Epilogue
I can’t believe it took us twenty years to get here. For me to have the love of my life, in my life, in my arms, and in my bed wearing my ring. It may have taken some time and a lot of senseless bloodshed, to get us here, but I wouldn’t change a single fucking thing.
Waking up after the witches did their witchy-woo shit, that was necessary and for the greater good. I was pissed, missing out on seeing the bitch take her last breath for what she did to my family. I wasn’t listening when Selvy tried to explain what they did. All I wanted to do was get as far away from that crazy shit as possible. And never ever see another damn other again in my lifetime. I mean well… okay, a few of them were cool. Despite that, it’s going to take me a minute to want to have an experience like that shit again.
All I know is that what they did stopped whatever Julia was doing, knocking everyone except my woman and Julia out cold. My woman, being the badass, choked the life out of the crazy bitch and saved the day. My woman and girls were safe, and relatively unharmed, as were all the other girls and women who’d been kidnapped. So I call it a win.
Princess wasn’t the only one who had been brutalized by the men holding her. And she wasn’t the worst. Not discounting what she’d gone through. I think my girl is stronger than she gives herself credit for. Rocket and Vex had been adamant about sticking to her like glue. If she is anywhere, you only have to look left or right to see one of them hovering. Of course, she acts like it pisses her off, but I see the secret smile she hides while they cater to her. Yeah, my girl will be alright. As will the prospect who had been protecting her, had his ass kicked and had been in the hospital, broken arm and leg. He should come home in the next few weeks once his other injuries heal up a little more.
I take a drink from my beer as I look around the room. My life is full. My family is happy… My thoughts stall when I see my son Bull sitting in the corner glaring at the club girl sucking him off. I still haven’t been able to get him to talk to me about what he asked me. He’s been pissed as fuck, snapping at everyone and living up to his name since we got back home. He won’t talk to any of us about it. And I’m going to have to do something soon because this shit can’t keep going on.
Sin refused to come back with us to the club. When I asked my woman why, she said she had to work some shit out. She was the only one not there when we all woke up. Her grandfather had already spirited her away as soon as his eyes were open and he was aware enough. Other than phone calls here and there. She didn’t sound like she had any plans to come home anytime soon.
Two days after getting home, I was in for the shock of my life when my woman wrapped her arms around me, handing me a piece of paper that looked like one of those weird-ass psychology what’s this look like pictures.
Yep, at my big damn age, I’m going to be a daddy, who chases their kid around while pushing a walker.
Well, shit.
Fucking Bellamy. That image is going to be stuck in my head for fucking forever.
GUNNER
A week later
I’d just woken up after a few hours of rest. I have no fucking clue what time it is. It is early. The sun is barely peeking through the blinds. But I don’t give a fuck about anything as I hold my woman to me. My hand rests on her still-flat stomach. I smile into her neck. Finding out about the bean shouldn’t have been as shocking as it was. Our kids have given us hell about us having a kid younger than our grandkids. I don’t give a fuck. I knew what I was doing, taking my woman bare, knowing she wasn’t protected. My smile gets wider, as my dick hardens as it calls out for my woman’s delectable pussy.
I pull her leg across my thigh as my dick slides between her legs. Savvy moans when I slide between her folds. The hand I was cupping her stomach with trails up to her breast, which had gotten sensitive over the last few days. I’ve made her cum just by playing with her nipples a few times. My other hand slides down to cup her sex. My thumb strokes her clit. It doesn’t take long for her to wake and work her dripping pussy over my hard cock. I’m damn near ready to come, and I haven’t even been inside her yet.
I shift my hips, my tip probing her entrance as I pinch and play with her nipples and her clit. As soon as I enter her, she cums, coating and squeezing my cock for dear fucking life. I damn near pass the fuck out trying to hold back from releasing inside of her.
