Fury unlike any I have ever felt before hits me to my core. Before I can even speak or react, Trey and Vinny are out of the bed. Trey picks up the guy and slams him down onto the ground as hard as he can. The tray shakes from the movement, causing plates and food to fall to the floor.
Vinny reaches inside of the cradle and hands me the babies, to keep them safe. Trey reaches for the fork that was left over from our breakfast, stabbing the guy straight in the eye. “I am going to love killing you, fucker.” Trey sounds fucking evil, his voice showing a deeper, menacing part of him.
The door is pushed open and I stare in shock at Lynn and Etta standing there. “Pastor Hogan?”
Vinny steps forward to his sisters. Lynn’s lips tremble. “He’s the man that breaks in the girls before marriage to make sure they are pure in God’s eyes,” she whispers.
My heart clenches. I look at Trey and Vinny, and we all realize that it’s not over. The cult is still standing somehow.
Trey stands and grins. “I guess this war isn’t over.”
Epilogue
Trey
A year later
This last year has been the best of my life and the most stressful for the MC. The cult was much bigger than we thought possible. There were so many factions in so many fucking states.
It wasn’t just in a small-ass town in the middle of nowhere. No, it had so many fucking levels.
But it’s fucking over.
So many fucking dead bodies piled high, but in every single fucker I saw Vinny, the girls. A small piece of me came back with every single one I killed.
I walk into our bedroom, laying my cut on the chair by the door. In bed are Vinny and our babies. They just turned a year old a few days ago.
They have grown so fast and right before my eyes. We’ve thought about having more children, but Vinny and I are fearful of something happening to Lani.
“Hi baby,” Lani says in her sweet fucking voice.
Two years together and the love I have for her grows every day. It grows for the both of them. “Hi sweethearts.” I wink, and Vinny rolls his eyes but lets me call him a sweetheart.
Lani laughs, thinking it’s funny I called him that, then she runs her hand through Caleb’s hair. He is fast asleep.
“Want me to carry them to be?” Sariah is cuddled up next to Caleb.
“Why for?” Lani smirks.
I reach down and pick up both of them. I look over my shoulder. “When I get back, I want you both naked and waiting for me.”
I can hear them scrambling behind me.
I take the twins to their bedroom. They’re sharing for now, but in a few years we’ll put them in their own rooms.
I lay them in their crib, kissing the top of their heads. You love and you love deep, but nothing compares to the love you have for your kids. That shit is different.
I turn on the monitor and turn on their sound box, then walk into our room. Lani is lying on her back with Vinny eating her pussy.
“Seems like someone couldn’t wait.” Lani opens her eyes, giving me a smoldering look. “I want you to fuck my face, Trey, don’t hold back.”
I take off my clothes. “Don’t fucking bet on it.” I grip her face, hard enough to get her attention. “You will take it all and you won’t complain, right, baby?”
She nods like the good girl she is. Vinny is slurping up her wetness, and I know she’s dripping for me.
“Don’t get complacent, Vinny. I’m coming for you next.” He gives me a dirty fucking grin.
Oh yeah, it does get fucking better as the years go by.
Lani
Five Years Later
I can’t believe our babies are six years old. They’re playing in the back yard with all of their cousins and the MC kids.
Every single day I see more and more of Trey and Vinny coming out in their personalities. Caleb is identical to Trey. He has that glare about him down pat, but he has a sweetness to him that is all Trey.
Sariah is more silent, a people watcher, but her heart is so huge. The other day we were all together eating dinner outside of a restaurant. She took her plate and walked over to a homeless man I didn’t even realize was there. She gave him her dinner. I have never been so fucking proud of her than I was in that moment.
Caleb is her protector, but she is his too. If one is in trouble, the other tries to help them by taking the blame. It’s darn cute.
Trey is manning the grill with Vinny, laughing at something. Over the years, age has made them ten times hotter, and being great dads does something to me.
I put a bowl of fruit salad down onto the table, my heart full seeing everyone get together to celebrate the life of our babies, who changed our lives in so many ways.
They are the biggest blessing.
I eye my men, who I love more than life itself, they cherish me, take care of me and protect me and are the best damn fathers. I’m busy constantly owning and running three successful clothing boutiques, but my family is my first priority.
Shit can’t get no better than that.
“Mommy, look! Look what Etta gave me!” Caleb runs up to me, holding a gift that is almost bigger than him.
Trey and Vinny walk up. “Want me to take that for you, son?” Trey asks, and Caleb hands it to him. He runs back and helps his sister carry hers.
We are raising them damn right. Trey and Vinny have that proud-ass look on their faces we get every day when it comes to our kids.
“Come here, mama, and give us some sugar. We need that shit from all of the stuff you had us doing today,” Trey jokes, and I walk to him, smacking him on the ass. “Don’t give me no lip.”
Vinny laughs, digging his hand in my hair, kissing me hard in front of everyone and making sure to get a handful of ass too.
“Now my turn.” Trey takes me back and he moves to kiss me. I turn my head to the side. Trey grips my face hard, pulling it to his. “Someone is begging to be punished.”
Oh please fucking punish me!
My legs shake at the thought of what he will do to me, what he will get Vinny to do to me. “Yes, please,” I moan, and Trey’s nose flares, then he kisses me hard.
What Trey calls punishment, I call fucking amazing. I have learned over the years I am a kinky bitch, and the kinkier it is, the more I love it.
“I love you both, so much.” I’m growing soft as I think about them and the years that have passed with us together.
Both of them give me the look that tells me more than words can with how much they love me. I took a chance all those years ago and moved in with them. That was the best thing that ever happened to me.
I wouldn’t change a thing.
I kiss them both on the cheek softly, letting my kiss linger before they wrap me up in their arms, looking out at the party.
Etta walks through the gates with Lynn, smiling at something she’s saying. The girls have changed so much. They’ve grown into beautiful women. Etta is twenty-four and Lynn is twenty-two.
The girls are pretty much running the sanctuary house themselves. The MC finds the girls, and Etta knocks right on the fucking door with the MC at her back, getting them out. Lynn mans the houses and makes sure everything runs smoothly.
Michaela runs up to the group of kids, wanting to play. She’s growing up so fast too. She’s beautiful and looks so much like her mother.