Epilogue
Moni Says
Lei
Can, I do it?
Together, we lay in my bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, enveloped in a cocoon of sensual intimacy.
Can I make her cum from my cock, even though. . .I’ve never done this before?
Moni lay on her back and I hovered over her a little, not wanting to crush her completely with my body.
The orchestra had left along with my Keepers.
There was only us, the gentle caress of skin on skin, the soft rustle of sheets, and the deep, unspoken language of our bodies entwined in sensual harmony.
I was in heaven, wondering why it all felt so good.
Surely, this amazing feeling couldn’t be just about the sex.
Was this more than just physical closeness?
Stunned, I gazed down at Moni.
Her body fit perfectly against mine. We were a puzzle of contours and lines that matched seamlessly, leaving no space for anything but our shared heat.
The softness of the sheets whispered against our skin.
I could feel the rhythm of Moni’s breathing, each exhale a warm breeze against my neck, stirring strands of my hair and sending tingles down my spine.
Her scent made me high—vanilla and roses. It was woven into her very being, radiating from her skin.
Slick throughout her wet pussy.
Even now, I could taste it on my tongue. That heady fragrance that kept this persistent yearning drumming in my chest.
In fact, I longed to go back to licking her pussy.
I brushed my lips against her shoulder.
God. I wish I had recorded her moans. I want to play them every night over and over as I go to sleep.
Moni raised one hand to my chest and began drawing abstract patterns on my skin.
Her touch was tender.
Then, she spoke softly, and her voice was silk.
Low.
Rhythmic.
Caressing my senses.
“Don’t be nervous, Lei,” her gaze met mine and I saw a reflection of my own emotions.
Passion.
Longing.
Love.
My heart raced. “That’s easy for you to say.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ve done it before.”
“You’ve done tons of things.” She gestured to all of the toys and the wheel. “You’re way more experienced than me.”
“I’m not.”
“You are.”
“I just brought everything in here so. . .”
She quirked her brows.
I cleared my throat. “I brought everything in here so you wouldn’t get bored.”
“What?” She chuckled.
I frowned. “Don’t laugh.”
“I’m sorry.” She smiled. “Lei. . .you had all types of shit in here. An orchestra. Helpers. You had to have bought out a whole sex toy shop—”
“There were still some products left in there after I was done.”
“Lei.” She slipped her hand up my chest and played with the ends of my hair. “You didn’t need all of that to make me cum. You already did it with just your tongue in the tent.”
“But I had to switch it up a little more—”
“You didn’t.” Desire blazed in her eyes. “All I need is you.”
My heart warmed and some of the nervousness left.
The prospect of losing my virginity to Moni—a woman who had captivated me in ways I had never anticipated—it excited and terrified me all at the same time.
Part of me, the part that was deeply drawn to her, yearned to experience this ultimate act of intimacy.
Surely, she had awakened feelings in my body that I had never fully understood before.
A desire for connection that went beyond the physical.
A need to share.
A craving to experience life with her.
Yet, there were voices inside of my head too.
Voices of doubt.
Voices of fear.
Voices of inadequacy.
What if I wasn’t enough?
What if my lack of experience failed to meet her expectations?
These thoughts swirled in my mind and tugged at the very core of my being.
Moni studied me. “Talk to me.”
I breathed her in. “I have always believed in the perfection of moments. . .”
She gently twirled some of my hair around her finger. “Okay.”
“Certain experiences are meant to happen at specific times for specific reasons.”
She deepened her smile.
“My virginity. I’ve. . .preserved this. . .for so long.”
“You have.”
“Now it’s like a fucking symbol for my search for a perfect moment.”
She slowly unraveled my hair from her finger and then twirled it around again. “So tell me this. . .”
I raised my eyebrows.
“How do you feel?”
A silly grin spread across my face. I tried to stifle it, but I could not take it away. “I feel fucking amazing.”
“So amazing you want to be inside of me?”
My body vibrated with insane hunger, every nerve ached, I almost growled out loud.
She let go of my hair and smirked. “You look like you really want to fuck me.”
“I do.”
“Then, do it.” She untangled her legs from mine and spread those thick thighs. “Push that big cock inside of me.”
I groaned.
“Perfection is an illusion, Lei.”
My body rippled with need.
“And anyway. . .” She traced her fingers down my chest and then gripped my throbbing cock.
Pre-cum spilled from the tip.
My lip quivered.
“Most of the time, there’s so much beauty in the imperfect. The human. The real stuff.” She gathered up some of the pre-cum and stroked my long pulsing length.
A dark groan left me.
“Intimacy isn’t just about sex, Lei. It’s about being able to show it all to a person. Get naked. Raw. Reveal the flaws. The imperfections, and. . .”
My heart boomed in my ears. “And?”
“And they still love you completely.”
Groaning, I leaned and captured her mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss.
My worries dissolving in the face of her raw honesty.
Her full acceptance.
Still devouring her mouth, I roamed her sexy body with my hands, loving each intoxicating curve.
Although fear and self-doubt lingered at the edges of my mind, they were drowned out by the sheer depth of my longing—a longing to understand what it felt like to be inside of Moni, to feel every inch of her warm, wet pussy.
