Epilogue #2
His sharp teeth nip my breasts, and I want him to stay right there, but I have to let go of that. He’s in charge. He’ll make me feel good. I just have to let go. There’s a sound of his pants hitting the ground before a hard, naked dick presses into my belly.
My thighs wet with my slick.
“Your scent. My god, your scent. I can’t tell if it’s heaven or hell being surrounded by your scent, Omega. It’s the most beautiful torture. I always want more. I’m completely obsessed with you.”
The moan that comes out of me should say it all. That I want him to never stop saying things like that. Ever. I want him to yearn for me even while I’m tied up on his boat, all his. His omega. His bonded mate.
He turns me around by my hips and then thrusts his cock between my legs. He only has to pull my hips back one more time before his cock notches into my cunt. Fuck me.
My toes lift off the ground.
“I love the way you feel wrapped around my dick, Omega.”
I drop my head back, and he thrusts me onto him again, driving him halfway. My vision goes spotty.
He fucks me over him, then brings his hand around to tease my clit.
I get close, but he pulls back. We are both at the precipice, but he gets us to the edge and then changes tactics.
The repeated cycle: nearly to climax then, stimulating some other part of my body, coupled with the gentle sway of the boat over the surface of the ocean, takes me somewhere entirely unknown.
I don’t know how much time has passed or even if the world is still turning out there.
The only thing I know is pleasure and Tony. Two twin suns in my universe.
At one point, it’s not a climax that hits me, but I realize I’ve absolutely ascended into space.
My alpha removes me from my hook on the ceiling and carries me to the bed where we play together, nearly inhabiting the same body.
He’s the love of my life, and he’s just made me feel every feeling I can, like there’s no good feeling or bad. Just…feelings.
He kisses the tears from my cheeks and tells me how well I did.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
He kisses my forehead, then pulls me in tighter.
“For what, Sweet Rosette?” I bite his jaw until my teeth make little marks, and then I lick them to make him feel better.
“For always finding me.”
The next time I wake up, Tony is not in bed with me.
There’s rustling on the floor under some covers, and it kind of looks like one of the blankets I crocheted.
But it’s blue, purple, and green stripes, which is a blanket I made forever ago for baby Fern.
I peek over the side at the strange blanket thing, and suddenly a head of curly blonde hair emerges.
She’s a toddler! Fern is here, and she’s a goddamned toddler!
“Hello Aunt Kely-uhhhh.” Fern struggled with my name, and so I taught her to sing-song the syllables, and now my name has tones.
I haven’t seen her in person…ever. She was a baby in the back seat with me while I was handcuffed and half out of my mind a year ago. We’ve only talked since on video chat.
“Oh my god, Fern!” She crawls up to me for a hug. I wrap my arms around her, and she’s so damned cute. I could kidnap her from Matty!
Tony chuckles from the doorway, and I look up at him, confused and excited.
“Our guests arrived a few minutes ago and boarded The Sweet Rose. They would have been here sooner, but Ash’s flight was delayed.”
“Ash!”
I suddenly hear two voices from the galley. Ash and Matty. Holy shit!
“Ash is here!”
“Matty invited him. I hope that’s ok.”
“That’s great!” Ash and I play online games together and like each other’s social media posts. We chat often. We emailed each other about what happened. It helps us process it all. He told me he was in bond therapy and was doing better. “How did you all board?!”
“They chartered a boat, which also took time. But I will make it up to you. Ash is making us dinner. I brought all of your things. It’s going to be a great trip.”
“Where are we going?”
“All over. Ash, Matty, and Fern will be with us for the first two weeks, then it will just be us for the next ten.”
Twelve weeks!
“Are you serious?”
“We were always out of there as soon as the sanctuary order was lifted.”
“What about your pigeons? The house? The pool?” I love that I’m asking this when before, I just left without a care in the world. I guess, if I’m being honest, I assumed my adventure would have ended after just a few days, with Tony dragging me back home. This is unexpected, but perfect.
“Ash is going to house-sit while we’re gone. For now, my dad is going over in the evenings.”
I give him a skeptical look. His dad loves those birds. There’s a high chance he’ll take them to his house and never return them.
“Are you surprised?” He helps Fern down as she wants to open every door and cabinet.
Fern falls over but quickly recovers. She’s wearing the blanket I made her like a cape and has chosen a large cabinet to crawl inside.
Matty has been telling me she suspects Fern will be an omega, and it is more obvious to me now more than ever.
I offer her a pillow, and she smells it first before accepting it.
A total omega.
“Yes. You got me. I’m so impressed.”
“Well, some of it was luck. I had to move the boat when I saw your search history for port cities and settled on the one my boat was not currently at.”
I look at his pretty face and crossed arms, in awe with him.
“You never let me go.”
“Never.”
Tony’s glasses gleam in the harsh overhead lights. He didn’t grow soft or complacent at all. He’s still always searching for me. Anticipating my next move.
“You want to go see them?”