Epilogue
Alex
Jade wore a light-blue bikini that was literally making me drool. Her long, flowing brown hair was tied into loose boxer braids, and she sat in the shade with the chubby baby, cooing and smiling.
"Da-da? Can you say dada? Or mama?"
"She can say stop, that's for sure. That's what two older brothers will do to you.
" Olga chuckled at her own words, nursing a cold lemonade.
“Listen. Can you hear?" She paused and put her finger to her ear.
"Exactly. Silence! I swear, little boys are so difficult to keep alive.
They keep doing everything in their power to kill themselves. "
The sun was relentless, but the cool ocean waves made up for it as the yacht sailed on. It was Thursday, ten days before Jade and I were to be married, and we all decided to go for a swim.
Roman and Isla joined us for the day, but Isla was three months pregnant with their second baby, and her nausea would kick in at random times, like after drinking a glass of lemonade at lunch.
She sat on Roman’s lap, quietly whispering something in his ear and pouting every once in a while. Roman's large hand rested on her stomach, and he listened with a smile on his face, his eyes closed. Damn, I wasn't sure who was more whipped, me or him.
A whole year, or, more precisely, ten months, had passed since Jade's and my reunification, and it was bliss.
Andrei and I had restarted our business, but…slowly. We didn't focus on volume; we went after quality now. A few of our crew came back, but unlike before, Andrei and I kept a close eye on everyone.
And Jade? Well, her plan worked without a hitch. Jade kept her OnlyFans account open for a few months, but once she deleted it, she disappeared from all socials, like she never existed. She liked it that way.
Someone else vanished too. After his resignation, Sebastian Moretti sold his house, stepped down from all boards, and cut all contact.
He never reached out to Jade, but I suspected that was because Andrei and Olga killed him.
I didn’t know for sure, but I knew Andrei.
He liked to do things quietly and in secret.
He also liked to do things for his wife.
Olga was a sharpshooter and he told me about a date he planned for them one Friday evening—one where she had a chance to practice on a live target.
It all worked in my favor because that meant Jade was forever mine. And she made my life complete. She was my peace and my serenity. She was the meaning. Knox didn't lie before I blew his brains out—Jade was a ray of light.
Just like on this yacht—she glowed. She also loved spending time with Masha, Olga, and Andrei's daughter and would always gladly take her off Olga's hands.
Especially since Olga was also pregnant with their fourth child.
I swear, they did nothing but fuck—to have four children?
And I felt like it was definitely time for that to be part of my life, too.
I was determined to have three pregnant women on board today when we docked back home, if you catch my drift.
We spent the afternoon doing nothing serious, and while Jade, Isla, and Olga lounged in the shade and chatted about something hilarious to them, I picked a spot to stop so everyone could go for a swim at the nearby beach.
Everyone except Jade and me. I had other plans for us.
"Olechka, be careful! The water may be too cold if you jump in suddenly!" Andrei gave his wife paranoid and unnecessary advice.
Both Roman and I quietly snickered at those words when we watched Olga launch herself into the ocean with the force of an Olympic diver.
"See? She never listens to me. Be prepared, boys. This is what happens after almost ten years of marriage,” Andrei said right before jumping in the water to join Olga.
Jade was about to take the same journey as Olga, but I grabbed her hand right in time, pulling her out of Roman and Isla’s way.
Roman caught the way I stole her away, his eyes widening in outrage. “Don’t even open your mouth to tell me anything,” he spoke Russian, fighting a smile. “Just close the door to your room.”
"Where are we going?" Jade asked so innocently as I pulled her further inside. I glared at her, salivating. She was so fucking gorgeous, I just hoped I had enough self-restraint to get her to a bed.
"Come with me." I put on my best serious face and walked faster, still holding Jade’s hand while she trotted behind me. Finally, I pushed her inside our room, shut and locked the door, and quickly pulled the curtains closed.
"What's going on? Why are you so secretive?"
She stood in the middle of the room in her little bikini and blinked at me with her perfect, wide eyes, all surprised and expecting a coherent answer. I took a step closer and inhaled—her scent making me weak in the knees. She smelled like jasmine, honey, peace, and…mine.
"How long...are you planning to torture me?" I towered over her, and she stared up at me with all the purity of a virgin. "Hm?" I prompted, trailing my gaze over her bikini straps, my fingers already burning against her skin.
"What do you mean? Am I torturing you?"
Oh Jade, ever the actress.
"Every night, I wait for you. But you and Isla have been chatting away until the morning hours, and you keep ignoring your fiancé. They've been staying with us for three nights…they’re with us for three more. Are you planning to let me live with blue balls for almost a week?"
I furrowed my eyebrows, caging her body against the wall. I wasn't angry, of course, but for her pleasure, I could pretend. Jade chuckled, wrapping her arms around my neck and burrowing her fingers in my once again longer hair.
"Aww, poor thing." She pouted dramatically. "Does your dick feel neglected?" She swayed back and forth with her little satisfied smile.
"Hmm...you think it's funny?" I returned a sarcastic smile and dragged my fingers right underneath her bikini top, up and down on her nipples, just softly, just to tease. It had the desired effect—her eyes fluttered closed and she sighed, leaning in closer. "I don’t think you’ll be laughing in a minute when my neglected dick pounds into you. "
I waited for nothing else—I shoved that bikini to the side, exposing her perfect, round, perky tits, and squeezed them both. She gasped loudly, barely understanding what was happening, but I had already pulled down my swim trunks and lifted her up in my arms.
