by Coralee June
“I’m so close,” Crow cursed before biting my shoulder.
Tomb lifted his cool hands up to knead my breasts. Risk fought against his restraints to touch me, but I didn’t let him go. I wanted him to surrender to bliss as I choked and drooled on his cock.
“Fuck, Wid,” Tomb grunted as his body jolted.
Crow gripped me harder, pounding into my ass without restraint. I coveted the burn of their bodies stretching me, filling me. “You feel so fucking good,” Crow hissed. Each rise of their bodies against mine created filthy, slick, slapping sounds. I was fizzing with an impending orgasm, ready to burst. Risk groaned when the head of his cock bumped the back of my throat.
Faster.
Harder.
The four of us finally came together in a hard and unrelenting detonation. Tomb gave one last squeeze to the heavy flesh of my breasts as his body contracted and released. Crow held onto my hips, his nails digging into my body with greed. Risk ferociously tore free from his restraints with a moan and grabbed the back of my head, holding me down as he shot hot cum down my throat.
I fed and fed on their desire until breaking apart on the three of them. My back arched, my body convulsed. Thrilling bliss burned every cell in my body as I flexed and gushed out an orgasm.
We slowly came down from the high of being together. My webs lowered us to the ground with reverent grace, gently placing our heaving bodies like an offering on the floor.
I shifted positions and rested my head on Tomb’s chest, wrapping my legs around Crow’s body while my hand clasped Risk’s. Our breathing slowed. Our bodies smelled like sex and sweat. We drifted into that safe space of comfort where we knew this was it, this was where we belonged.
My spider purred in my chest as I traced the web of events that led me right here, to this moment. The pain and suffering. The sadness and loss. The exquisite change. All of it brought me this.
I was blessed with a beautifully fatal demon that broke me down and built me back up. She made me stronger. She took the worst things about myself and polished them with blood and silk. I gave in to the monster, fostered her taste for darkness and death. And in the end, she rewarded me with what I wanted most of all—family and love.
Epilogue
Risk
I tapped my foot anxiously while scenarios played in my mind. I was wearing a tux and sitting in the auditorium at Thibault Academy, waiting for my daughter to cross the stage and accept her diploma.
I was so fucking proud of my little girl. I’d had other dalliances over the many years of my existence, and some of those resulted in children, but I didn’t have a connection with any of them like I did with Devicka. Hell, before Motley, I never even had a desire to settle down. My demonic nature was a wanderer, always seeking the next thrill.
But not anymore.
I sensed something special about my daughter from the very beginning. I’d evolved and settled into a sense of contentment I didn’t even know I was missing out on. I’d watched over her from afar, but now that I could finally be more present in her life, I was ecstatic, yet uncertain. I wasn’t sure how she would feel about being introduced to Motley, Crow, and Tomb. I wasn’t sure how she would react to the truth.
Motley squeezed my hand reassuringly while wiping proud tears from her eyes. She’d been emotional all day, pacing the floors and dropping trails of webs everywhere she went. I wasn’t sure what she was more nervous about, leaving the Between to go topside for the first time since the council was overhauled, or meeting Devicka.
I tugged her close to my side. “She’s going to love you,” I whispered in my mate’s ear as she stared at the stage. My Wicked Love was so strong. Her heart was open and ready. Devicka might be too old now for the mother she deserved, but I knew Motley would be whatever my daughter needed. A friend, a protector, a confidant.
The hardest part of this would be convincing my daughter that I’d been settled down this entire time. She had perceptions about me that I encouraged to keep us all safe. If the council knew I was mated to Motley and was hiding her in a world of my creation, they’d demand I bring her forward. I’m no fucking saint, but my life changed the moment I met Motley. I just had to bide my time before showing the rest of the world the new and improved me—the committed bastard hopelessly in love with his mate and determined to protect his daughter.
“Are you sure? Maybe we should do this another day,” Motley asked, and it wasn’t the first time.
Crow chuckled beside me. “Little Spider, it’s kind of cute seeing you so scared. I thought you were the big bad Black Widow,” he teased with a wink.
Tomb growled and punched his shoulder, punishing him for making fun of our mate.
“She’s going to love you. I promise,” I reassured her once again before lacing my fingers through hers.
“I hope so,” she whispered back just as the headmaster—a newly hired vamp with long, blond hair and a flair for the dramatics—called Devicka’s name. Much to my pleasure, Torne had been fired recently. I was happy to know he wasn’t allowed to work at the school anymore. Every single one of the assholes that used my mate as a scapegoat got theirs in the end.
