EPILOGUE
Ky
We watch the kids as they play together in our home. It’s Christmas Day, and everyone is gathered around to celebrate. My sister Ivy, Everleigh, and my pops’ little girl has firmly intrenched herself as Willow’s best friend, and they’ve become inseparable. While Finn is playing with Sage and Tiny’s boys and they have become best buds as well.
We’ve gathered in the dining room, Sera is sitting in my lap, and my fingers are itching to slip under her dress and the yellow lace panties I know she’s wearing, to her hot, sweet cunt underneath. But I stop myself.
Barely. Because you know, full house.
Even though that hasn’t stopped me in the past with the sweet butts. But I wouldn’t disrespect Sera in that way.
Ever.
I love her too much. But I am drawing circles with my finger on her inner thigh, just to show her I’m thinking of bending her over the nearest object and fucking her once we’re finally alone.
I look around the table, everyone is there, except for Storm, who we haven’t heard from since he took off from the hospital after the overdose, and don’t know if he’s even alive or dead. Tiny and Sage have patched things up, finally, if their linked hands are anything to go by.
Tiny was released from hospital a few weeks ago, and he’s been slowly getting better, having to walk with a cane, and unable to ride for now, which has left him frustrated.
Riggs is turned away talking to Mallory, Everleigh’s best friend, ignoring Lexie entirely. I can see she’s fighting off tears, and she jumps to her feet to go inside and help Zoe with the cake. My brother is totally clueless about where Lexie is concerned.
Ella and my brother, Spider, are in deep conversation, which I can’t hear over the loud music booming through the speakers. Though I can see Ella isn’t too happy. Ink and I are in a better place now than we’ve ever been, thanks to my beautiful woman. His eyes are fixed on my little sister, Lily, who’s talking to our newly patched-in brother, Stingray, and he doesn’t look too thrilled about it.
Shaking my head, I turn my attention back to my woman. Nuzzling her neck, I know she can’t fight off goose pimples that appear all over her skin.
“I fucking love you,” I whisper against her ear, taking the lobe between my teeth, and nipping gently.
“I love you, too,” she replies on a sigh, wrapping her Property Of jacket more firmly around her. It’s blisteringly cold today, though it’s cosy inside, but I still wrap my arms around her for extra warmth.
“I love seeing you in this. Makes me hard as a pike. I want you to wear this when I fuck you later on,” I tell her, and she shivers.
She silently nods, and I know she’ll do as I ask.
“Hey, enough of that. Shouldn’t we be cutting the cake?” my pops calls out, tapping his flat belly, and I chuckle, shaking my head. Everleigh, looking much better than she has been lately since her treatment, a colorful scarf wrapped around her bald head, but she was still a beautiful woman, regardless.
As if by magic, Zoe appears with a cake in the shape of a racing car. Something she’s made especially at the bakery that was recently opened downtown, close to all our other businesses. Wall Flour was doing a roaring trade that Zoe had to employ extra staff. Which kept her busy, since little baby Bella was now living with Sage and Tiny full time. He wanted nothing to do with her for a long time, but his heart softened towards her, and now they’re a family of five.
But that came at the expense of Zoe and Chains, Zoe especially took it hard. But once they handed the child back, she’d discovered she was pregnant, and now here she was carrying in the cake she made especially for this occasion, her belly almost knocking it over. Chains jumps up to help her, just as a little voice I recognize as Willow calls out.
“Daddy, Daddy. Come, have a tea party with me. Pwetty pwease.”
“Well, when you ask so nicely, sweet pea, how can I say no?” I reluctantly tap my woman on the ass, and she stands so that I can get to my feet. Sauntering over to the tea party set she got from her mom and me for Christmas, I lower myself to the floor beside her, as I curl my massive hand around the tiny handle of the cup, and drink, and eat the pretend cake she serves to me. If someone told me I’d be sitting on the floor drinking pretend tea and eating pretend cake from tiny cups and saucers on the floor with my little girl, I would have told them they were crazy.
I revel in her soft giggles as she watches me. Looking over the scene of my entire family gathered around, my heart feels full. I finally have the woman I love, my pops is happy, even the brothers with their ol’ladies are happy.
Sera blows a kiss in my direction and I pretend to catch it, chuckling like a loon. I’m a happy man. What else could I want in life?
THE END