Epilogue 1
AMELIA
3 Years Later
Our honeymoon.
When I was a little girl, I would’ve never imagined at twenty-two that I’d be on a honeymoon in Bora Bora with a hot as hell husband, an up-and-coming fashion career, a mom who’s alive , a best friend who means the world to me, and oh yeah, did I mention the hottest husband in the world?
Saying the word husband still sounds crazy to me, even though we’ve been technically married all along. But you best believe I show off my left hand whenever I get the chance. This two million dollar pink diamond rock is worth showing off.
And of course, you can’t have a honeymoon without lots of sex.
Sweat beads on Blade’s forehead as he pounds into me. “I don’t want to ever leave this good fucking pussy, baby,” he rasps. “My favorite part about it is that it’s all mine.” Thrust.
“I don’t ever want you to leave it, either, Mr. Ellis.”
“Fuck.” He trembles on top of me. “Call me that again.”
“I want you to come in me, Mr. Ellis. Fill me up so I’m leaking your seed all day.”
“Ughn, you keep talking like that I’m going to put a baby inside you.”
“Please,” I whisper. “I want one.”
“You think it’s time?”
I nod, clenching my pussy onto him. “Give me your cum. Fill me up, please, Mr. Ellis.”
“B-baby, fuck.” He rests his forehead on my shoulder. “Fuck, keep doing that.”
I clench around him harder, loving the loud noises he’s making into my shoulder, the way he shakes on top of me, and the warm seed of his I can feel spilling into my pussy. He stays for a second to push his cum in more, I know it’s because I asked for a baby. I could ask for a spaceship and he’d find a way to have one at our front door by next week.
He falls limp on the bed and our limbs are tangled together, hearts still racing. He traces slow, lazy circles on his name that’s carved under my breast, a contented smile on his face.
“You really like that mark, don’t you?” I ask.
“Yup.” He kisses my forehead. “It’s a reminder that I own you . That you’re mine. That it’s forever.”
I sigh happily, my body deliciously tired, and I can feel the warmth radiating from him as he wraps his arms around me, holding me close.
“Can you believe that we’re on our freaking honeymoon right now? It still feels unreal. The wedding we had last week still doesn’t even feel real. It feels like my life is some kind of rom-com I’m watching from the movie theater and that I’ll wake up tomorrow and you’ll be gone.”
We waited three years to have a proper wedding because in Blade’s words every detail has to be perfect for my pretty girl and you can’t rush perfection.
He chuckles, pulling me closer. “Well believe it, angel. Because it’s real. And I’m not going anywhere.” He snuggles his nose into my shoulder.
We fall silent, content just to be here together, with nothing but the sound of the waves crashing outside and the steady rise and fall of our breathing.
Then, I feel it—the unmistakable cramp in my belly. “Oh my God,” I blurt out, sitting up, feeling the flow start. “You must have fucked me so hard that my period started. It wasn’t supposed to start until next week!”
“When did you get such a dirty mouth, Mrs. Ellis?” He smirks.
I roll my eyes, scrambling out of bed and shuffling to the bathroom. “Shit, I didn’t bring any tampons.” Wrapping myself in my robe, I head down the hall of the villa to my mom’s room. She’s the type of person to keep a stash of everything .
If you’re wondering why my mom is on my honeymoon with me, it’s because we invited her, Frankie, Asher, Rhett, and Blade’s dad. Blade and I have taken so many solo vacations in the past three years since I dropped out of school, we felt our honeymoon should be shared with the people we love most.
As I open the room to my mom’s door, I freeze, eyes widening at the sight in front of me. My mom and Blade’s dad are in bed, together, very much occupied .
“Oh my God!” I yelp, quickly covering my eyes and slamming the door shut. Heat rushes to my cheeks as I stand there in the hallway, processing what I just saw.
My mom. Naked. Underneath Blade’s dad.
I dart back to our room, breathless and trying not to laugh. Blade looks at me, eyebrow raised. “What happened?”
I take a deep breath, still trying to shake off the image that will probably be burned into my mind for a long time. Oh my god, I’m gonna have to look them both in the eyes at dinner. “I went to ask my mom for a tampon, but… she was in bed… with your dad.”
Blade’s face drops, but he doesn’t look the least bit surprised. “I told that old fart to stay away from her.”
“You knew about him liking her?” I sit on the bed.
“I mean, how couldn’t he? No offense, but your mother looks exactly like you, which is smoking hot.”
“I don’t know whether to take that as an insult or a compliment. But either way—” I rest my hand on his chest. “I think we should let them have a go at it. It’s been three years and your dad hasn’t touched a drink once. My mom is finally in a good place mentally. My dad is… well, you wouldn’t tell me where he is, but I trust that he’s not in a position to come back. Maybe this would be a good thing for them, they both could make each other happy. They seemed to have…” I clear my throat. “ Chemistry .”
“I… don’t even want an image of that.” He sighs, still looking doubtful, but he nods. “If that’s what you want, then okay.”
“Really?”
“I’ve already told you before, your wish is my command, pretty girl.”
I smile, leaning down to kiss him, and of course, he grabs the back of my head to deepen the kiss. It becomes hungry, fierce, insatiable.
“Ready for another round?”