Epilogue I
Tyson
“Fuuuck.”
I hiss as my throbbing cock finally sinks into her sopping wet pussy. Her tight heat enveloping me fully, making my eyes roll to the back of my skull.
I’ve been eating out my girl’s sweet little cunt for most of the afternoon, turning her into a trembling, needy mess at the verge of passing out, begging me to fill her up.
And now that I have her underneath me, her delicate body folded over the bed at the back of our RV with the doors wide open, I’m done holding back.
The ocean spanning across the endless horizon shimmers with the golden reflection of the setting sun right before our eyes.
We’ve been on our road trip up the West Coast ever since I got back into shape. The recovery from my injuries made bearable because of the most attentive personal nurse imaginable.
One who’s been willing to put her mouth on me while at the same time let me taste her. Lashing my tongue over her clit from below since she refused to let me get up.
Which I would have been fully capable of.
Once I got my strength back enough to be able to protect my girl, I’ve been determined to complete Malory’s list of dreams, to create space for more.
For the rest of our lives.
Currently, we’re camped at a secluded beach somewhere in the midst of the Olympic National Park. Surrounded by thick, mossy forests with no other soul for miles on end.
Just how I like it.
Not only because I’d kill anyone who saw or heard her like this. This girl is all mine.
Every last moan and whimper.
By the way, I do usually let Nero out of the camper van whenever we get it on. Which admittedly has been the majority of this trip.
Although, I did persuade Malory to go on more hikes with me, making it that much more enjoyable when she clings to my back with her arms and legs tightly wrapped around my torso as I carry her.
Her feet don’t hurt and I get to feel her skin against mine while the dog trots contently at our side.
It’s a win for everyone involved if you’re asking me.
“Does my baby like the pretty view while getting her tiny pussy pounded?” I rasp into her ear, laying my body on top of hers.
I know my girl likes feeling all of me, feeling my weight as I cocoon her in my arms.
“Ah… h-harder…” Her desperate pleas get carried away by the wind.
“Can you handle more, little one?” My hand wraps around her throat from behind. Holding her in place as I slam into her, making the van rock with the force of my thrusts.
“Taking all my cock in your perfect pussy.” I drive into her over and over, loving the way her body writhes underneath mine, gazing out at the ocean while we fuck like animals.
“Y-yes!” Her walls flutter around me, gripping my shaft like a vice.
That’s it.
Just like that.
“Let me use you, baby.” Pulling back, I keep a tight grip on her hips as I watch her ass bounce every time our bodies connect, my balls slapping against her clit.
Malory’s back arches at the sensation, whimpers of pleasure escaping her parted lips every time I hit her cervix.
“My good girl.” I groan at the way her cunt fists me at hearing those words.
My baby has a praise kink.
“So fucking tight for me!” I spew profanities while railing her petite body into the mattress. “Taking all of me so fucking well.”
I can’t get enough of her.
It’ll never be enough.
“All fucking mine!” I twist her hair thrice around my fist, pulling her bare body flush against mine, her back against my heaving chest.
“Yours!” My girl moans, reaching back to wind her arm around my neck as I continue my onslaught on her tight little cunt.
“And I’m fucking yours, baby girl!” I vow with my fingers strumming her swollen nub, making her convulse around me.
My groans battling with her cries as we both come. Bodies entwined, shuddering as one before we collapse in a sweaty heap.
This is everything.
Everything I didn’t deserve but have taken anyway.
“Mine.” I growl possessively with one last tender kiss to her temple. Seeing her like this, all dopey and satisfied, sets off something primal within me.
Burying my head into the crook of her neck, my teeth sink into her sensitive skin, earning myself a soft moan before soothing the marked spot with my tongue.
Malory’s eyes droop with an adorable yawn. I gather her limp body in my embrace just as Nero prances into the RV, stretching out at the foot of the cramped bed.
We snuggle under the sheets, her head resting on my chest as we watch the last rays of sunshine disappear, submerging us in utter darkness with only the moon and stars for company.
And like every night, I start telling her about the constellations above.
All the while I let my fingers trace their patterns on Malory’s bare back until she falls asleep in my arms.
Her body fitting perfectly against mine. The missing piece that made my heart whole once more.
“I love you more than life itself, little one.” I whisper against the crown of her head as I feel her breath even out.
Kissing her hair, I take a deep breath of her sweet scent before allowing myself to close my eyes in peace.
The solitude of nature has become our home.
A place where we both can be wholly ourselves.
Both with our respective burdens and past traumas, but nonetheless together.
Each warding off the other’s demons as to not let our darkness swallow us whole.
Where we’re free.