“And your best friends, your everything,” Ryder finishes. “Will you be ours?”
“Yes! Oh my god, I never really thought it was possible to marry.”
“We’ll figure it out. Even if one of us officially marries you on paper. It doesn’t matter; we just want you to know these rings are our promise to you.”
“What about you?”
Ryder smiles down at me, the look pure devilish yet sweet. “We thought about that.”
All three stand and pull another ring from their pockets. “Would you like to do the honors?”
Each of them slip their ring over my finger, and trembling, I do the same for them.
“I thought my life could not get any happier.” I launch myself at them. All three catch me gently, and I don’t know who I’m kissing first but we stay like that for several seconds.
They pull me to the bed and strip away my gown and make fast work of ditching their crisp shirts and pants. All three are gloriously naked, their thick cocks dripping with pre-cum. Arms wrap me up and pull me against warm bodies, and together we all fall into the bed. Hands roam, lips kiss, and hungry tongues leave not an inch of my body untasted.
“We plan on having our bride-to-be all night and come morning we’ll whisk you away to the cabin and make the best Christmas dinner,” Atlas promises and then slowly sinks his throbbing length into me. His weight is a delicious pressure over top of mine.
I cry out in pleasure, and then he’s gone, quickly replaced by the next man and the next.
All three make love to me all night long. I take them deeper inside my body, my heart...my soul. They are the reason I breathe, and I will spend the rest of my life loving them as hard as they love me. I’m so blessed Atlas found his way through the darkness of his thoughts. They thought their kind of love was shameful, unacceptable. Turns out they were wrong. Once they opened their minds, accepted their way, and allowed me in, we all found an untapped wealth of love.
My heart swells. Another mouth grabs mine and I kiss my lover, my friend, and feed every ounce of devotion I hold inside me into our connection.
Last Christmas I planned on walking away. Turns out the only walking I’ll be doing is down the aisle.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I send up a silent prayer of gratitude. I’m blessed with the love of three men and a baby to share between us. To raise and love together as a large, happy family.
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