Epilogue Part One—Olivia
Six Months Later
“Olive, you’re so good at this. Fuck yes!”
Pleasure rolls through me as Rex fists my ponytail and rams his dick into my mouth. My mind is mush and I relax my throat, taking him in deeper, feeling every thick inch of him sliding in and out of me. When he thrusts harder, I gag and tears spring into my eyes.
“Look at me, sweetheart.”
I’m in a strange space—like an out-of-body experience.
I barely remember how I got here. How one moment, I was stressed about the last-minute preparations for the culinary therapy center opening ceremony in a few hours, and the next thing I know, Rex has me completely naked on my knees inside our shared apartment on the Upper West Side.
Dazed, I blink at the man I love and take in his appearance—his brown hair perfectly styled with just the right amount of rakish dishevelment, his scruff perfectly groomed, and that hot body clad in a bespoke navy suit.
Sex. God.
A muscle pulses in his forehead as he twists his lips into a smirk.
“There you are, Olive,” he rasps as he tunnels his cock faster into my mouth.
I swirl my tongue against him with each glide, tasting his addictive saltiness, and his eyes roll back.
“Fuck, that’s good. Shit.” He grips my hair tighter, and I moan. “Deep throating my cock like a good girl.”
Then I do something that used to give me pause but now sends a thrill through my veins.
I bite him. Slightly, just enough to earn me a pained hiss.
I don’t want to be a good girl today. I want to be his naughty, filthy girl.
Rex growls, his stare burning into my skin. He pulls himself out in one swift motion and tosses me face first onto the bed.
“Ass up. So that’s how it’s going to be, huh? My filthy slut needs to be punished?”
Whimpering, I wiggle my ass in the air. I’m leaking all over the place, his dirty talk sending me into the stratosphere.
“Shit. Fuck me. Look at that pretty ass.”
Slap!
I cry out at the initial pain, which softens into unending pleasure as he massages my backside.
He slaps me again, each stroke ending with him sliding a finger inside my dripping pussy.
“Rex, please,” I beg, delirious with want.
Arching my ass up higher, I flinch when he grabs my face and turns it to the side.
I love it when he manhandles me.
“Look at you, Olive. My good doctor is horny, depraved. Look at you all naked on the bed on all fours, your face drunk with pleasure. You need my cock inside you like a good slut, huh? Fuck, you drive me wild.”
Moans tumble out of me when I see our reflection.
Me completely naked under his fully clothed.
The possessive way he has my throat in his hand.
The unhinged, feral gleam in his eyes.
But this time, I know that glint is from the pleasures of sex, not from Velowake or his C-PTSD. He’s been doing so well for the past six months. The hollows under his eyes have disappeared.
“Give me that cock, Rex. I need it.” I twist my nipple, my legs spasming with the need to come. “Stuff it in my tight cunt, ram it in.”
“Shit!” he roars and slams inside me in one hard thrust.
A cry rips out of me as pain and pleasure twist into something more intense. Rex gives me no break, no mercy. He rams inside me at breakneck speed.
“Y-Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant with each thrust, the pleasure electrifying me in pulsing waves. He brings me to the edge in seconds, his dick grazing a spot that makes me see stars.
My muscles seize; my lungs struggle to breathe. I fist the comforter, trying to hold off the orgasm approaching as quickly as a rocket barreling toward space.
Then I hear him spit, and he inserts a finger into my tight rosebud. My mouth drops open in a silent cry. The foreign sensations only add to the burgeoning pleasure.
“I’m going to take you here, Olive. We’ve worked hard at it for the last few weeks, haven’t we? Make that pretty asshole ready for my big cock.”
His dick throbs inside my pussy, and he groans.
“Just thinking about fucking your ass makes me want to come.” Rex grips my throat again and nips my earlobe.
“But I won’t,” he rasps, “because I want to unload inside your ass this time.”
Without warning, he withdraws.
“No,” I mumble, collapsing on the bed, my legs twitching, my pussy pulsing with unmet need. “Come back. I need you.”
Dark chuckles reach my ears and a few seconds later, he’s back, and I feel something hard and thick sliding into my pussy. He clicks something, and it vibrates.
He put a self-thrusting dildo inside me.
I moan as the sensation kicks up, the dildo doing a decent job but not the same as his thick shaft inside me moments ago.