"Wha—you can't be serious!” Jade cackled but tightened her grip around my neck. “We're literally out with our frien—mm!"
I crashed my lips into hers, immediately sucking her tongue into my mouth.
Mmm, she moaned into it—the sweetest sound in the world.
Oh God, I really was depraved. Eyes closed and locked in a kiss, my hand slid down her body and right between her legs, tugging the bikini out of the way to get at what I so badly wanted.
I thrust in hard, pinning her to the wall with my hips and slipping my arms underneath her knees so she was exposed and unable to move.
"Ah!" Her gasp echoed in the room. "Fuck, you're so hot when you're angry!" she exclaimed, my cock pounding into her without respite.
Ah, fuck yes. I would get her pregnant today. I couldn't wait any longer.
She was too loud—her gasps and moans bounced off the walls, but that’s what I wanted.
My thrusts were harsh and relentless, and her body shuddered with every snap of my hips.
She was perfect like this—holding onto my neck for dear life and her perfect, pierced nipples bouncing an inch away from my lips.
Jade was upset that I lost mine, so she decided to pierce hers. She loved the barbells with the diamond studs I had gifted her.
"Finally..." she whispered into my ear, her eyes half-lidded. "I finally get to see what it looks like...when you fuck me!" She shouted the last two words just as her eyes squeezed shut and her head thudded against the wall. There was a mirror behind us—for her viewing pleasure.
I remembered the way she had asked once: I want to watch you fuck me in real time. Can you set it up?
Of course I could.
“You make me feel so good, baby,” she pleaded into my lips. “You always…always…” She trailed off, sinking her teeth into my shoulder instead—right into the spot where the tattoo of her name resided.
“I’m going to get you pregnant real good today too, Malyshka.”
Jade half-giggled, half-gasped, but…pulled me in closer. “We’re out with our friends, you dirty bastard!” She did her best to seem ashamed of doing this.
“God, your pussy feels so fucking good, I—” I was about to bust any second—those three nights of her late bedtimes had taken a toll on me.
But I was determined to make my wife come first.
A few steps back and I was already on the bed, pressing her down into the mattress. Jade laughed when I pulled off that excuse for a bikini, but then my tongue swiped over her pussy, and she arched into me.
"Oooff fuuuuuck!" Jade sounded just as needy as me.
Everything, I touched all of her, my tongue working her just the way I knew she liked.
A few pumps of my fingers later, she was close.
Still, I was determined to come together, not only because that felt fucking phenomenal, but also because I was serious about getting her pregnant, and that would increase our chances.
Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth away and spat on her clit instead—forcefully—enough for her to feel it. Her head fell back onto the bed, swear words leaving her mouth in quick succession. She loved when I did that.
My finger worked her clit gently, in perfect juxtaposition to the way my cock pounded into her. I brought us both to the edge, and, exactly the way I wanted to, I spilled inside her when she came, loudly squealing, "My God!"
I slumped on top of her, both of us taking a full minute to breathe through it. The truth was out there—neither one of us was back to the same physical state as before, but we were close. I only had ten more pounds to gain back.
“You weren’t…that neglected, were you?” Jade giggled in my ear, her legs tightening around me.
She was everything.
"I'm going to stay inside you," I mumbled into her neck, unable to untangle, “—to make sure that not even a drop escapes."
Jade laughed again. God. Her voice, her laughter, her happiness…that was all that mattered.
"You're that determined to knock me up? Is it because there are so many pregnant women around us this week and you're jealous?" Her gentle fingers played with the hair on the back of my neck.
"No." I lifted my face to gaze into her blissful, post-orgasmic eyes. "It's just time. I want a family. Just like we talked about. Baby, sleepless nights, and spit-up. All the good stuff."
She nodded with that silly smile on her face, and I did as I’d promised: I stayed inside her until it was blatantly obvious we had been gone too long.
Back on the deck, everyone had already returned from their swim, so Jade and I jumped into the warm ocean alone. Jade clung to me in the water, holding on with a huge smile on her face. I couldn't get enough of her. Every touch, every look, every second with her was pure and original.
"I have a secret,” she whispered in my ear, and I listened to her with my eyes closed, completely blissed out.
“Mm? What is it? You're not actually afraid of sharks?”
She hugged me tighter, her little giggle tickling my ear. "Try again,” she encouraged gently.
"You're a mermaid? And you've enchanted me?" This silly conversation was sending little sparks of joy all through me. Jade was with me, my friends were beside me, and our wedding was around the corner. It couldn't get better, could it?
She giggled again, but I noticed she was nervous, barely able to breathe. "I don't think a mermaid can carry a child inside her, can she?" She posed the question, and I momentarily forgot to tread water.
God damn, Jade was a vixen.
My eyes threatening to fall out of my sockets, I stared right into her bright eyes while she hid a most mysterious smile.
"Are you—are you already pregnant?!" I rasped, and she closed her eyes and nodded, the joy on her face forever etching itself into my mind.
It could get better. Every day with her was better than the last.
When I took Jade a year ago, I just wanted a fast, simple, and straightforward solution to my problem.
Thank fuck that I was so wrong.
The End