Extended Epilogue
Raegan
“It’s bubbling. Is it supposed to be bubbling?” I ask Dane, concerned I’m already screwing up my assigned task.
Kellan dips a finger into the sticky substance and licks it clean. “Tastes good to me.”
Dane smacks him over the head with a spatula. “Don’t stick your finger in the food we’re all going to be eating. Did you even wash your hands? Get out of the kitchen!”
Smiling at the two bickering behind me, I stir the liquid as I’d been directed to. Watch it. Stir it. Don’t let it burn.
Kell bumps into me, knocking me forward.
A swift breeze pushes me back before I fall onto the hot metal pot.
“Rae! What the fuck, Kell? This is why you’re banned from the kitchen!” Dane pulls me away from the stove to look me over.
Kellan steps protectively between me and the stove as if it’s the one at fault. “Shit, beautiful. I forgot how small Old Red’s kitchen was. Are you hurt?”
I swat him away. “I’m fine. Now watch out so I can get back to stirring before I ruin it.”
Kell tries to stay by my side, but Aiden pins him with a dark stare. “Out.”
He shrugs, turning to the cabinet and pulling out some liquor. “I’ll make us some drinks. What do you want with our festive meal, beautiful?” He gathers them between his fingers in his two large hands, strolling around the island to the open side before setting them down.
Aiden’s sitting at the other end of the island peeling and slicing apples into a bowl while Jackson’s perched in the middle of the island with one foot up and the other dangling.
Whenever Aiden gets distracted by us, he uses his gift to float an apple slice to himself.
I’m still waiting for Aiden to realize half of his work has been eaten.
He would have been done already if not for Jackson’s snacking.
“I’ll have whatever you’re making,” I answer Kellan.
Dane turns the fire down on my burner. “Let it simmer for another couple of minutes and then take it off the heat.”
I nod, making note of the time so I don’t mess it up.
When he said he was making a big dinner for tonight, I asked if I could help.
It’s the perfect night at Old Red with holiday music playing in the background, white string lights hanging along the brick walls, and a tree in the corner with small presents underneath.
A fire plays on repeat on the television to add the crackle and ambiance without the heat.
After dinner, we’ll open the presents and relax for the night.
It’s our first night back at Old Red since Dane and a few Guild members helped renovate it.
The dorm-style rooms are gone, replaced with larger rooms for each of us with attached bathrooms. My bedroom is the largest with a bed big enough for the five of us.
The truck bays have all of Kellan’s project cars and Dane’s bike.
Aiden’s still shopping for a new car since he sold his Aston Martin.
I’m also in the market for a car since Kell’s been giving me more driving lessons.
We’re going to find one that I can use for getting around and in street races.
I turn off the burner and shift the pot back.
“You finished?” Kellan hands me a drink. It tastes like peppermint and cream.
“Mm, this is delicious,” I moan.
He grins. “Good. Get your sexy ass into the living room then, and we can sing and dance to some music before food’s ready.”
I turn to Dane, but he answers without me having to say the words.
“I’ve got the rest. Go dance.” He starts to wave me off, then pauses.
“Wait. Come here.” Dane hooks his fingers into the tie at the back of the apron, tugging me back.
He pulls me into a kiss, his hand cupping my face as he presses his warm mouth against mine.
I sink into him, gripping his shirt as my heart flip-flops in my chest.
He releases me with a smirk, and I realize he’d untied and removed my apron. He points to the words on the front: Kiss the Cook. He licks his lips, tasting me. “Go before I decide I’d rather eat you.”
Kellan laughs and smacks me playfully on the ass to get me moving to the living room.
I push him back, laughing and dancing as I move backward to the center of the living area.
He pushes the low table out of my way, giving me more floor to work with as I start to move with the music.
I’m wearing a sexy red velvet dress that flares into a short skirt rimmed with white fluff.
It moves when I sway my hips. Shimmies with me.
Kellan cheers me on from the side while the other three’s eyes are locked on me. Their attention feels like heat from the sun. Warm and burning at the same time. Like my heart catches fire and makes my chest ache with how much I love them. And how much I feel loved by them.
This is everything I’ve ever wanted and more.
I finish my drink before long, then call out a bathroom break. My body’s buzzing between the alcohol and music that Kellan turned up so loud, I could feel it vibrating through me like at the clubs.
The bathroom door bursts open as I’m washing my hands, and Dane stands there, his amber eyes molten as they stick to me like honey. He’s on me in seconds. Kissing me. Holding me in his arms.
I melt into him, grasping at his shirt and pressing my body to his. When I find the stiff outline of his dick in his jeans, I rub against it. Warmth pulses in my chest, slithering to my core.
His hands run down the back of my dress to my bare thighs, lifting me in one smooth motion to straddle him.
He turns us, gently setting me on the bathroom counter and pushing my back to the mirror.
I recently got my phoenix tattoo redone over my scars, so he’s careful with the bandages as he moves me around.
I moan into his lips, using my heels to lock him in place as I grind against him.
“Fuck. I need you, babe.” Dane kisses down my neck, his hot tongue swiping my collarbone. He pushes my underwear aside, sinking a finger—and then two—inside when he feels how wet I am.
My head drops back and smacks the mirror, but I’m too busy rocking over his fingers to give a shit. “Yes!”
Dane removes his belt in a frenzy, whipping it out and then yanking his pants undone with one hand.
All while he continues to kiss and lick my skin.
Tasting me. Savoring me. He scoops my breasts free of the dress, piling them on top so they’re lifted and exposed.
He sucks a nipple into his mouth while shoving his pants and briefs down, kicking them out of his way.
I bury my hands in his hair, holding him to my chest as I roll my hips and gasp at the building pleasure. Pleasure coils in my lower abdomen, tugging and urgent with every swipe of his tongue and slow thrust of his fingers.
Then they disappear, but I’m empty for only a second before he slides his dick into my pussy with a loud groan. “Fuuuuckk. Goddammit, Rae. You feel. So. Fucking. Good,” he grunts between thrusts, his hands gripping my thighs and golden-brown eyes drinking me in.
My mouth parts, helping me to breathe through every strike of his dick. My face is flushed from the alcohol and pleasure combined as I watch him watching me. As desire collides with a base need to feel him inside of me.
Before long, I’m calling his name through a climax, white-knuckling the counter as ecstasy pulses through me.
My orgasm triggers his, and he holds me tight.
Even when his muscles grow slack, he doesn’t let me go.
He presses his lips to mine. Again. And again.
“I love you, Rae. I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too,” I murmur softly, stroking the side of his face.
A voice clears.
We both look at the open door.
The other three are standing in my bedroom, watching.
“Where was our invite?” Kellan drawls, his grin feral as he takes in my disheveled appearance.
“I took your food out of the oven when the timer went off,” Aiden states, pulling his tie loose. “The apple pie is in the oven. Make sure you take it out when it’s done.”
Dane untangles himself from me, then helps me to my feet. He plants another soft kiss to my lips. “I’ll go finish dinner.”
Jackson cocks his head, a feral smile curving his lips.
My heart pounds with excitement as the three of them watch me hungrily, waiting for me to make the first move.
Slowly, I slide the dress from my shoulders. Down my hips until it falls to the floor. My underwear is next, leaving me naked except for my heels. I remember how much Kellan liked me in those.
“Come and get me.”