“We are yours, Jessica. And we’re going to prove it to you for the rest of the day.” Nial reached over to wipe the tear from my cheek.
“Again… and again… and again.” Ander would have kept going, but I pressed my fingers to his lips to silence him. I could just imagine what my men had in mind, but I could only feel the delicious need to surrender, to be whatever they needed me to be. There was only one thing for me to say.
“Yes.”
The cheers and applause of the Prillon people faded as I was carried off by my two mates, eager to begin our new life together.
The End