Epilogue Three
GALEN
Ten Years Later.
“S hut. The. Fuck up. And take this. Dick. Like a. Good girl.” I grunt with every thrust of my hips. Piper was so fucking bad today, and now, she’s paying for it. “Never should have fucking done it.” Groaning in her ear where I’ve got her pinned against the wall, Piper mewls out her pleasure.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” No, she’s fucking not.
“Liar.” I bite her neck when she constricts her walls.
“It hurts.” That fucking whine, I could live off it.
“Good, it damn well should.” Pulling nearly all the way out, I slam back in deep, forcing her to take me to the hilt without working her up to it.
Almost fourteen years together, and still, she’s virgin fucking tight. Five kids. Still. Virgin. Tight. Fucking tight. Her pussy is every bit as addicting as the night I made her mine.
“Daddy Galen, please,” she gasps loud enough that the partygoers outside would hear her if not for the music blasting through the outdoor surround sound. “Harder.” I fucking knew she liked it like this.
“Going to wear this short-ass dress without panties again, wife?” Christ , it’s a miracle I still get to call her that.
“Yes,” she smarts off to me.
Clamping a hand across her mouth, I fuck into her as viciously as I can without fucking her through the wall. We did that once. Explaining to five kids how the hole got there is not high on my priority list again, so I temper my thrusting hips.
“Your pussy is mine. This entire fucking body is mine. If someone saw you, I’d have killed them.”
She wouldn't have done it if she understood my seriousness. I’ve killed men over her before, and I will continue to do so as long as I’m on this earth. To be fair, they were predators. They’d have raped her if given the chance, and I’ll never allow that to happen.
“I know, Daddy. I’m all yours forever.” I can make out her mumbled words behind my hand as an orgasm painstakingly ripples through her body and catapults me over the edge with her.
Seating myself deep inside her until my dick is empty, I keep her pinned as I shower her throat and jaw with kisses. “Number six,” I whisper in her ear, and she jolts.
“You didn’t!” Her glare is adorable. I’ve been keeping track of her cycle again, and she’s ovulating now. “You switched out my birth control?” She attempts to sound angry, but it doesn’t work.
“About three months ago.” For each pregnancy, I’ve done it. She never knows when I will knock her up, and I have fun doing it.
“Dammit, Galen.” Struggling to get away from me, I hold her tighter.
“I can’t help how addicting you are all round and stunning with my baby inside you. It’s your fault for being so alluring while pregnant.” She sags against me, submitting to my will.
“You are so lucky I love you and want to give you everything.” I am, and I fucking know it.
“I love you, too, doll, and whether we have another one or not, I’ll always worship you and our babes.”
Until the day I die, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them happy and safe. It’s my mission in life and one I’ll never fail at.
The End!