Epilogue - Josiah
It took me a while to feel like myself again and fully heal, but now all I have left from that night is a scar. It’s a scar I carry with pride. It’s a night that doesn’t bring me trauma or misery.
I saved my brother…and I finally won the girl.
The love of my life.
My entire universe.
“My love,” she calls out from across the patio, waving at me where I am standing in the pool, holding onto both of the twins as they float on their pink inflatable flamingo.
“I’m here,” I call back.
“Oh, never mind, you’re still swimming. Can I get you another beer?”
“Nestor is bringing one,” I call back.
Alara and Izabel arrive next to Kayla, handing her a cocktail.
I grin, watching my wife smile.
She is too beautiful for words.
“Here you go, man,” Nestor says, sitting on the side of the pool with his feet in the water.
“This is the fullest my place has ever been,” I muse, looking around at all the Pakhans, their wives, and their kids. It’s beautiful chaos.
“The kids are all getting along great, which is always a plus,” he muses, taking a sip of his beer.
We hear a loud shout from Ardalion, who is playing ball with the kids on the lawn, except there is no ball, and they are all piled onto him like a jungle gym. He’s laughing so hard he can barely breathe.
“Still no sign of Radev?” Nestor asks.
“Nothing. But we have eyes everywhere,” I reply, turning back to look at my twins.
“We want to go play!” Kira demands, trying to wiggle free of the flamingo.
“Okay, give me a second and I’ll help you.” But she’s determined to do it herself and slips out of the ring and faceplants into the water.
I grab her and lift her up. Her face is in shock.
Kelsey starts laughing.
Kira starts laughing, too.
“You rascal! You need to learn to be patient,” I scold her, lifting her out of the pool. Immediately, she sprints towards the lawn and launches herself onto Ardalion.
“That girl is going to be a wild one to try and keep in line,” Nestor chuckles.
“She already is!” I scoff.
Kelsey waits for me to lift her out and then also runs towards the chaos.
“I suppose I should go and see what my wife needed help with earlier,” I tell Nestor, climbing out of the pool.
I find Kayla in the kitchen, piecing together a platter of food with cold cuts and crackers and every kind of cheese you can imagine.
“Hi, gorgeous girl,” I say, stepping behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist.
“Hi, gorgeous husband,” she grins. “I wanted you to help me carry these,” she says.
“Sure. But where is the chili sauce? We need chili sauce,” I insist.
She rolls her eyes and wiggles free of me, walking to the back of the kitchen and into the scullery.
I slip in after her and close the door.
She turns to see why it suddenly got darker, and I push her back against the wall and kiss her.
She giggles and pushes me away. “Did you even want chili sauce?”
I shake my head. “Not at all,” I whisper, slipping my fingers beneath the edge of her dress and lifting up as I glide my hand up her thigh.
She lets out a soft breath, tilting her head back as her eyes flicker closed.
“We have guests,” she gasps when I slip my hand between her legs and pull her bikini aside so I can slide my fingers inside her.
“Let them wait. They’re all busy anyway,” I say, dropping to my knees in front of her and lifting one of her legs over my shoulder. She gasps in pleasure as I wrap my lips around her pussy and gently suck. I move my mouth in slow circles, writing messages with my tongue over her pink petals.
She tastes so divine, I can’t get enough of her.
Kayla threads her hand over the back of my head and pushes my face harder against her pussy, moaning sweetly. She’s driving me wild, teasing me by being so turned on.
I lick her until she’s close to orgasm, then I pull away, smirking.
“Josiah!” she complains, biting her lip.
I grab her and turn her to face the wall, pushing her so that she has to bend down and arch her ass towards me.
She squeals, and a little giggle escapes her as I pull her dress up and yank her bikini down just enough so it’s out of my way.
With my cock in my hand, swollen and rock-hard, I rub it against her wetness.
She moans and arches against me even more.
I thrust into her, and she is jolted forward. Grabbing her hips, I hold her steady as I start to fuck her fast and hard.
All the teasing with my tongue has warmed her up so much that she is already on the verge of collapse as her legs begin to shake.
And I am so turned on by her that I can’t slow down or hold back.
“You’re fucking perfect, my angel,” I growl. “Your little pussy is so perfect, my cock can never get enough of you.”
She gasps louder and I reach around to clamp my hand over her mouth.
She moans against my hand, and the sound drives me wild.
Her pussy is already shuddering over my cock, pulsing and throbbing.
My cock grows harder and I push deeper into her. Fucking her from behind is one of my favorite things. I swing my hand and slap it against her ass cheek and she yelps, muffled again.
I groan as her pussy clenches in reaction to the sting of my hand.
Stepping away from her, I grab her and spin her around again.
Her eyes are wide with desire when I lift her in my arms and spread her legs with her back against the wall. Holding her in place with one arm locked beneath her ass, I thrust into her again.
This time, I silence her with a kiss, locking my lips over her mouth. I shove my tongue into her mouth and kiss her deeply.
She groans and claws at my skin, digging her nails into me.
She arches her back and rocks her hips, encouraging me to go faster.
Then suddenly her entire body is rigid with pleasure, and her pussy is tight around my cock.
The orgasm waves through her over and over again as I continue to fuck her, harder, faster, until I explode hot come into her.
She gasps, breathing heavily as I slowly pull out of her and let her slide to the ground. She stands there grinning at me.
“So, um, did you want the chili sauce or not?” she asks, her face beautifully flushed.
I crack up laughing. “Yes, let’s take it. Things can never be too spicy,” I reply.
As I turn to leave, she grabs me back and kisses me.
My heart swells with happiness.
I scoop her up into my arms and throw her over my shoulder, carrying her back into the kitchen. Back to our party. To our family.
To our beautiful life.
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THE END