Epilogue
STEPHANIE
Six Month Checkpoint
I stare at my reflection in the mirror, running my hands down the smooth expanse of my stomach. Six months of fucking Daddy Rex, and as of now, I’m still not pregnant. I bring my thumb up to my mouth and nibble on the edge of the nail.
It’s the one compromise I was able to get out of the stubborn, domineering man. Not that I would have it any other way. A smile eases across my lips as I turn and stare at my ass. Red lines run across both cheeks. Though they’re a bit faded, the soreness is certainly still there.
“I thought my baby girl was up here getting dressed for the meeting today. And yet, I find her here, staring at my handiwork. Shall I put a bit more color on your cheeks before they get here?”
A soft giggle slips through my lips as I shake my head. “I’d like to be able to sit comfortably if it’s all the same to you.”
The wicked grin he shoots my way makes my heart pound in my chest and arousal gather at my pussy. With long, purposeful strides, he makes his way over to me and wraps his arm around my waist as he pulls me in closer.
“I felt a bit of distress a few moments ago. Is everything okay?”
I want to lie to him and tell him I’m fine, but with the bond firmly in place, he’ll know it in an instant. As much as I love his punishing hand, I don’t actually want to have him disappointed or upset with me.
My lips turn down into a frown as I pull away from him and lay my hands on my stomach. “I’m still not pregnant.”
“Is that all?” he laughs, turning me around so we both face the mirror. “You’ve only been off your suppressants for six months. Hell, you’ve only just had your second heat. I’m not concerned. Not yet anyway. Besides, I plan on breeding this pretty little pussy every day until my seed finally takes hold. And even then, I’ll still fuck you hard until you finally give birth. Endorphins are good for the baby, after all.”
“How can you be so calm about this? I have to give you an heir. I have to make sure Brody can’t-”
“Shhhh, love,” he murmurs, running his hands over my stomach. “We have all the time in the world to make a baby. Just relax and let nature take its course. If you’re still not pregnant in a year, then we’ll worry. Deal?”
With a soft sigh, I lean back into the strength of his arms. “I suppose I don’t have a choice.”
“You meet with your therapist this afternoon. Maybe this is a good topic of conversation for you two today. Like I said. I’m not worried, but clearly your mind needs a little extra coaxing to be okay with this. I think she’ll be the perfect person to help.”
“And you’re… You’re not…” I trail off, not even wanting to give voice to the words swirling in my head.
“Words, princess. I can certainly pull them out of your mind through the bond, but I want you to talk to me.”
“You’re not mad at me?” I refuse to look at his reflection in the mirror, because then I’d see mine as well.
“You’re going to have to be more specific. What on earth do you think I’m supposed to be mad at you about?”
“Lots of things, really.”
“Name them. Say them out loud so I can either confirm your fears or dispel them outright.”
“Well, for not being pregnant yet, for one.”
“Already answered. I’m not worried about your lack of pregnancy. Let’s say the worst-case scenario did happen and you can’t conceive. I have no problem with unconventional methods. Remember, sweet girl, I have enough money to make most problems nonexistent. If I have to have you pleasure me until I fill a cup with my cum so they can fertilize you that way, done. If we have to implant a baby into a surrogate. Done. None of this changes my opinion of you. I love you regardless of whether or not you can carry my child.”
Relief swirls through me, swamping my senses until I nearly faint in his arms. “Thank you. That helps.”
“Good. Any other reasons you think I should be mad at you?”
I bite down on my lower lip as the worst offense of all simmers to the surface of my brain. “I’m worried you’re going to hate me for all this anxiety. It’s not what you signed up for.”
With a firm grasp, he grips his fingers into my waist and lifts me up so he can put me on the counter. From this vantage point, I’m nearly eye-to-eye with the behemoth. Honestly, it makes me feel like we’re on a more even footing, like he’s taking my worries very seriously.
