Epilogue 1:

Nyrissa woke up in a cloud of pleasure. Her head was already swimming, and her body felt like one giant tingling nerve. She moaned groggily and reached for the head positioned between her legs.

She didn't need to look to know which of her husbands was lapping at her ultra-sensitive cl*t. Quentin loved burying his face deep in her pus*y whenever he got the chance. Which, for the last two weeks, was every chance he could get. After all the scares at the ...