Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 90887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
"You guys still haven't thanked me for setting up the game," Dex says, resting his hand on my back.
I turn and smile as Noah yanks my yoga pants over my hips. "Thank you, baby," I say. "But I know a better way to show you than with words." I incline my head, motioning for him to take a position in front of me. When he retrieves his cock, I don't hesitate to take it into my mouth, knowing how good he tastes, and how big and powerful he feels.
What happens next feels different from the first time we all came together. The intensity is still there, but in front of it is laughter and affection, bubbling happiness, and relief that this won't be the last time I'm with them and they're with me.
There’s so much tenderness in their touch and so much awe in their eyes. We move like our bodies were always meant to find each other. We slip into another time where kink and experimentation are set aside for something greater.
Love.
It's the start of something amazing—the start of a new life.
The one where Kyla, two-point-zero, gets a harem of eight men who want her, who love her and will be there to keep all the dark shadows at bay.
I don't know what I've done in a past life to deserve it. All I know is I'm going to spend the rest of this life working to make our relationship the best it can be.
And as I bask in the afterglow of our reunion, surrounded by eight gorgeous, inked men, sticky and exhausted from our passion, I know they will do the same.
EPILOGUE
KYLA
I arrange to meet Luna at the Daily Grind for a drink before she braves her first tattoo appointment. She’s left her baby at home with his fathers, except for Asher. He’s accompanied her, along with six huge bodyguards who take up the two tables on either side of us and stand like two sentries outside the door. Asher stays outside, respecting the fact that Luna needs time to catch up with girlfriends every so often. The fact that Luna refers to me as her girlfriend has me blushing with happiness.
My old boss doesn’t look happy to see me, or to have half her coffee shop taken up by nonpaying customers, but I couldn’t care less. It feels satisfyingly like a small payback for the months I suffered working here.
When I tell Luna everything that’s happened over the past few months, she slaps the table with the flat of her palm, disrupting the pot holding paper packets of sweetener and sugar. “What did I tell you? I knew it was going to happen. I just knew it. All you had to do was manifest what you wanted.”
“I don’t think I was very good at that part,” I say. “I mean, I thought about what I wanted, but then spent most of my time telling myself that it could never happen.
“Mmmm.” Luna rests her chin in her hands and gazes at me across the table. With her wide green eyes and super-long lashes, it’s like being stared at by a mythical creature. I guess she is, in a way—a girl who used to be ordinary but is now part of the celebrity world. “I still think you played a part in it. If you hadn’t have agreed to the game, none of it would have happened.”
“That sounds kind of passive for involvement,” I smile. “I wish I could say that I’m a seize-the-day kind of person, but I’m just not.”
“Maybe you are sometimes,” Luna says. “What about how you got the job at Ink Factor in the first place? You seized that day.”
“Out of desperation! I mean, look at the face on that woman. She could wither a new bloom with one stare.”
“But you still took an opportunity that started it all.”
“I guess. You know, maybe this wasn’t my situation to manifest. Maybe, that was the role of my inked eight?”
“You could be right. I mean, it was Dex who came up with the idea and Nash who saw how happy everyone was and came up with a plan to make it permanent. They saw the girl they wanted, and they made it happen. That’s manifestation alright.”
“So, what are you manifesting right now?” I ask her, expecting to hear a ton of really dynamic goals.
“Just happiness in my day-to-day life, and time to have another baby. I love being a mom, and I love the simplicity of our everyday lives. All I ever wanted when I was growing up was a happy family, and I’ll never lose sight of that, no matter how many other opportunities come my way.”
“That’s awesome,” I say. “I’m not ready for the children part just yet, but one day, I know all my men will make great fathers.”