Epilogue – Farrah
One month later
One month of recovery and we’re both about to lose our minds. I’ve been strict about no sex until Locheran’s completely healed, meaning no more lingering pain and his energy back to one hundred.
He’s been cheating though, using his tail, fingers, and mouth on me.
But now? I need Locheran inside me.
Once the sun sets, I jump onto the bed. Locheran grumbles and slowly wakes. I straddle him, rubbing my pussy over his hardening cock.
His hands grab my hips, and he holds me down, groaning at the sensation.
“Take me right here, Locheran.”
He slaps my ass and tosses me onto the mattress beside him. “Nope.”
He chuckles, peeling himself out of bed and disappearing into the bathroom. After relieving himself, I follow him into the kitchen where he makes himself a breakfast of two bagels slathered in onion and chives cream cheese.
He takes forever to finish his food. Then even longer to finish his coffee.
After I’ve sighed at him for the millionth time, he finally stands.
“Get dressed. Club attire,” he says.
He rolls his eyes when I squeal and clap my hands before running to the bedroom.
I change in record time and slap on minimal makeup. My hair stays down and falls over my shoulders in loose curls.
Stepping back into the living room, Locheran runs his eyes down my body.
I’m wearing a short black dress with spaghetti straps that shows off my cleavage and thick thighs.
Heat fills Locheran’s stare, and I hold up my finger.
“No take backs. We’re fucking at the club.”
He huffs then offers me his hand. “Ready?”
“Ready.”
He leads us out to his balcony and scoops me into his arms, then catapults us up into the air. I close my eyes as the cool, late September air whips through my hair and over my body.
I’m too excited to be scared. Too turned on.
Plus, I feel safe in my mate’s arms.
It takes about five minutes to arrive at Vara’s club, Nightshade, in Lower Manhattan.
Locheran lands on the roof and without setting me down, he walks toward the rooftop access door. A large and tall man—my hunter DNA alerts me that he’s a supe, werewolf if I were to guess—nods and opens the door.
“I can walk, you know,” I say when Locheran descends two flights of stairs.
“I know.”
He smiles and winks.
We take one more flight and arrive at ground level. He walks us through double doors and onto a crowded dance floor. A Sabrina Carpenter song plays, but it’s been remixed with a faster beat.
We move through bodies, past supernatural beings of all kinds. It’s not until we get to the middle of the dance floor that Loch sets me down.
The song changes to a slower, more sensual one and Locheran scowls at the corner, I assume at whoever is DJ’ing tonight.
“This is perfect,” I say, smoothing my hands up his chest.
I turn around, my back to Locheran’s front. Then I start moving. My hips sway to the beat, grinding against my mate’s hardening cock.
He groans and skims his hands over my waist to my front side. One large hand flattens across my stomach while the other cups my breast.
“You still want to do this?” he asks, his warm breath fanning across my neck.
“Yes,” I say, barely able to contain my desire.
Locheran’s tail snakes up between my legs. I part them enough for the tip to reach my slick heat.
“No panties?” Locheran asks. “Naughty mouse.”
A moan slips out when the tail’s tip presses against my clit.
I don’t pay much attention to the creatures around us. I know they’re watching. Their own moans and whimpers call to ours.
“You’re so eager to be claimed by me in front of them.”
The tip of his tail starts vibrating and my legs nearly give out. I hold on to Locheran by the nape while he brings me to the cusp of orgasm.
But just before I go over the edge, he stops.
“No!”
He silences my protest by clutching my chin and turning my face for a kiss.
Moments later, his elongated tail slides inside me. I scream out my pleasure, and my pussy walls clench around it. His left hand moves down my stomach and slips underneath the bottom of my dress.
I don’t care if I’m showing everything to the room. I need this.
His fingertip finds my clit and presses down, massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves fast—just how he knows I like it. My eyes struggle to stay open the closer I get to orgasming.
I spot monsters watching us, fangs bared, wings fluttering. Eyes lit up either a deep red or some other ethereal color dot the dark around us.
Locheran’s tail pistons into me as his fingers continue to work my clit. It’s too much and when his fangs graze over my neck, I explode with my release.
Once my cunt is done spasming around his elongated tail, he slips it out of me and shoves it in his mouth to lick off my pleasure.
Then he scoops me up into his arms.
“What the hell, Loch?”
“They’ve seen enough,” he growls.
He nearly runs off the dance floor and back up three flights of stairs to the roof.
I scream when he shoots us up into the air, barely getting a hold on him.
“Seriously? We barely did anything!”
He chuckles, the jerk.
“Don’t worry, Mouse. We’re not done yet.”
“What do you mean?”
He wiggles his brows at me.
“Sky sex.”
I shake my head. “No.”
“It’s happening.”
“I could have sworn Xander said sky sex was off limits.”
“It’s frowned upon, but him and Evangeline fuck up here all the time.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
With it being early fall, the night air is cool but pleasant as we soar into the sky.
I turn my head enough to see the buildings disappear.
Below, the lights from office windows and traffic sparkle as Locheran flies us higher.
Then we pass through a layer of clouds until reaching a height Locheran has deemed safe for me to still be able to breathe.
“Won’t we put on a show for passing planes?”
“Nah, I’ve got us masked. Which means you can scream as loud as you like.”
He adjusts us so my legs are wrapped around his waist. I glance over his shoulder and watch his wings flap casually.
They’re stunning.
“You ready, little mouse?”
I tighten my hold around his neck, not sure how he’ll be able to fuck me without dropping me.
“I won’t drop you, don’t worry.”
I nod and Locheran’s hands smooth up and down my back before cupping my ass. He leans in, kissing me gently while squeezing roughly.
