Eden's Playground: Graystone Academy Book One, BE Kelly [good short books .TXT] 📗

“I came as soon as I heard,” Glory said, bursting through the door. “I’ve got a wedding to help plan and we don’t have much time. Only one more week until winter sets in.”

“How did she—” Eden began to ask, but Anson quickly silenced her with a kiss. Duff pulled her onto his lap when Anson was done and gave her the same treatment, not caring that Glory was watching them, smiling like a loon.

“Enough of that mushy stuff. You’ll have the rest of your lives for all that. Tonight, we need to start planning a wedding,” Glory insisted. She wedged herself onto the sofa, causing them all to laugh. Anson wasn’t sure how it had happened but he and his brother had finally met their match in Eden Graystone. Their families were going to finally be joined and he had a feeling that was how it was always supposed to be—the three of them together, bonded for all eternity.

Eden

One Week Later:

Their wedding had turned out to be one of the best days of her life. Her father even showed up to give her away, which was a change that she was having a hard time getting used to. There were lots of subtle changes that she was getting used to. Of course, the people around them couldn’t see them. Only she, the guys, and Glory knew of the actual changes between the two realities.

There were little things like the fact that her mother’s hair was blond and not hot pink anymore. Her father was more attentive and when he promised to be there for her, he showed up now. Her mother seemed to be less of a flake. But the biggest change was the fact that her parents seemed to even be friends. Before their trip back to the past, Eden’s parents hated each other. They bad-mouthed each other at every turn, always getting in their little twists and digs. But now, the pair seemed to be the best of friends, and that sort of creeped her out.

Her mother had helped her and Glory plan the small wedding and her father and Mr. Kirkpatrick got the campus ready for their little gathering. The three of them were joined in a ceremony that had joined supernaturals for hundreds of years. It was simple and perfect. She loved the way Anson cried and Duff made fun of him for being a softy. Her two guys were so different and yet so alike. She was completely in love with them and spending the rest of her life with the two wolf shifters felt right.

After the ceremony, they had a small reception with finger foods and a wedding cake that Glory baked. Honestly, there wasn’t anything that woman couldn’t do. And when it was time for the three of them to leave for their honeymoon, they said their goodbyes and headed back to the townhouse that she had moved into with Duff and Anson, earlier in the week. With classes already begun, they couldn’t have a proper honeymoon, but they agreed to stay locked away in the townhome until they all had to be back on campus on Monday.

“Are you happy, Mrs. Kirkpatrick?” Duff asked. She was extremely happy and once they got her out of her dress, she had a feeling she’d be that happiest girl alive.

“Very happy,” she breathed. Duff had insisted on carrying her into their home and once they crossed the threshold, he handed her off to Anson who carried her up to their bedroom. “Two thresholds?” she asked.

“We’re not taking any chances,” Duff said. “We don’t want to jinx things and Glory said that carrying the bride over the threshold is good luck.”

“We figured since there are two of us, there should be two thresholds,” Anson added.

“Well, you two are nothing if not thorough,” she teased.

“You have no idea,” Duff growled. “We plan on being very thorough with you the next few days.” He bobbed his eyebrows at her, making her laugh.

“We have a little wedding gift for you, Baby,” Anson said. He sat her on the bed that the three of them shared and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small black velvet bag. “Hold out your hand,” he ordered. Eden did as he asked, smiling up at the both of them. Whatever they were about to give her was going to be good, judging by the way they were watching her. She could almost feel their need for her as if it was tangible.

Anson dropped three heavy silver bullet-shaped items into her palm, each one a different size. “What are these?” she asked, turning the cold metal over in her hands. The end of each item had a pretty red stone in it, to match the engagement ring that they had given her just a week before. She loved rubies and the guys got her a beautiful cushion cut ruby ring.

“Well,” Duff said, choosing the smallest one and holding it up for her to inspect. “These are to train your ass. We want to take you at the same time and these will allow us to do that, eventually,” Duff said.

“Wait—you’re going to stick that in my ass?” she squeaked. Sex was still so new to her; she wasn’t sure that the guys had even begun to introduce her to their world of sharing her. They were dominant and in charge of her body completely when they were together, and she wouldn’t want them any other way. But taking them both, at the same time, wasn’t something she had even considered.

“Yep,” Anson said. “You don’t seem very happy about our wedding present,” he teased.

“Oh sure,” she breathed. “I’ve always dreamed of my husband, well, in this case, husbands, putting one of those things in my ass on my wedding night.”

“It’s not a thing—it’s a butt plug,” Duff offered. “We’re not asking you to do anything you don’t want to do,