“I want you to listen and listen well, baby girl. When I decided I wanted you, your anxiety never once played a factor. I want you. It’s just an extra thing that makes you a little spicier. I can certainly handle it. I will always be able to handle whatever you throw at me. It’s what Daddy’s here for. It’s certainly no longer a burden you have to carry alone.”
“Yes, but it can get so overwhelming.”
“You see these shoulders? See how big they are?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Do you know why they’re so big?”
I scrunch my face up into a frown. “Because you’re an Alpha and I’m an omega. It’s genetics.”
“Yes. In part. But the reason they’re so much larger than yours is so I have room to help carry your burdens. Never feel like you’re too much. Never feel like there’s a burden so great I can’t carry it. Give them to me, baby girl. Let Daddy put you at ease.”
Tears slip from my eyes as I beam up at my husband. I’ll never know what I did to ever catch the eye of a man like him, but I’m grateful I did. Even if the way he got me was unconventional, I can’t deny the result is more than I ever dreamed.
“Now then, I need to help you get ready. The operative will be here soon. Bend over the sink and stick your ass out.”
I slide down the counter and turn, heat climbing up my face. How could I forget this part of it? Burying my head in my hands, I do my best not to be mortified as Daddy Rex spreads my cheeks open and slides a finger over my asshole.
“Such a pretty little asshole. It will look so much prettier with my cock inside it.” He grins at me in the reflection, shoves his hand in his pocket, and pulls out a large butt plug.
It’s certainly larger than the last. Not quite as big as his cock, but close enough a thread of panic winds its way around my heart and makes my heart pound in my chest.
“Breathe for me, baby. I know you can take this plug up your ass. We’ve been training for this. Now be my good girl and look at me. Any tears you shed belong to me. I want to watch them slide down your cheeks as I spread open this naughty little hole.”
Despite the anxiety clawing at my insides, I can’t deny just how fucking erotic it is when he talks dirty to me. Craning my neck around, I lock eyes with him as he drops a dollop of lube onto my asshole. Next, the cold, blunt tip of the plug presses against my opening, demanding entrance.
It’s so much bigger than the last one. Needy, pained whines claw at my throat as I continue to stare at the man tormenting me, teasing me, and owning me completely. His eyes go jet black as arousal swirls through the bond.
“That’s it, baby,” he groans, pushing it forward a bit. “Just relax for Daddy. Let me stretch out this hole and get it ready for my massive cock.”
“God, yes, Daddy,” I scream, clawing at the countertop as that small bite of pain sets my body on fire.
“You’re so tight back here, princess. You’re going to choke my cock with this tight little ring, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy!” My voice is hoarse with need as arousal pounds into my head.
But it’s not just my arousal. Through the bond, I feel Daddy Rex there, showing me just how fucking turned on he is from defiling my back hole. It makes everything so much more intense as I feel it from both sides.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby. You’ve taken about half of it. I wish you could see what I’m seeing. Your pretty little ring is stretched out so tight it’s white.”
Closing my eyes, I allow the images he sends me to wash through my body, sending a ripple down my spine. To him, I’m beautiful, perfect, a vessel created for his deviant desires. Before him, no one ever saw me like that. Not that I know of, at least.
Just feeling his love and lust course through my veins makes the arousal that much hotter. I long to touch myself, to give my body the relief it needs. But even as I inch my hand down, I feel Daddy Rex in my brain.
“Your orgasms are mine, little girl. Or did you forget that? You will not touch yourself until I say you can. I want you squirming with need while you tell the operative how you plan to stay married to me forever. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I wail as I clench my fingers into a fist.
God, I want to come so badly it hurts. With one final shove, he puts the plug in me, allowing my tight ring to clamp around the base. But even that’s larger than the other plugs he’s used on me. A dull ache radiates from the spot and makes my brain nearly melt with need.
How am I going to get through the interview?
“Very carefully,” he growls as he reads my thoughts. “Now, it’s time for your morning spankings. Go over to the bed and take them like the good girl I know you are.”