Fuck. I’m going to do it.
I left Moni’s lips.
Panting, she eased my cock down in the direction of her pussy. The tip brushed against her opening.
I was so eager my head grew dizzy.
She gazed at me. “Moni says. . .push deep inside of me.”
Oh. . .shit. . .It’s happening.
I stared down at that beautiful wet pussy.
It was a work of art.
Glistening folds.
Plump and soft.
A swollen clit.
An inviting, warm, wet hole.
Okay. We can do this.
Inch by inch, I gently eased my cock into her.
Oh fuckkkkkk. . .
It was liquid warmth.
Soft.
Electrifying.
Wet and silky.
Pulsing.
Tight.
Although my cock was only a little bit inside of her, I felt completely submerged within Moni.
Fuckkkk. I’m never going to leave. . .
I could see the passion rising in Moni’s eyes as I entered her more, her body shivered under me. Her lips parted in a soft gasp that sent spirals of pleasure coursing through my veins.
Damn. She’s so perfect. This is so perfect.
Losing myself inside her was like diving into an ocean and surfacing in another world altogether—a universe filled with sensations I’d never known before.
I went deeper.
So much deeper.
Filling her to the hilt.
My balls lay against her moist ass cheeks.
And I couldn’t move.
I was lost in the sensation.
My lips parted.
My head grew foggy.
My soul shivered.
Moni moaned. “Oooo.”
I gazed down at her.
She likes it, just as much as me.
I remained right there, deep inside of Moni, my cock throbbing within that tight pussy.
Unable to move because it felt so fucking good.
The sensation was nothing short of sublime. The warm, wet embrace of her pussy enveloped my cock completely, every curve and contour.
Time stood still.
A symphony of sensory bliss.
So powerful I could feel the rhythm of her heart and mine, moving together.
As though entranced by some mystical enchantment, I continued to gaze down at Moni. The sight was an intense revelation, her beautiful body beneath me, those full breasts with stiff dark brown nipples, the feel of her soft skin on my hands, and my cock buried deep within her.
This primal desire seized hold of my very being.
Shivering, she looked up at me.
Hunger laced my voice. “What does Moni say now?”
She shivered again. “Fuck me.”
Groaning, I slowly slipped my cock out to only slide it back. “Oh. God. Moni.”
She moaned.
I did it again, slipping it out of her wet pussy and sliding my cock right back in. “So fucking good.”
She whimpered.
I may never let her leave the East.
Either way, I continued.
Somehow, I found an understanding beyond words of how to fuck her. It was a realization that surpassed the physical layers of skin and muscle, seeping into the depths of my mind, heart, and soul.
Our bodies moved in sync, slowly at first. Each thrust was an exploration—an expression of desire.
The scent of our sex filled the air.
Then, her hands grasped my shoulders. “Yes, Lei.”
Her beautiful eyes locked onto mine and she began to meet each of my movements.
Lightening pleasure burst into my cock.
Oh no. No.
I could feel my climax surging up my cock.
Goddamn it. She’s too fucking good.
I pulled out of her slick, throbbing center and gasped for air.
Concentrate. Stay in control.
Moni widened her eyes. “Come back to me.”
“No. No.” My chest rose and fell. “Don’t say anything.”
You can hold out longer than this.
Moni whimpered. “I want to feel you back inside of me.”
My cock jerked and twitched.
I looked down at the traitor.
Keep yourself together.
I shouldn’t have even gazed down at my cock. It was a seductive sight. Her arousal dripped and coated my length.
Fuck.
I turned my view back to her wet pussy. The sight of those swollen lips and glistening arousal was too damn much.
Yeah. She can never leave the East.
My cock intensely throbbed.
“Get your ass back over here, Lei.”
I sneered at her. “Your pussy is too fucking good.”
A wicked chuckle left her.
I returned and hovered over her. “You think that’s funny?”
“Yes,” she smirked. “Mountain Master.”
“No. I am not the master of anything right now.” I gazed back down at that pussy. “Perhaps, I should be calling you Mountain Mistress.”
She chuckled again.
For some reason, I felt challenged. Maybe it was the alpha male in me rising up for battle.
We’ll show her.
Wild with lust, I dove my cock back into her dripping wet sex.
A dark groan left me. “Oh fuck, Moni. Fuck.”
“Ooooo.”
“So fucking good.” Trembling, I picked up pace, driven by a primal urge that thrummed through every fiber of my being.
“Yes.” She matched me step for step. “Like that, baby.”
“Oh fuck.”
“Just like that.” Her body quivered beneath mine as I delved deeper into that moist heat.
“Oh!” Her soft moans fed my hunger.
Needing to taste Moni, I claimed her mouth in a searing kiss.
And we moved together in a rhythm. Our bodies slick with sweat and trembling with ecstasy.
It was no longer just about a physical act; it was a dance of souls.
Every thrust brought forth ecstasy.
“Oh, Lei.” Her hands roamed over my back and down to my ass, urging me on.