“I love your ass. Let me bite it.”
I laugh and playfully slap his chest.
“Hold on to me,” he says and moves his hand between my legs.
His fingers slip inside.
“Fuck, Farrah, you’re still soaked from when my tail claimed you on that dance floor.”
“All for you, baby.”
He groans. “Call me baby again.”
“Baby,” I say, seductively with a hint of a tease.
We kiss and Locheran uses the distraction to take out his cock. When the head pokes at my slick opening, I whimper.
He doesn’t give me warning and thrusts up into me, causing me to scream. I rest my forehead on his shoulder.
“That’s it, Farrah. Let the world hear how well I fuck you.”
He withdraws, to the tip, before slamming it back in. His fingers dig into my hips as he holds me in place, allowing him to drive into me at a damning pace.
I scream louder, if possible.
“So good, Farrah. Would you like more?”
I nod.
“Tell me. I want to hear it.”
“Please, Loch, I need more. Use your tail and fuck my ass.”
His tail moves around to my backside, transforming into a phallic shape and self-lubricating.
His thrusts don’t slow as the tip of the tail prepares the tight hole. When it slips inside, just past the first ring of muscle, I tense.
“Relax, Mouse. I won’t hurt you."
That’s hard to do while getting fucked hundreds of feet in the air. Or is it thousands? I don’t know, but I do my best to relax for him.
“That’s it. You’re doing so well.”
His praise helps, and he slides his tail in another inch.
Locheran has been preparing me for this moment, letting his tail stretch me a little more every day. So it doesn’t take much for it to bury deep inside.
He pauses his thrusts. “How does that feel? Okay?”
“Good. Really good. I feel so full.”
“That’s what I want to hear,” he says and jerks his hips to fill me to the hilt. His tail moves in tandem with his cock, and I can already feel my orgasm getting close.
“Reach between us and touch your clit,” Locheran orders, and I don’t hesitate to comply.
Our bodies are nearly flush, but I’m still able to squeeze my hand between us. I sink my finger past my FUPA until reaching my sensitive clit. I press down and massage, slow at first because it’s a little overwhelming. Then I pick up speed.
“Fuck, Loch, I’m going to come.”
“Do it, Mouse. Come for me."
His words act as a catalyst and the orgasm ripples through my body. Locheran curses as my pussy walls squeeze around him.
He waits until I’m done, then resumes fucking me.
“Give me another one, Mouse.”
I shake my head. “No, I can’t.”
“You can and you will."
He’s right, getting double penetrated already has me worked up again. He’s not being gentle with me, and I love him for it.
“I’m going to knot inside you, okay?”
“Please,” I say, panting.
I grab hold of his horns, fisting them up and down. I’m trusting my mate not to drop me since I’m no longer bracing myself around his neck.
“Fuck, Farrah! I love when you touch my horns. Keep doing that,” he says, moaning loudly next to my ear.
I’ve never heard a man… a gargoyle… be so vocal. It’s hot as hell.
When pressure builds between my legs, Locheran slows his thrusts, but his tail keeps driving into me.
“Are you going to come for me again, mate?”
“Yes,” I whimper. “But only if you bite me.”
He doesn’t hesitate, sinking his fangs into the crook of my shoulder. A second orgasm washes over me. My pussy walls spasm around his growing cock. The knot prevents him from moving. When I reach out to graze my fingertips over his wings, he explodes with his release.
He unlatches from my neck, careful not to take too much of my blood, and his body shudders as he pours his cum inside me. His cock pulses against my tight pussy walls.
He curses again until he’s done emptying himself and rests his head on my shoulder, breathing roughly.
Once we’ve both caught our breath, he starts flying us back to our apartment.
With his cock still knotted inside me.
“So,” he says, a smile spread across his face. “How was sky sex?”
I roll my eyes. “I suppose you were right. It was amazing. Ten out of ten. Would do it again.”
He kisses me but the gesture is interrupted by movement to my right.
“What the hell?” I say, spotting Xander carrying Evangeline in his arms.
“Um…” she says. “This is awkward.”
“Did you two just have sex up here?” Xander asks, his regal demeanor taking over. “You know that’s frowned upon.”
“And what exactly are you and Evangeline about to do?” Locheran counters.
“That’s none of your business, Loch!” Evangeline says, unable to contain her amusement. “Farrah, we’re meeting for brunch tomorrow. I’ve got to know what you thought about sky s—”
Xander shoots them up higher into the air before Evangeline can finish the sentence.
“Do you think they noticed you’re still inside me?”
“They noticed.”
I groan. So embarrassing.
Locheran shrugs. “Don't worry. Xander’s about to knot inside Evangeline too. It’s necessary with sky sex. That way, cum doesn’t leak out and fall down to smack someone on the head.”
I laugh and Locheran winces.
“What is it?”
“When you laugh, your pussy clenches around me.”
I want to laugh again, but I manage to hold back my amusement. It takes less than a minute for us to reach our balcony. He opens the sliding glass door and quickly closes it so Potato doesn’t try to get out. Then he takes me into the bathroom.
“Ready?” he asks.
“For what?”
His knot has receded enough to slide out of me, and the moment he places my feet on the floor, I feel it.
His cum, dripping down my legs.
“Oh. That.”
“Come on,” he says. “Let’s go clean up.”
And I let my mate take care of me, like he’s been doing since the moment we met. Whether it’s scaring off creepy men at a club or washing me in the shower, I’ve never felt so loved as I do with this monster.
He makes me giddy.
He makes me feel seen.
He makes me feel wanted.
He makes me feel complete.
I love him.
“I love you too, Mouse.”
My monster mate.
The End