Epilogue
Mia
Looking down at my hand, I can't help but smile at the beautiful ring that Kieran gave me. I know he forced the ring on my hand, but now I can't imagine ever taking it off.
Warm hands wrap around me making my smile bigger as he whispers, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah. I just packed the last of my stuff," I tell him.
"Did you pack that bathing suit?" he mutters against my skin as he kisses down my neck leaving goosebumps in his wake.
I turn in his arms, wrapping my own around his neck, pressing my lips against his before muttering, "You know I did." My hands go to his chest, and I try to push off, but his arms tighten even more.
"Husband—" I begin but he hums against my lips.
"I love it when you call me husband," he says before lifting me up, his hands going under my ass.
"Kieran, we need to go soon," I plead as he places me down on the bed, kissing down my body.
"The only place I need to go is right down here," he whispers against my skin, pushing up the sweater dress to my waist.
"Mmm..." I hum as his fingers wrap around the waistband of my panties, tugging them and ripping them off me.
I love when he does that, it makes me feel like a goddess.
Kieran flattens his tongue against my slit, throwing me into a state of ecstasy, one that quickly becomes so overwhelming my legs try to close on their own. But he doesn't let me, instead, his hands lift my ass up, bringing my pussy closer to his face.
My legs wrap around his neck as he mumbles, "I love the taste of your cunt."
After what feels like hours of him licking every part of me, he scrapes his teeth against my clit, sending me to oblivion. My legs tighten and I scream out, "Fuck."
Kieran lets go of my ass, and I plop down on the bed. He looks up at me smiling with my cum glistening on his face. I can't help but return his smile.
"What about you?" I ask.
"You can make that up to me later," he tells me with a wink as he stands up straightening his shirt.
"Oh, do you have a plan?" I ask him as I slide off the bed.
He glances over his shoulders at me. "You know I do."
I roll my eyes at him. Walking over to my dresser, I open the top drawer when his deep voice tumbles over me, "Mia. Don't."
Turning back, I say, "Don't what?"
"Don't wear any underwear. I want to know you’re ready for me at any moment."
The look he's giving me makes a shiver run down my spine. Closing the drawer, I reply, "Fine."
A knock on our bedroom door comes. "Yes?" Kieran answers.
"The car is here for Brendan's wedding," Henry's voice comes through the door.
"Coming," I answer, making my way toward the door, swinging it open.
"Hi, Henry," I greet him.
"Mia. Can I help you with your suitcases?" he asks politely.
"No. You can help me with all of our suitcases," Kieran snaps at him using the “I’m head of the mafia tone.”
That’s my cue to leave. They can figure out how to get our stuff to the car as I pick up my purse from the ground. The two men pick up the luggage, moving as if they don't weigh anything as they walk down the hall.
It doesn't take long before we're climbing into the car. Nerves flutter in my stomach as we drive to the airport, one with private planes. I've never been on one before, actually I've never been on any plane.
The men are talking, but I ignore it until I hear, "Mia will stay with Mikhail."
Turning toward them, I ask, "What do you mean I'll stay with Mikhail?"
Kieran grabs my hand. "After Brendan's wedding, Henry and I need to go to Florida. You'll ride back with Ella and Mikhail."
"Why?"
"Henry's getting married," Kieran says with a wicked smile. I look between the two of them, knowing they're up to something. Sighing, I let it go. Who knows what they’re up to, but good luck to the woman Henry is going to marry.
The car parks before a plane and whatever their scheme is forgotten. The door opens and Henry gets out first, then Kieran. As always, Kieran puts his hand out ready to help me get out, and I take it right away.
He pulls me into him and I can feel the warmth of his body. I press up on my toes, kissing my husband. When I pull away, I giggle. "I love you, husband. Even if you forced me into it."
"I love you," he replies, smacking my ass. "Now, let’s go watch my brother get married."