Epilogue
The entire Ranch had been buzzing for weeks as they prepared for the wedding, and finally the day had come. Reese did her best to hold still while Wren and Sadie took turns wrestling with the buttons that ran all the way down the back of her dress.
“Oh. My. Gosh!” Sadie exclaimed. “Every single button in the whole wide world was sewn onto your dress, Reesey!”
“And isn’t it beautiful?” Wren said dreamily.
“It’s so pretty!” Sadie agreed. “But it’s your turn, Wren. You get to do the rest.”
Reese just stood there, unable to wipe the smile from her face even as her heart fluttered in her chest, and she wondered if this was what Clancy the goat felt like when he saw a bird.
“Girls, what if I fall when I walk down the aisle?” she asked her friends nervously.
“You won’t fall, I promise. That’s why I glittered the heck out of all our sneakers to convince you to wear them, and not some silly heels,” Sadie declared.
“I know, and thank you, Sadie. I love them!” She stuck her toe out and admired the pretty rhinestones that Sadie had carefully applied to the fresh white canvas. “I’m just super nervous.”
“Everyone is nervous for their wedding, I think,” Wren said. “Okay, done! Let me just get these flowers in your hair, then you can look in the mirror.”
Her bestie stood on her tiptoes to pin the white and pink roses into her hair, which Jackie, the stylist from the Ranch salon, had done up into a crown of braids.
“Okay, Reesey. Time to take a look,” Wren said, taking her hand to lead her to the full-length mirror standing by the window in the main lodge suite, which was the room Derek had set aside for Reese and her wedding party to get ready.
“Oh… I look pretty,” she said. “It barely even looks like me.”
“Sure it does,” Wren assured her. “It’s still you; you’re just fancier than usual. But Reesey, you look sooo beautiful! Your Daddy is gonna die when he sees you!”
As Reese took in the full-length white dress with long lace sleeves, she sighed. “Gosh, I hope not!”
All the girls giggled.
“Of course not,” Hayleigh said. “We just want him to, you know, die from how pretty you look!”
Reese turned around to roll her eyes at Hayleigh just as there was a knock on the door, and Everly answered it.
“Reese, it’s time.”
The girls bustled out the door in a flurry of pink lace. Parked in front of the lodge was a carriage drawn by two of the Ranch’s horses. Travis handed each of the girls in, then climbed onto the bench to drive them to the wedding site.
They all chatted excitedly for the few minutes it took to reach the far side of the lake, then Reese’s tummy started to tumble again as she took in the rows of chairs, and the long aisle that led to an arch covered in roses and ribbons fluttering in the fall breeze.
The carriage stopped and she could see her Daddy standing under the arch, looking dapper in his dark suit, along with Jared Stark, Erika’s husband, and the Ranch’s attorney, who was officiating the ceremony. Bossy P stood sentry on a perch next to them. Reese didn’t know how they did it, but the ornery bird was even wearing a little tie.
Erika, who helped run so many things at the Ranch and was the most organized person on earth, was waiting for them along with Master Derek as music began to play.
“Okay, girls, you know what to do,” Erika said. “One at a time, nice and slow. And Wren, since you’re the matron of honor, you get to walk first with our flower girl.”
She handed a long pink rope to Wren. Stella the cow was on the other end, wearing a ring of pink and white roses around her neck and a pink halter to match. Reese had to reach out to give her a pat on her nose. Having Stella there made her feel a little bit calmer.
Wren turned to send Reese a smile, then Erika tapped her shoulder, and Wren and Stella the flower cow began their walk down the aisle, followed by Sadie, Hayleigh and Everly.
Derek took Reese’s arm and Erika handed her a small bouquet of roses. Reese took it with shaking hands. She was so, so happy. And so nervous.
“Master Derek, Sir? Please don’t let me fall.”
He patted her arm. “You know none of us here at the Ranch will ever let you fall.”
She turned to him, her eyes brimming with tears. “If you make me cry and ruin my makeup, Sadie is gonna scold you!”
He threw his head back and laughed. “So she would,” he agreed. “Okay, darlin’, here we go. Let’s get you married.”
It seemed as if the entire Ranch staff stood from the seats on either side of the aisle as the music changed. Derek took a step forward, and she walked with him, and every happy face she saw on her way to her future husband only made her smile wider. And when she finally looked up to see Arlo’s handsome face, the look in his eyes just stunned her. How was she so lucky to have a man who loved her the way he did?
Derek handed her over to Arlo, and the ceremony began. It all happened as if she were in a fuzzy, pink dream, and it seemed like only moments had passed before her husband slipped her wedding ring onto her finger and Jared announced them as man and wife.
“Kiss the girl!” Bossy P squawked.
