Epilogue 2 #2

Peter helped cook, and Levi was on cleanup this morning after breakfast, which meant it was his turn.

“Child Labour is real,” he whines instead, making Levi laugh as he starts gathering some of the plates.

“I’ll help you,” he offers and just like that, Damon’s back to grinning as he immediately starts cleaning up and races after his brother into the kitchen.

“Peter, do you mind watching the twins?” Julian asks, and Peter quietly shakes his head before he follows the twins into their playroom.

It’s just us left and Julian and I only need to share a glance before we’re racing up the stairs in a hurry.

“You’re taking them hunting, so we don’t have long,” he says as he tugs me into our room. The door slams shut behind me, and I barely manage to lock it before his lips find me.

We share a wrecked moan as we crash together, bodies warming with lust. Julian drapes his arms over my shoulders as sparks erupt between us, stronger than ever. Groaning, I grind against him and he chuckles.

“Well, aren’t you excited?” Julian teases, smirking as I hoist him up and carry him to our bed. “Was last night not enough? Or this morning?”

“It wasn’t,” I admit, growling as I lay him down before sitting up to tug off my shirt. He gets his pants and I’m just starting to work on mine when he tugs my underwear down and pulls my cock out.

“Let me see what I can do to fix that,” he groans before taking me into his mouth. I hiss, then moan as I stumble into him, driving deeper into that wet mouth.

Julian hums as he drags his tongue up and around my tip, licking languidly before he wraps his lips around me again and swallows me down.

“Oh fuck,” I groan when he slides a wet finger into my ass. It slips in easily after all we’d done this morning, and I fall into him as my body gives. “Hurry!”

I’m leaking in of his mouth, and I’ll come if he’s not careful.

“So impatient,” he growls, pulling off to suck two fingers into his mouth before driving them into me. I almost fall, clinging to his shoulders, spreading my legs for more.

“Fuck!” I groan as Julian fingers me, stretching me quickly before he shoves me onto the bed, switching places. I push up on my knees, spreading my ass while he knocks around in the bedside drawer.

Cold lube makes me jerk until Julian works it inside me, barely getting his fingers out before he slams himself into me. I moan loudly as my eyes roll to the back of my skull, and I’m already flying.

Fingers digging into the sheets, I try to catch my breath, but Julian doesn’t give me a moment to adjust as he starts thrusting into me without mercy.

“Y-yes—harder!” I groan, and he growls, shoving my head down into the sheets and mounting me from the behind.

My cock leaks between my spread legs as Julian grabs my hips and starts fucking into me. My vision blurs as pleasure floods my body with each thrust. I clench down on him, circling my hips, making him groan above me.

“Ah, fuck yes,” he moans, meeting my movements, each thrust brushing against my prostate.

“Stroke me,” I command, already so close.

Yanking me up by my hair, Julian tucks his chin over my shoulder, leaning over me to wrap his hand around my cock. He strokes once, nibbles my mark, and I see stars.

“Juliannn!” I moan as I come. He fucks me through it, grinding deeper, and I can barely breathe.

“You came without me,” he groans against my ear, making me shiver as he keeps me suspended on my high. He pulls back, slipping out, and I collapse onto my side before he turns me over.

On my back, I watch through slitted eyes as he lifts my legs, forcing them above my chest and making me yelp a little.

“Hold them,” he instructs, and I obey, grasping my thighs tightly as he slowly sinks down.

Blue eyes flick up before Julian’s tongue dips inside my hole.

“Holy fuck!” I shout as he starts massaging me with his tongue while his hand strokes my throbbing cock. “There,” I moan, eyes rolling as his tongue drags over the skin under my balls before dipping it back inside my stretched hole.

“I love hearing you scream because of me,” he says as he lifts himself to my cock. He trails his tongue around the tip, licking slowly while those blue eyes hold mine.

“Ju-Julian …” I stutter, shivering as I leak onto his tongue. “Put it back in.”

“What? My fingers?” he asks before he slips three inside me at once. My eyes bulge and my legs shake as he fucks them into me while his tongue laps at my cock.

“No,” I moan, slumping when he stops.

“Then what? I won’t know unless you say it clearly,” he whispers, making my cheeks heat. “This?” He sits up to rub his cock against my ass.

“Yes,” I pant, pushing back against him as I hold his gaze. “Fuck me.”

Julian groans before pushing in, and I’m falling again.

“Oh God,” he moans. “You feel so good.”

He slams his hips against mine, driving into me, making me gasp silently beneath him.

“Ah! Agh!” I moan with each thrust, eyes filling. Julian pushes my hips up higher, sinking deeper, and I’m drowning. “Ahhh!” My cock leaks all over me, precum touching my lips, and Julian groans as he watches, his hips moving faster.

“I’m going to come, and I want you to swallow it,” he growls, eyes glowing. “Do you understand?”

I nod my head, not trusting words. His hand wraps around my cock and I whimper as I race towards the edge again.

“I—” I can’t manage anything else as I come, emptying my balls all over my face.

Shuddering, I clench and moan as the orgasm continues. Julian fucks me through it, pulling out at the last second to shove his cock into my mouth. He comes a second later, holding me in place so that I have to swallow.

I look up at him through blurry eyes as he jerks his hips, pumping his cum down my throat. When he’s done and there’s nothing left, he falls back, panting hard, and I cough as I try to catch my breath.

Julian slides down until his lips meet mine and licks the cum off my face. I groan as he tongues me, getting every drop before his lips find mine so we can taste each other. His tongue laps over mine and I suck on his as we grind against each other, still hard and desperate.

“My turn,” he says against my lips before he sits up.

I open my eyes, blinking desperately as I feel Julian line my cock with his hole. I pant, tossing him the lube, and he takes a sec to work some inside of him and onto my cock before he slowly lowers himself.

I hold him steady, letting him adjust and work me in, but the second he’s done, I push him down onto his back and slam all the way in.

“Oh fuck!” Julian moans as he arches beneath me, eyes blown wide. “W-wait. Not so fast!” he stutters, wrapping his legs around me but I can already feel his hole clenching. “Aiden, no. I’m nghh!”

Julian comes on his chest, making me smile as I work my hips so he can ride it out.

“So quick,” I growl, dipping low to lick his ear, and he whimpers as his cheeks heat.

Arms wrapped around my shoulders, Julian rakes his nails down my back, grabs my ass and forces me deeper.

“Fuck!” I groan and he moans as I hit his prostate and grind. I sink my teeth into his mark, and he shakes, coming again. I’m there with him this time, and I can barely find air as I finish inside of him.

Groaning, we heave, riding out the last of our orgasms with staggered breaths until we’re both spent. I slip out and I fall onto my back next to him, panting heavily as we stare up at the ceiling.

“Thirteen years later … and I still can’t get enough of you.” I turn my head to look at him.

Julian laughs weakly, tilting his head my way. “Same here,” he whispers before leaning over for a kiss that undoes us both.

“Are you perverted freaks done?” Damon shouts as he bangs against the door. “’Cause Levi and I are ready!”

We break apart to look at each other and laugh. This room’s soundproof like our last place, but I guess maybe we weren’t so subtle with the whole disappearing act.

“I’d love to go for round …” I pause, thinking. “I lost count, but he’ll be back if I don’t go.”

“It’s fine. There’s always tonight,” he says, rolling onto his side as I get up and get dressed. He watches me move, naked on our sheets, head propped in one hand. “I’ll be waiting.”

“You little minx,” I growl, returning so I can kiss him hard. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” he whispers against my lips, and I can taste his smile like I know he can taste mine.

It stays on my lips long after I leave him, just like I know it will for the rest of our lives.

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