Each stride forward is weird as the plug sits heavy in my asshole. All it does is remind me of him and his punishing hand with every step. He beats me to the bed and sits down, patting his lap.
As with every morning and every night, I drape myself over his leg and sigh as he wraps his hand around my waist. Though it doesn’t take all the anxiety away, it helps ground me and connect me back to Daddy Rex. Since we still have a full day before us, he doesn’t waste any time before bringing his hand down on my ass.
With the plug still deep inside, I feel a wash of arousal with every clench. Normally, these times together are a massive turn on, but today, I’m nearly feral with need. He goes through all ten swats with punishing efficiency, leaving me a discombobulated mess as I get dressed.
“You’ve got ten minutes, sweetheart. Throw something on and get downstairs as soon as possible. Don’t keep Daddy waiting.”
“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be quick.”
Once he leaves the room, I fly into action. Bra, underwear, socks, shirt, and pants all abrade my skin as I jerk them on. By the time I’m heading down the stairs, I’m a completely frazzled mess. Luckily, we don’t have to wait too long for the operative. They’re punctual, if nothing else.
The meeting certainly isn’t as involved as I was expecting. Just a series of questions about our union and our happiness together. Though, I certainly can’t help myself from having a bit of fun. When she asked me if I was happy in the marriage, I take my time to answer, acting if I am really thinking it over.
In my mind, Daddy Rex promises me all the retribution in the world, but I can tell he’s not actually angry with me. Once our goodbyes are said and the operative leaves, he gives me a stern frown and points to the stairs leading to the bedroom.
“Had to think about it, did you? Well, don’t worry. I plan to give you plenty to think about. Upstairs, young lady. It’s time Daddy teaches you a lesson.”
He follows me up, his thunderous steps overshadowing mine. As soon as the door closes behind us, he’s right on top of me, tugging at my clothes as he yanks them from my body. Once I’m naked, he picks me up and tosses me on the bed, forcing me to lie there and watch as he slowly reveals one tantalizing inch of him at a time.
His cock jerks under the scrutiny of my gaze. So hard and stiff. Precum pearls at his tip as he contemplates what to do with me. “Since you seem to enjoy trying my patience, I will teach you to have some yourself.”
The bed dips a bit as he sits down on the edge. His lips quirk up into a devilish grin as he crooks his finger and beckons me over. As soon as I’m within his grasp, he grabs my waist and sits me on his thighs. Sliding his hands under my legs, he spreads me open.
The thick tip of his cock prods my entrance, drawing a ragged groan from my lips. Even now, my slick coats his cock as it drips from my body.
“So wet,” he murmurs. “So needy.”
He maneuvers me a little bit then slides me down the length of his cock until the crisp hairs at his base tickle my delicate skin. Deep inside, he pulses, driving me mad as I rock my hips back and forth.
“Oh no, baby girl. You’re not going to ride Daddy. Not yet. You were a naughty little girl to tease me like that, weren’t you? Well, two can play at that game sweetheart. Now just sit on Daddy’s cock and feel me inside you. Feel how I stretch you out. You will not move. You will not clench. You’re going to keep me nice and warm until I’m ready to fuck your ass.”
My mind buzzes as his words slide down my skin. How am I supposed to just sit here? Between the huge plug in my ass and Daddy Rex’s enormous cock, I’m stuffed full, far more than I have ever been before. It’s agony just sitting there when every inch of me wants to come all over his cock.
With him so deeply embedded, I feel every twitch, every pulse. I swear I can even feel the precum as it wells to his tip and lubricates my pussy. But that’s crazy. His cock has me so fucking delusional.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby. But now, it’s time to up the ante.”
He shifts a bit, causing his cock to rub against my inner walls, dragging a whimper from my lips. On instinct, my body clenches, causing my pussy to tighten around him in the most delicious way.
