Epilogue
Britt
1 1 months later.
Our life had been hectic. Derek had more time to focus on stuff outside the knights since he wasn’t the watcher anymore and had moved up to the president. He and Ryder had been playing football for the school, and my man was actually good. I’ve had to fuck up a couple of cheerleaders, but thankfully, I haven’t needed to kill one.
Krista and I have been focused on dance and getting ready for an upcoming showcase; we had also been taking strip aerobics, which Derek wasn’t too crazy about at first, but after sitting in for two classes, which I wasn’t happy about, he caved. It was all women. I did almost kill one of them; I could have slit her dainty little throat in half.
My main focus lately had been my role of cupid.
“Well, that didn’t take long,” I laughed. Ryder just forced one of Krista’s most recent love interests into a mental hospital.
“Did you honestly think he would have let the date happen?” Derek teased.
“Well, I mean, if he isn’t going to make a move, she deserves to be happy,” I responded. Filling my cup with wine.
“I agree, but he isn’t ready; he wants to be ready.” Men were so dumb.
“And I understand that caveman, but they could date, flirt, I don’t know, even fuck, before he claims her. She doesn’t have to know he is planning on claiming her, but she also shouldn’t have to wait one thousand years. We aren’t vampires.”
“Right,” he nodded sarcastically. “So, keep throwing them together and having Ryder run errands that force him into the same space as her like that isn’t obvious.” He scoffed.
“You’re an asshole,” I told him, throwing popcorn at him.
“I’m your asshole, and would you please stop making a mess in our new place. Thank you”
“No, I don’t think I will,” I replied, being the brat he loved.
“If you want me to fuck you, Trouble, just say that.”
“I don’t; in fact, I want you to never ever fuck me again.” I got up and walked to the kitchen, swaying my hips extra just for him. And just like I intended, he came up behind me, locking me in between the counter and his body. His hard cock pressed against my ass.
“Let the fucking commence, should we record it?”
“Yes,” he responded immediately.
Life couldn’t be any better; I didn’t think I would ever deserve this kind of love; I didn’t think it was in the cards for me. Derek said fuck the cards and wrote our story himself. I couldn’t be more grateful. Now to get Krista and Ryder to get their heads out of their asses.
But I guess that’s a story for another day; right now, I wanted my caveman to fuck me like a rag doll and make me cum on his thick throbbing cock. Mmmm.
The end.