“Moni.” With every stroke into her delicious wet warmth, a guttural groan echoed from my lips. “Oh, Moni.”
This woman had completely undone me.
I was powerless, and I didn’t care.
I just couldn’t get enough.
My desire for her was insatiable.
My body demanded more.
It craved it.
More contact.
More heat.
More friction.
More connection.
We continued to move in sync, each push met with an eager pull. It was like her body knew mine and mine hers.
Her eyes locked onto mine, gleaming with pleasure and love so profound it threatened to consume me.
Sweat trickled down my forehead.
Lost in Moni’s pleasure, I dove deep into her, buried my face in her neck, and breathed her in, thrusting my cock into her the whole time.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” Her body shivered under mine as she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist. “Oh. Lei.”
Fuck. Is she cumming? Because I’m about to explode.
“Moni. . .” My voice strained with the overwhelming surge of pleasure.
“Oh. Oh.”
The rhythm of our bodies became frantic, primal. Our connection deepened, transcending mere physical contact. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, to that blissful moment.
“Lei!” Her body spasmed beneath mine, her nails bit into my back, and it was a delicious pain.
That pussy clamped down on my cock squeezing and completely catching me by surprise.
I cried out in shock. “Ohhhhhhhhh!”
My grip on her tightened as I barely made one final thrust, plunging deep inside and spilling cum into her. “Ohhh, fuckkk!”
Violent, monstrous waves of ecstasy washed over me. My entire body quaked.
While I thought I had experienced an orgasm before, I had been wrong.
This was. . .very fucking, goddamn different from all the other times.
Oh. Fuck.
My cock detonated again, and I gripped her even harder to me, desperate for her to never escape.
It was a supernova of sensation, an explosion of ecstasy that obliterated the boundaries of my senses and left me trembling in its wake.
I whispered into her ear. “I love you, Moni.”
“L-lei. . .”
My muscles tightened in my shoulders.
Cramping hit my legs.
Ravenous shudders rippled down my spine.
My mind went blank.
A guttural roar escaped my lips as I released more of my sperm inside her, marking her as my own in a way that went far beyond the physical.
And even more, I wanted to bite her.
Consume her.
Fucking open her body up and lay inside of her.
Never leave.
Never be away from her.
Goddamn it. God fucking damn it.
Closing my eyes, I collapsed onto her spent and gasping for breath. My arms loosened a little, although I still had her next to me.
Moni shivered against me as her breasts rose and fell meeting my chest and poking me with those stiff nipples.
I knew I had to get off her. There was no way I wasn’t crushing her delicate frame, but. . .I just couldn’t fucking move.
Her body hummed beneath mine, still racked with occasional shivers from her own release.
You can do it. Come on.
Panting, I kept my eyes closed, held Moni tightly and rolled us away so that I lay on my back and she was on my chest.
She shrieked.
I groaned.
The room was heavy with the scent of our sex.
We lay there entangled in each other’s arms.
I breathed in and out.
I’m not the same person.
As we lay there, panting and basking in the aftermath of our passion, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of completion.
We didn’t just have sex. We merged souls.
I considered another thing too.
Wait a minute. Did I tell her that I loved her?
I opened my eyes and gazed up at the sky-blue ceiling.
She rested within my arms, silent and steadily breathing.
But. . .do I love her?
I inhaled the beauty of her scent and my mind, heart, and body shuddered.
In her arms, I had found solace from the burdens of my past, a sanctuary where I could be vulnerable and raw without fear of judgment. She had seen me at my darkest moments and genuinely cared for me, anyway, accepting both my flaws and my strengths.
Yeah. . .I think this is love. What else could it be?
She was more than just a lover.
She was my anchor in a chaotic world, my confidante when doubts clouded my mind, and my partner in a journey filled with both ecstasy and pain.
Day by day, our connection was running deeper than any physical act could ever convey.
Even the universe outside was a vague existence, a frivolous concept compared to the cosmos we’d just created in this space where every movement was as graceful as the dreamlike ballet of celestial bodies.
Every silence as significant as the unwritten music of the planets.
Now I understood poets, painters, and philosophers, who spent their lives studying and dissecting love.
On the helicopter, I had told Moni that she was mine and I had truly believed that in that moment.
But it had been about possession, about the greediness of being a man of power who could take her away from everyone and make sure no one—not even Banks or Rowe Street Mob—could do anything about it.
It had been darkness.
But now. . .she really was mine , and I was hers in every damn way that was possible.
All hers.
My heart.
My soul.
My mind.
Hers.
It was all scary to think about, and even more nerve-wracking to admit to myself.
I couldn’t live without Moni in any way.
Terrified, I gazed down at her. “Moni?”
Slowly, she looked at me. “Yes.”
“Fuck Lotus Blossom.”
She grinned. “And why are we being mean to Lotus Blossom?”
“It’s yours and it will always be yours.”
“Okay.”
“But I want you in the palace with me.”
She widened her eyes.
“After the battle. . .I want your sisters and you to move into the palace.”
“Lei. . .”
I raised my eyebrows. “Moni, will you move in with me?”
RUTHLESS LEGACY Book 3