“Naughty girl,” he chides.
His touch is gentle as he grazes my skin, dragging his hand up to my breast. Pain and pleasure explode over my skin as he pinches my nipples with such force that it takes my breath away. I can’t keep from clenching when he does that. But each twitch of my muscles only results in more pain.
I’m nearly delirious as he pulls his hand away from my aching breasts and brings his fingers to my clit. “I’m going to stroke this pretty little clit, my sweet baby girl. You are not allowed to come. You are not allowed to do anything to bring yourself extra pleasure. Let Daddy torment you. Let Daddy bring you to the edge of insanity, only to yank you back before you fall over.”
Bringing up both hands, I wind them around the back of his neck. This way, I can hold on while he torments me and not be tempted to do something I shouldn’t. But with each swipe of his fingers against my clit, I find it harder and harder not to succumb.
With each little clench of my pussy around his cock, he stops giving me pleasure, waiting until I calm down before he strokes me again. Tears stream down my face as the need becomes so great that I worry I won’t be able to stop myself.
“That’s right, baby. Cry for Daddy. I want to taste your tears as I kiss you. I’m almost done. You can hold out for just a little longer, can’t you? Do this for me. Do this for Daddy.”
Soft sobs wrack my body as he brings me to the edge once more while forcing me to remain still. His cock is a weapon, throbbing deep inside me, threatening to make me shatter from the inside out. As if Daddy Rex knows I’m at my limit, he pulls me off of him and gently places me on the bed.
“Ass in the air. I’m going to fuck your pretty little back hole, and you’re going to come while I do it.”
His movements are easy and gradual as he pulls the plug from my asshole. With both holes empty, I find myself even more desperate than before. But being the good Daddy he is, he doesn’t make me wait that long. Soon, the tip of his cock nudges my back entrance, slipping in with ease.
If only the rest of his cock was the size of his tip. Far from it. With each inch he sinks into me, my asshole opens to his slow invasion. The skin goes taut as he stretches me far more than the plug ever did. Each gentle thrust makes the area sting, giving me that bite of pain I crave.
Daddy Rex drops his hand to my pussy, gathering my slick to ease the rest of the way in. My soft moans intermingle with his loud, masculine grunt as he slides the rest of the way in. Just like with my pussy, I feel each jerk, each pulse as he stays there, letting my body get used to him impaling me like this.
“Touch yourself, Stephanie. I want to feel you clench around my cock as you find your release.”
I don’t even hesitate. The moment he gives me permission, my hand is there, stroking my clit with furious movements. My arousal flares back to life, easily stoked with each touch of my fingers. Desperate cries ring out as I reach my peak. So close. So fucking close.
My orgasm slams into me, stealing my breath as it consumes my entire being. Crying out, I continue to rub my clit as Daddy Rex moves behind me. Each stroke brushes against the already-overstimulated nerves, making me come again and again.
Screams and sobs punctuate the air as he takes me to a place I’ve never been before. So much. It’s all so much. Yet, deep down, I know I can take it. I can handle anything my Daddy gives to me.
“I’m not going to last long,” he grits out, digging his fingers into my ass cheeks. “God, you’re so fucking tight back here. I’m going to knot your bottom hole, sweet girl. It’s going to hurt, but Daddy will make it all better. I promise.”
As he pistons in and out, his loud growls flood my system with endorphins, making everything loosen up just a touch. The discomfort becomes all the more bearable as his thick knot begins to swell, stretching my hole even more.
The moment he slams into me, roaring as his cum shoots into my ass, a soft purr vibrates under his skin. It ripples over me, making me loose and pliant—relaxed. There is no pain, only pleasure. But when he wraps his arms around me, dragging us both over to the side as we wait for his knot to deflate, I realize I can never find happiness anywhere else.
Rex Rothsbourne was the last man on earth I thought I’d ever marry, but I can’t see myself living without him. He’s my world, my life, my Daddy.
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