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to start healing was to insist the doctor give him a prescription for sleeping pills. And I tried to stay out of his way as much as possible.

Still, it’s taken him twice as long to heal as it should have, and if the doctor doesn’t like what he sees tomorrow, he could be on bed rest for another week.

So I suck his cock while Zach fucks me from behind, and we put on a good show so that when he comes, Rube doesn’t feel left out.

Soon, everything will be back to normal.

No more sneaking around.

No more pills.

Reuben wraps my curls around his fist, guiding his dick deeper into my mouth. “Did they make you come?” he asks.

I look up at him, wide-eyed as I nod.

“Was it good?”

Another nod.

“I don’t believe you.”

I groan as Cass’s fingers trail down my stomach, heading for my clit.

“No, no,” Rube murmurs, when I try and move away from his touch. “You said you could handle all four of us.” He grabs the base of his cock and forces another inch of himself down my throat. “So handle us, my girl.”

When Zach’s had his share of my ass, he moves beside Rube. He hasn’t come again, and I know why.

My men think I’m even prettier when I’m covered with their cum.

So as Rube’s dick starts throbbing in my mouth, and the grip in my hair tightens, Zach starts jerking off beside him, biting his lip as he stares down at me with pure adoration.

Cass shoves his cock into my slit, because I guess they can’t help filling every single one of my holes.

And Apollo teases me toward another climax with his fingers.

We don’t all come at once…but it’s pretty damn close.

And as my climax is tearing through me, Rube demands I look up at him so he can watch me swallow down every drop of his cum.

Side by side, he and Zach are like night and day.

His green eyes so bright, where Zach’s are always shadowed.

Light and dark.

All my men have that in them. Both the light and the dark.

Thankfully, I’ve seen more of their light shine through these past few days. I’m hoping, soon, that light will vanquish the dark.

It has to.

The police found enough evidence in Keith Malone’s safe house to convict hundreds of child molesters across the country, and lay charges against thousands more. It was the biggest bust in sex-trafficking history.

Keith Malone was dead when they finally excavated the grave. It wasn’t that they didn’t find a freshly filled-in grave suspicious. The cops were just…distracted.

Kismet.

We brought closure to hundreds of families. Even a decade later, it could still help them heal. The task force assigned to the case is working around the clock to find the rest of the houses still out there.

We brought light to the shadows.

But we also brought hope. And that, I think, is the most important thing.

Because without hope, what is there to look forward to but endless night?

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Amen - Bonus Epilogue

Chapter One

Reuben

Sweat. Blood. Fear. Such a familiar perfume. A triggering scent for me, possibly for all my brothers. But today it’s not coming off my skin, or Zach’s or any of my brothers. It’s the man lashed to the wooden chair in the middle of this cabin that’s giving off that unique aroma.

Not even Trinity looks scared, although there’s a definite unease in her shifting eyes. Our girl has grown so much these past few years. I suppose just like we did all those years ago in the basement.

What was once terror, transforms into fear. Fear becomes panic. Panic dissolves into anxiety, then unease. The mind cloaks it, knowing it would self-destruct under the constant strain of pure horror.

Did I ever expect our girl to turn into this…this…machine though?

I don’t think any of us did.

“He’s pissed himself,” Trinity says.

I can’t decide if the shiver in her voice is excitement or alarm. From her deadpan face, it could just be my fucking imagination.

“Don’t even think of stopping until you smell shit.” Cass is leaning against a wall less than two yards from me, smoking a cigarette, his eyes the color of denim. Smoke puffs from his mouth as he adds, “Fuck that. Make him bleed.”

Trinity’s eyelids flicker, but that’s the only response she shows to Cass’s demand.

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