Epilogue
A few months later
Nico
I asked her to be my wife on the first day of spring. Couldn’t sleep for a week leading up to it, afraid she’d say no, afraid she’d find me lacking, afraid my forever with her was slipping out of my grasp. The things holding us together are strong. But the things pulling us apart are too.
My past, my wayward ways. Her tortured past.
I didn’t believe it would happen until the moment she breathed, “I do,” a few hours ago.
We held the wedding in the yard of her clubhouse, surrounded by all her friends, and some of mine, away from any semblance of a church and priests.
The reception was held here too. A wild affair that’s not dying down yet even now, as the night tips towards morning.
But we’re alone in our part of the yard at the back of the clubhouse.
The light of the bonfire we’re sitting next to illuminates her beautiful face, makes her long, soft platinum hair sparkles a pale gold.
The engagement ring on her finger sparkles too.
It doesn’t have a big, flashy diamond on it.
I had it made specially, with the diamond flat against the band, so she could wear it under her riding gloves. Even as I feared she’d refuse it.
“Me, a married woman… never thought I’d see the day,” she says, looking at the way her ring sparkles in the firelight.
“Me either,” I say and get one of those sharp looks from her. The ones I love so much and that never fail to make my dick hard.
But then her eyes soften as she gives me a soft kiss on the cheek. “If I have to spend the rest of my life proving you’re worth every bit of my love, I’ll gladly do it. But I do wish you’d just know it already.”
I kiss her lips, can’t help it, wanting to get even closer to the words she just spoke.
“I do know it,” I tell her. “I just hope I’m worth it.”
She wraps her arms tighter around me as she leans closer. “There’s nothing we can’t do together. I think we’ve proven that once or twice already.”
“That we have,” I say and hold her closer still.
“And we’ll continue to prove it,” she says. “You’re stuck with me now.”
I kiss the top of her head. “Stuck? You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
She cocks her head and grins at me. “Oh, yeah? So maybe it’s time to consummate this union of ours, don’t you think? Make it official. Our lovely, five-star honeymoon room awaits.”
She insisted we get that honeymoon suite, thinking it’s what I wanted. But I mostly just want what she wants.
I grin at her too. “What’s wrong with right here? Who needs a hotel room when we’ve got the whole night and all the stars to ourselves here.”
The wedding party is still going on inside the clubhouse, loud and wild. But we’re alone by our bonfire.
“You sure?” she asks, her voice leaden with doubt. And it’s true, I am partial to the finer things in life. Like nice restaurants, fancy hotels, classy clubs and such.
But above all, I’m partial to her. And I don’t think I can wait to drive to a hotel before having her tonight and making it official, as she said.
“What can I say, your wild biker ways are staring to rub off on me,” I tell her. “And anywhere is a five-star hotel with you. A five-star life.”
“So let’s go meet that life,” she says, a peaceful, happy smile playing across her lips as she kisses me.
The kiss is soft at first, but before long all my passion that keeps growing for her day in and day out takes over.
As always, she unfolds for me, gives herself to me completely and without reservations.
And I give her everything I have. Under this starry sky, our naked skin warmed by the raging fire beside us that’s not hotter than the fire that is our love.
Burning bright, hot, everlasting. We truly become one, until I no longer know where I end and she begins.
Her moans of pleasure are the only thing I want to hear for the rest of my life, the pleasure she gives me the only thing I will ever need.
But it’s not until the last thrust, with her pussy clenching on my cock as she comes too, that I know she truly is mine.
My wife. My salvation. My forever.
THE END
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