To a background of applause and wild giggles from some of the Littles, Arlo took her face between his hands, staring into her eyes for a moment, his expression so full of emotion it made her heart overflow. Then he kissed her, a long, soft, sweet kiss that melted her down to her toes. When they pulled away, they grinned at each other.
“You’re all mine, babygirl.”
“That’s just the way it should be,” she told him, feeling like her whole body was beaming with love, and so much pride in being not only her Daddy’s Little, but his wife.
He took a step closer, then swept her up in his arms and strolled back down the aisle while she laughed and hid her face in his neck.
The reception went on in an enormous white tent, and everyone ate and danced the rest of the afternoon. When the sun began to set, her new husband leaned over and whispered, “Time to get you out of here, my Little wifey.”
“Oh, yes, please!”
They snuck out through a side flap of the tent and left their wedding guests dancing. When they got back to Arlo’s cabin—their home—he picked her up and carried her inside, then sat down with her in his lap on the big bed. He immediately turned her over onto her tummy.
“Daddy! What are you doing?”
“I’m giving my wife her inaugural spanking.”
“But my dress is?—”
“You really gonna argue with your brand new Daddy-husband?”
“Um… maybe?”
“You’ve been hanging out with Sadie too much, sweetheart,” he said as he slid her gown up to the small of her back, exposing her white lace thong. “Ah, how convenient of you to wear panties that keep your gorgeous little cheeks bare for Daddy.”
He gave her two sharp smacks on her sit spots, and she yelped.
“Ouch, Daddy!”
“That was your warning to behave, Little wifey.”
He smoothed his palm over the sore spots, and immediately her skin went warm under his touch and she was instantly wet. He slipped his fingers under the edge of her panties and stroked her slit.
“My baby loves a spanking, doesn’t she?”
“Mmm, yes, Daddy,” she answered truthfully. She hadn’t admitted it to anyone, but she knew she’d never make a good brat because she loved being spanked so much.
He began an even rhythm, first one cheek, then the other, and in between he paused to stroke her folds. It felt so good, and she started to squirm in his lap.
“What is it, honey? Do you need Daddy to get these panties out of the way?”
“Yes, please.”
He pulled them down and slid them off over her sneakers.
“Have I told you lately what a perfect little ass you have, babygirl? How it makes me want to smack it and cuddle it and…” He trailed off before leaning down and giving her bottom a quick nip with his teeth.
“Oh!” It hurt a little, but mostly it made her giggle. “Silly Daddy.”
He chuckled. “Yes, I am. I’m silly over you, my little love.”
He smacked her again, harder now, and kept stroking her slit with his fingers before reaching under her to rub her clit until she was squirming and panting with need.
“Ah, you feel so good. I want you to come for Daddy before I fuck you, baby.”
He rubbed harder, faster, and smacked her ass in short, stinging slaps. The pain only drove her higher, and within moments, she was coming, crying out as pleasure trembled through her.
“Daddy! Ohhhh…”
Before she’d had a chance to recover, he turned her over and moved her further up the bed. “Wait right there for me,” he told her.
She was still trying to catch her breath, so she laid there, watching as he stripped out of his clothes and sheathed himself before lowering his big body over hers.
“You don’t want my dress off, Daddy?” she managed to ask as he started to trail kisses down her throat.
“Mmm, yes, babygirl, next time. But right now I want to have my beautiful, sweet wife in her wedding gown. I want it to remind us both that we got married today. That you belong to me, and I belong to you forever.”
He kissed her before she could reply, his mouth coming down on hers with such passion, such heat, she felt it travel through her body, lighting her up inside.
She wrapped her arms around him as he guided his big cock to her entrance, then moaned as he slowly pushed inside, filling her up as he held her in his arms.
They moved together, her hips rising to meet his as sensation spread through her, warm and liquid. Soon he was panting as much as she was, and his hand went between them so he could tease that swollen, sensitive nub. They rocked together, panting, kissing, breathing each other in. And soon she had to come again.
“Daddy, please may I come? I need to. Need to.”
“Yes, my baby. Come with me. I’m coming, too.”
They held on tight to each other as their bodies exploded, and she swore she saw fireworks going off behind her closed eyes as her body shuddered under his.
“Daddyyyyyyyyyy!”
“My baby,” he murmured into her neck. “My wife. My Little girl. Just… mine.”
“Yes, I’m yours,” she said, simply to hear the words. “Yours always and forever.”
“Forever,” he replied, his arms tightening around her.
Later they got her out of her dress and lay naked in the bed, curled together, her head on his strong shoulder. Every inch of her felt good. Felt loved. She had no idea what she’d done to deserve this man. To deserve these friends and this life. But she knew she would appreciate it every single day. That her Daddy—her husband—would appreciate her every day. Love her every day. Take care of her every day.
Forever and always.