her hands. “I’m proud of you. I want you to have your adventure.”
“You definitely had yours.”
“It didn’t feel like an adventure at the time. It felt like a disaster.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s how real adventures usuallygo.”
When we went downstairs, my dad opened the car door for me, and I did my best to fit into the back of our car with my wedding dress. We drove to the alpha’s house.
Killian’s house.
Myhouse.
On the vast green lawn where Cyrus had addressed us before he sent us to find our mates, there was a long white carpet and an arch of flowers. The rows of chairs were filled by our pack, and smiling faces turned toward us. I felt a glow of pride looking over ourpack.
Music played as my parents walked me down the aisle, my arms looped through both of theirs.
My three men waited for me at the end of the aisle. Killian led the pack, but he wanted to make it clear they were all equals in our marriage. I was proud of him. He and West and Rhett had decided to love each other like brothers…even if they’d had some things to work through to get there.
West stared at me as if he couldn’t get enough of seeing me, and it made me smile.
“Our beautiful bride,” Rhett said fondly.
We each said our vows in turn, and they each slipped one band on my finger at a time until I had three stacked rings; one with a diamond, and two pave diamond bands, all three fitting together perfectly.
The night was full of fun and celebration, but I was glad to finally escape into the house. I’d been working on re-decorating it, making it our own. But I was heading back to school in the fall, so I wouldn’t have much longer to focus on the house.
Rhett wanted to see the world because he’d been stuck on Reject Island so long. West wanted to stay home. But he and Killian had agreed to a three-week honeymoon tour of Europe. We were going to sail the Mediterranean and I had plans to drag them into a series of museums no matter how surly they would get about it. And of course, we’d also fuck our way across the European continent. I was pretty excited about all ofit.
But for tonight, I ignored the half-packed suitcases in the master bedroom. Our bedroom had been my top priority to remodel. There was one big California king bed in herenow.
The guys went to work together, unstrapping my heels and helping me step out of them, unzipping my dress and sliding it down my body, pulling the pins out of myhair.
That brought an abrupt stop to the sexy moment. “How many pins are there?” Rhett demanded, throwing a thirtieth bobby pin onto the vanity.
“I don’t care what your hair looks like,” Killian growled. “I just wantyou.”
“I want you too,” I said softly. “All three ofyou.”
He caught my bra strap with one hand and used it to pull me close, before he slid one strap down my shoulder. Rhett unhooked my bra from behind, and the straps slid down my arms, revealing my breasts. Killian knelt, his mouth enveloping my nipple, his tongue teasing against my breast.
Rhett swept my hair to one side to press kisses to my naked shoulder, and West’s hand slid down my lower belly, teasing over my thighs until he found the seam between my thighs. My breath hitched at having the attention of all three of them at once, at the way pleasure seemed to surround me. Sometimes it was hard to tell who was even doing what, I just got so lost in having all three of them adoreme.
West inched my underwear down my thighs, and Killian—still kneading my nipple with his skillful tongue—pulled them the rest of the way down, then switched to lap the other nipple. Rhett pressed against my back, his cock hard against my ass. Killian rose and captured my lips with his, his cock pressing against my abs, his hands firm on my hips. Meanwhile, West’s fingers found my clit and began to form a rhythm that made my hipssway.
Soon, the four of us found ourselves on the bed. Killian ordered us around, laying down on the bed himself and having me straddle him. Rhett smirked at Killian’s bossiness, but I liked the way Killian’s eyes smoldered when we obeyed, and even Rhett didn’t seem tomind.
West came behind me, still massaging my clit as I began to ride Killian’s cock. Then Killian told me to take Rhett in my mouth, and I leaned forward over his face—stopping to kiss him—so I could swirl my tongue around Rhett’s tip. I took him into my mouth, loving the way Rhett’s eyes closed when I pleasuredhim.
West entered me from behind, his hand on my hip, fingers pressing into my skin as he drew against me. His hard abs met my lower back as he filled me. The three of them filled me entirely, completely. For a few seconds I waited, catching my breath, then I began to move and the three of them moved with me. I rode Killian’s cock until I came hard, shuddering around the two of them. Killian moaned as he came with me, and Rhett exploded in my mouth. West gasped in my ear, undone for once, as hecame.
I finally collapsed and the three of them collapsed with me. For now. I knew we’d be up much of the night, given that we had a first-class flight to Paris first thing in the morning.
These men weren’t the happy ending I’d expected to find. I hadn’t been able to imagine them, this life, a yearago.
But instead of getting what I wanted, I’d found what I needed.
Maybe the best happy endings always surpriseus.