I watched my daughter cross the stage with her head held high and a smile on her face. Her mates were there, standing under the spotlights and waiting for her. As council members, they had particularly handy perks and were allowed to assist in handing out her diploma. They were a bunch of cocky assholes, but they loved my daughter and treated her right. And now that they were in charge of the council, Motley, Crow, and Tomb were finally able to live topside without fear. I couldn’t help but feel grateful as fuck for that.
She stopped at Hyde first, and he bowed before her. I’d never admit it to any of them, but I actually liked that crazy fucker the most. He was odd—most necros were—but good. He’d go to hell and back for my daughter, and that was all I really cared about.
Devicka stopped at Gritt next. Of all of them, he and I butted heads the most. I liked to leave photos of his pink dragon lying around just to fuck with him. The alpha was too brash, but he’d calmed down some since mating my daughter. I loved how Devicka didn’t put up with any of his shit. She held her own with him, and it made me proud.
Render then flashed up to her and wrapped her in a big hug, kissing her on the mouth in front of everyone. I rolled my eyes and sighed. Fucking cocky vampire. He was way too affectionate for my tastes. I wasn’t stupid, I was a fucking demon, for gods’ sakes, but that didn’t mean I wanted to see him mauling my daughter every five seconds.
Beside me, Crow and Tomb bristled at the scene, and I loved them for it. I had a feeling I would enjoy ganging up on my daughter’s mates with our combined over-protectiveness.
Lastly, Quade handed her the diploma with his usual pious bullshit nod, like he was the gods’ gift to the supernatural community. I didn’t know what my daughter saw in that uptight rule-abiding citizen, but I supposed opposites attracted or some shit. There was still hope we could corrupt him and possibly add a little risk to his routine. I grinned at the thought.
Motley was shaking with nerves when Devicka exited the stage and her mates followed after her. My own questions continued to plague my mind, though I kept a calm expression so that I wouldn’t worry my mate.
I didn’t know if Devicka would resent me for keeping such a large part of my life a secret. I hated how quickly she grew up and how little I got to see of her. But damn, my kid was awesome. Strong. Resilient. Risky, but smart.
And loved. Gods, my daughter was loved. I wished that Motley could have raised her. Many nights, I imagined them cooking in our kitchen in the Between or snuggling on the couch. Motley was furiously protective of her and would have killed anyone that dared to treat Devicka poorly for being the Void. My mate knew firsthand what it felt like to be feared and hated for the power inside of you.
“You ready?” I asked my mate.
She let out a shaky exhale before responding. “I think so,” she began, extending up on he
r tiptoes to kiss me on the cheek. “There’s just one more thing.”
“Oh?” I prodded. “And what’s that?”
“Should we tell her now or later that she’s going to be a big sister?”
My mouth dropped open in pure shock, and I staggered back a step, but Motley didn’t even give me an opportunity to formulate a response. She was already out of her seat and scurrying toward the reception area. I turned to Crow and Tomb, who were both wearing identical looks of confusion and dumbfounded surprise on their faces.
I watched her retreating figure. “Did she just…”
“What did she mean?” Tomb asked.
“Holy shit, we’re having a baby,” Crow choked out before breaking out into a broad grin.
Motley paused at the door, patting her stomach while giving us a playful wink. I wanted to haul her out of here and show her just what I thought of her little surprise. A baby?
For the first time in a long time, I didn’t calculate the chances associated with growing our family. I didn’t feel for the risk. I just felt right. Before, I’d always been so caught up in filling life with empty pleasures and thrills. But with Motley, I was a better man. The first time I saw her, I was drawn to her like sparks to a flint. I knew she was mine the moment I touched her neck. She was a fighter. A lover. My equal in all ways. And I fucking loved her.
“You think it’ll be a boy or a girl?” Tomb mused.
“Maybe one of each,” Crow replied with a smirk. The gargoyle blinked, he was already trying to mentally prepare for two crying newborns at once.
I laughed and clapped him on the back before we all got to our feet. “There’s four of us. I think we can handle it.”
Famous last words.
We got into the reception area and then paused, leaning against the wall at the sight before us. My red-haired mate and my dewy-eyed daughter were embraced in a hug. And just like that, all my worries emptied out of me as my heart swelled in my chest.
This moment right here? This was worth all the fucking risks in the world.
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RAVEN KENNEDY
Raven Kennedy is a bestselling international author and a voracious reader. She enjoys writing all kinds of genres, because each one brings a different experience. Whether it be romantic comedies or romances on the darker spectrum, she hopes her words connect with people. She lives with her husband and daughter in California.
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CORALEE JUNE
Coralee June is an international bestselling romance writer who enjoys engaging projects and developing real, raw, and relatable characters. She is an English major from Texas State University and has had an intense interest in literature since her youth. She currently resides with her husband and two daughters in Dallas, Texas, where she enjoys long walks through the ice-cream aisle at her local grocery store.
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