Nevertheless, my hips gyrate of their own accord, my body needing the friction, needing to come because I can’t stand it anymore.
Rex groans. “You have no idea how hot you look right now. Horny, my beautiful whore, just for me.”
I hear him uncapping something. He grunts, and I look in the mirror, seeing him dribbling lube over his turgid length.
A muscle bulges in his neck as he grits his teeth and tugs his cock a few times. Seeing him get himself off has me racing toward the edge again.
He snaps his eyes to mine and holds our gaze in the mirror.
A sinister smile twists his lips. “Not so fast, little Olive.”
Reaching down, he shackles my throat with his hand, drawing me off the bed. Then he slaps my tits with his other hand, his eyes darkening when he sees them jiggle.
“Ready Olive? Ready to be fucked in the ass?”
My eyes widen, and I nod.
Then I feel it, his hard tip notched at my back hole and slowly sliding in.
My breath leaves my lungs as discomfort and pain sweep through me.
“Shhh…” He massages my throat. “Breathe and relax.”
“It’s too big.” I whimper when he slides another inch in. All the while, the dildo is tunneling in and out of my pussy.
“Your ass is made to take my cock. Your whole body is made for me.” Rex presses kisses all over my face, my throat, my hair, all the while murmuring gentle praises as I melt under him. His ability to switch from rough to gentle is one of the best things I love about him.
“That’s it, Olive. Oh fuck, shit…yes, good girl,” he groans as he bottoms out, his panting breaths loud in my ears. “I’m about to burst. You have no idea how good your ass feels. So tight. So perfect. I can feel the dildo pulsing in your pussy.”
My mind numbs again as sparks gather in my pussy and ass and quickly burgeon into a fire. I’ve never felt anything like this before, like all my nerve endings are lit up, ready to explode.
I fall against his chest, him holding me up with his arms.
“So fucking mine,” he growls.
Then he moves. His cock tunnels in and out of my ass in tandem with the dildo in my pussy. My entire body shakes and trembles, and dots appear in my vision.
“Oh my God, I’m so full. I feel you everywhere.” I’m stuffed to the brim and I can barely see, hear, or feel anything other than Rex and what he’s doing to my body.
Claiming it. Owning it. Mastering it.
Getting me off like it’s his life’s purpose.
Mindlessly, I grab his arm, his neck, anywhere I can reach with him behind me.
My legs give out, but he holds me tightly against him as he pistons quick and hard, his movements brutal.
“Open your eyes. Keep them open or I won’t let you come.”
My eyes flutter open, and I take in the lewd image of us in the mirror. His fully clothed body cradles my naked one, sweat glistening on every inch of my skin. My tits are red and bouncing as he slams his cock into my ass while the dildo fills my pussy.
I look filthy. Depraved. Naughty.
And so perfect.
His lips curve into a feral smile. “That’s my perfect slut. My perfect ass and cunt. You were born to be used by me, to be double penetrated like a champ. You’ve been a good and naughty girl, and you deserve a reward.”
He reaches between my legs and pinches my clit. “Now come.”
I cry out, my body convulsing in his arms as pleasure explodes in a kaleidoscope of colors.
Exhilaration and euphoria shoot through my body, seeping into every cell, every particle.
I’ve never experienced anything like this before.
Wetness spurts out of me and for a few seconds I can’t see, my vision blinded from the orgasm.
Rex huffs out a few grunts, then his cock thickens and throbs before he lets out a raw, guttural groan. “Yes, fuck yes!”
His cum unloads inside my ass, the warmth prolonging my orgasm as my body continues to shake in his arms.
I don’t know how much time has passed before my mind flickers back on.
But the next thing I know, we’re both on the bed, him cradling me, his lips trailing tender kisses on my face and neck.
“Still stressed, Olive?” he asks, amusement in his voice.
I grumble something unintelligible.
“I’ll take that as a no.” He chuckles. “I love you so damn much, and I want to spend more time cuddling with you, but now I need to change into a new suit.”
Another gentle kiss later, he releases me and slides out of bed. But before he reaches the bathroom, he turns around, bows, and winks. “Rex-a-Million at your service. Do give me a five-star rating.”
Using the last of my strength, I grab a pillow and hurl it at him. He dodges and laughs before disappearing inside the bathroom.
And I smile.