15. Epilogue
Epilogue
“ Y ou’ve been busy, I see,” Mav said as she stepped up behind Colette.
Mav loved coming home after a long day to find Colette already there.
The delicious treats Colette often made were not a downside either.
Apparently Ichornians were very fond of their pastries, and Colette had learned how to make a truly decadent chocolate croissant while she had lived there.
A tray of the flaky rectangles sat on the kitchen countertop, still warm.
Mav picked one up from the tray and took a bite, the buttery layers pulling a moan from her.
Colette watched her like a hawk for a moment before handing her a small glass of dark purple juice.
“The sweetness of the joulum goes nicely with the bitter chocolate,” Colette said with a wink.
“Where’s Talisa?” Mav asked, hoping desperately that some alone time with her mate was in the cards for tonight.
“Her friend Mona came to take her out to dinner for the evening,” Colette answered, biting into a pastry of her own.
“Mm, that is excellent news,” Mav said through her mouthful.
“I had an idea, actually. I visited a new shop today and bought a little something I thought we could try?” Colette’s eyes gleamed with mischief.
“Oh? You know I’ll try anything with you, my love.”
“I’m so glad. I think you’ll rather enjoy this particular surprise. Why don’t you go get comfortable on the bed and I’ll join you in a moment?”
Mav’s heart beat a little faster thinking of what her incredible mate might have in store. She wondered every day how she had gotten so lucky. A noble, generous thief, of all the people she could have ended up with.
Colette went up on her toes and kissed Mav’s cheek before giving her ass a gentle smack, shooing her toward their shared room.
It had taken Colette a while to get comfortable with the idea of Mav moving in with her and her grandmother, but after a few months she had finally given in.
It had immediately felt like home to Mav.
Mav removed her leather armor, and her clothes, and settled onto their massive bed.
The view out of their window showed Zhava City sprawling out around them.
Buildings painted in every shade reflected the setting desert sun, and the dying light caught on the city’s many sapphire pools, sending shimmering reflections across the skyline.
Mav had lived here for a long time, but it hadn’t truly felt like her city until she found her place with Colette.
She couldn’t wait to go on leave and take Colette out into the desert to where her people lived; to introduce Colette to her own family.
Colette strode into the room then, interrupting Mav’s thoughts. She was naked save for a series of leather straps that clung to her hips and ass. A massive glass cock-shaped object was held in place at the center. Mav’s mouth went dry.
“Lay back, love.” The command in Colette’s voice had Mav immediately moving to comply.
“Arms up,” Colette said, swiftly binding Mav’s wrists to the headboard with silk rope. She lay fully exposed, and Colette admired her openly, appreciating her body.
“Beautiful,” Colette breathed. “Now I’m going to fuck you, my lion. You know your word if you need me to stop.” Mav nodded.
Colette climbed on top of Mav, spreading her knees wide and exposing her sensitive cunt to the breeze that drifted in through the window. She watched as Colette admired her; Colette always made Mav feel so wanted.
Without a word, Colette bent and began sweeping her tiny pink tongue across Mav’s clit. No gentle teasing caresses tonight; Colette was trying to make Mav come with vicious precision.
Mav tried to breathe, to keep her pleasure at bay, but she couldn’t, and she came with a feral yell after what felt like mere moments. Colette knew exactly the touches to drive Mav wild.
Before the pleasure had even run its course, Colette raised up onto her knees and positioned the massive glass cock at Mav’s entrance.
Colette leaned forward inch by inch, pressing it into Mav’s channel, and the sensation of fullness while Colette looked at her with such fire was completely new and exhilarating.
After a few moments of carefully working the cock in, it was seated fully, Colette’s hips pressing into Mav’s own.
“Sting me, Mav,” Colette whispered. Mav didn’t hesitate; she flicked her tail and jabbed her stinger into Colette’s ass cheek, just like she had that fateful night.
The effect was almost immediate. Colette’s pupils dilated and she moaned as she began to move, fucking Mav in long, slow strokes.
Colette kept moving, and Mav got lost in the sensations, staring up at Colette’s perfect face as a sheen of sweat formed on her brow.
She slowly became aware of a pressure building in her lower back, her feet tingling and numb. The pleasure built and built, Colette keeping her pace, until Mav cried out and felt a rush between her legs. Colette smiled down at her, stilling her thrusts.
“Oh my lion, do you like it when I fuck you? You look so pretty squirting all over me like that.”
Mav was too overwhelmed to even form words.
“I’ll get you cleaned up,” Colette said, slipping off the bed, leaving Mav tied up, trying to catch her breath.
Colette returned a moment later with a damp cloth and Mav’s favorite fluffy bathrobe slung over her arm.
She had taken off her leather strap contraption—that Mav would certainly have questions about later—and now wore one of her silk nightgowns.
She untied Mav’s wrists, cleaned her up, and helped her into the robe before climbing back into bed and snuggling up on Mav’s lap.
Mav put her hand on the back of Colette’s neck and pulled her into a long kiss.
When they finally pulled apart, Colette smiled.
“I’m desperately in love with you, my lovely thief,” Mav whispered to her mate.
“I’m grateful every day that you caught me, love.” Colette answered, nestling her face into Mav’s neck.
Mav’s soul ached with gratitude, too, for all she had found and all the joys that lay ahead for them.
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