Rubbing her hard, tight little bud prolonged her release, only serving to torture me further. Savvy writhes, cries out and shakes as her release drags out. She begs me not to stop and then to keep going. My hips slide in and out of her leisurely as I continue to play with her. When it becomes too much, she begins to beg and plead with me to stop because she doesn’t think she could cum again. I do. I needed her to, and I’m not stopping until she does.
When I feel her pussy clamp around me and her release gushes out and around me, dripping down my balls and onto my thigh. I let go and fuck if I don’t see fucking stars and hear fucking angels singing. I come hard. If she wasn’t already knocked up, she definitely would be after this.
After catching our breath, I adjusted, rolling, so she’s lying on my chest, her legs parted, pussy full of my softening cock and our combined release. She moans into my chest when I shift my hips.
“Fuck, Savvy! I don’t think I’ll ever feel heaven like I do while I’m inside you.” She mumbled something, but I didn’t catch it. Leaning down, I kiss her sweaty forehead, keeping my lips there, breathing her in.
“Gun, I love you. No matter how hard I tried to deny it. I couldn’t. You’re the man who broke, destroyed, and changed me. But you are also my man. That helped me put myself back together. You helped me realize that forgiving is not forgetting. That forgiving doesn’t make me weak. Forgiving you was the greatest gift I could have ever given myself because of this happiness. The life we share is better than I could have ever dreamed.” She says the last part softly. I feel wetness on my chest. My words get stuck in my throat
Deciding instead of using words, I show her exactly what her words mean to me. I flip us so her back is to the bed and I am over her, keeping my weight off her lower half. I shift my hips. Pushing up on my hand, I look down at how beautiful she takes me, swirling my hips, watching her take me. My strokes are slow, steady, and even. I bend down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth as I make love to my woman. Savvy cries out, and her hips buck, urging me to take her harder. I refuse as I bite down on her nipple, which causes her to hiss and dig her nails into my shoulder. There is a little bite to her grip, which spurs me to devour her other nipple. My hips continue their steady, torturous pace. She feels so good I need to savor every ounce of this moment.
My hips pump in and out of her leisurely as I lick, suck, nibble, and lap at her nipples. She tasted so good and so fucking mine. The scent of her was driving me insane. Pulling her nipple into my mouth, pinching it between my teeth, and gently biting down was enough to send her over the edge. Savvy screams out my name so loud I wonder if the entire compound heard her. Her chest arches with the force of her release, mine not far behind as I roar and still above her.
“Shit, I think you broke me.” She says breathlessly.
I roll off her so I can catch my breath. “I guess you should lie here, then.” I turn my head and smirk. My hands automatically come to her nipple and I run my fingers over them as I watch her chest rise and fall. My woman”s body glistens under the sunlight peeking through the windows. A sated smile on her face lets me know I’ve done my job in satisfying her.
Admiring her and all her naked glory. Damn, my woman is beautiful. I’m one lucky motherfucker.
“I’m going to shower, even though I’d much rather have your scent on me all day. But I don’t like sharing any part of you with any motherfucking body. I’ll text a prospect to bring us breakfast. We’ll eat once you shower and dress. Then maybe nap.” I say, sitting up and staring down at her.
She sleepily nods. “I like that idea. I’ll wait to get up until I can feel my legs.” We both chuckle.
Lean down and kiss her lips, pulling away quickly before things get heated. Can”t get enough of Savvy, and I’m not sure I’ll ever want to. Sliding out of bed I head into the bathroom before the temptation becomes too much.
I may have had to fight like a motherfucker, but I love my life.
I smile as I turn the shower on.
SAVVY
Finding forgiveness was not simple. Sharing who I am, and the part of my past that forged me into who I am, was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. But it was worth it. Loving Gunner and letting him in was worth it. Now I have, with the help of my future husband and baby daddy”s, help our children navigate the messes they seem to make of their lives.
Being an assassin, a mother, an ol’ lady, and a soon-to-be wife is all it’s cracked up to be. I couldn’t have asked for a better life or man to share it with.
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