Epilogue #2
Our perfect girl doesn’t need to be told twice. Lily straddles Max, and when she sinks down on his cock, it forces a groan out of him. I’m barely out of my shirt when Max stops groaning and starts sounding like a pathetic mess. God, how much I love him.
“Lily,” I say, handing her my belt as she turns around. “Tie his hands to the headboard like I taught you. Since someone wasn’t satisfied with his other punishment.”
“That’s not—“
“Toys don’t talk, sunshine.”
He pouts as Lily takes the belt from me, but lifts his hands up without a word of complaint while she restrains him. Unfocused, struggling to pull the belt tight around his wrists because she’s too busy riding him, and I think it’s only Max's desire to be good that keeps him from freeing himself.
My cock strains against the fabric of my boxers as I kneel on the bed behind Lily, pressing my fingers against the plug in her ass. She gasps, putting one hand on Max’s chest to keep herself steady as she continues to grind on his cock.
“Could have picked a bigger plug, sunshine,” I say, leaning forward to fasten the belt some more before I thrust the plug deeper a few more times, slowly pulling it out when I think Lily is ready.
To be honest, I think she has been ready for quite a while, but I don’t want to hurt her. Tossing the plug aside, I reach for a bottle of lube to slick up my cock.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” I say as I begin to press inside, her hole so fucking tight around my cock it sucks the air out of my lungs. “I’ll make it fit.”
Lily whimpers, dropping her head back against my shoulder as I push deeper.
“Can feel your fucking cock throbbing inside of her,” I say, clenching my jaw when Max lifts his hips.
He lets out a sound that’s so deliciously pathetic I grab the sheets with my free hand, gripping them so hard can almost feel the fabric tear, just to keep myself from coming.
“Please,” he pants, moving his hips with every repetition of the word. “Please untie me, please.” His voice is so desperate, as if it would kill him not to touch Lily right now. “I’ve been such a good boy, I promise, please—“
Bottoming out inside Lily, I need a second to breathe.
“Has he been a good boy?” I ask her, and she nods feverishly while Max ruts up into her.
The second I remove the belt, his hands are on her. Reaching for her tits with his left hand while the right one slides down her body, causing her to clench around us when Max starts to tease her clit.
It doesn’t take long to find a rhythm that works for all three of us, and every time I slide in and out of her, feeling Max’s cock so close to mine, it’s nothing less than heavenly.
Max’s hand snakes around Lily’s neck, and I let him pull her down to his level, watching him kiss her with the desperation of a man starved while his hips stutter and he comes deep inside of her.
“Keep moving,” I say when I notice her stopping so as not to overstimulate Max.
But he just looks too fucking pretty like this. Teary eyed, biting down on his lower lip so hard he’ll draw blood soon.
Keeping his fingers right on Lily’s clit while I fuck her sweet ass, it doesn’t take long for her to tremble in our hold.
“Can I—“ she says, the words more of a breathy moan than an actual question.
“Fuck, sweetheart, of course,” I say, putting my hand on top of Max’s as she comes around my cock, triggering my own release.
I don’t think Max would mind if Lily and I collapsed on top of him, but I’m scared he’d rather suffocate beneath us then tell us we need to get up, so I lean back, sliding my cock out of Lily while she snuggles up against Max’s chest.
Cum starts to drip out of her ass and I push it back inside with my fingers. I should make her wear the damn plug for an entire day, only removing it so Max and I can fill her up with load after load. I will, but not tonight.
“Can I have her ass next time?” Max asks, out of breath, smiling as he strokes over Lily’s head.
I’ll never get tired of seeing him smile.
“Depends on your ability to follow my orders, sunshine.”
“I’ll be on my best behavior,” he says, letting out a content sigh when I lean in for a kiss, lying down next to him and Lily.
On some days, I still need to pinch myself to make sure all of this is real, and not some intricate hallucination running through my head while I’m bleeding out somewhere. And even if it was, I wouldn’t want anyone to wake me up.
We’re cuddled against each other in bed, a half asleep Lily in between us, when an alarm starts blaring in the kitchen
“Shit,” Lily mutters, sitting up straight like she was struck by lightning. “The dough. Dinner.”
Almost panicky, she scrambles to get out of bed, but both Max and I are quick to hold her down.
“Baby, you’re not going to lift a single finger tonight. I’ll take care of dinner. Logan’s gonna stay with you. Maybe shower,” he adds, looking at me.
“Definitely shower,” she adds. She lets out a laugh, and immediately looks down at her crotch, mortified. “Yup. Shower.”
Max gives her a kiss on her forehead before he leaves the bedroom and I pull Lily back into a lying position with me.
“I’m kinda offended that you don’t like having my cum all over you,” I tease and she lets out something that sounds like a mix of a sigh and a chuckle.
“Never said that I don’t like it.”
She takes my hand and lifts my arm up in front of her face. “You should have let me draw another sketch,” she murmurs, stroking over the tattooed lily on my forearm.
“It’s perfect,” I say, turning onto my side so I’m facing her. “You’re perfect.”
MAX
I’m busy getting everyone’s favorite pizza toppings ready when Logan joins me in the kitchen. Water drips from his beard, running down my bare chest as he rests his head on my shoulder, stealing himself a few slices of pepperoni.
“Logan,” I sigh. “You can’t just leave Lily on her own.”
“She pushed me out of the bathroom,” he clarifies, laughing when I don’t succeed in snatching the shredded mozzarella away from him fast enough.
“Can I help you with anything?”
“Actually, yes. Do you think you can prepare the tomato sauce without it ending in a kitchen renovation?”
“I’ll try my best,” he says, watching me season everything before I explain the blender settings to him.
He’s already done with the sauce when Lily comes out of the bedroom. No accidents have happened and everyone still has all ten fingers, surprisingly. I decided to bake my pizza first, not because I’m greedy, but because I want Logan’s and Lily’s to be still hot by the time we eat.
Upon seeing the flowers Logan got for her, Lily’s mouth drops open in surprise.
“Thank you,” she says, leaning against Logan, who starts feeding her pizza toppings until I grab bowl after bowl to save the ingredients from him.
“Hey, would you mind if we eat on the couch tonight?” Lily asks, scratching her neck while she looks down at her feet. “My—please don’t make me say it.”
Snorting, Logan wraps his arms around her.
“I’m thankful for every meal I don’t have to take at a table,” he says, causing Lily to yelp when he lifts her up and carries her over to the couch. “I need a damn break of tables set with three fucking forks.”
When I turn to look at them, Logan bows over the backrest to give Lily a kiss, and all that goes through my head is how lucky I am.
Some people spend their entire life searching for a soulmate, and by some sort of miracle, I found two.
Lily gleams as I bring pizza after pizza to the coffee table, and when Logan starts up the TV show Ruby had recommended to us, Lily’s smile gets even brighter. Logan keeps calling the show corny, says the writing is terrible, but I saw him googling if they are already filming the next seasons.
We eat, interrupted by Logan pointing out plot holes.
In a different frequency than usual, though, and as we finish our dinner, I notice how antsy he is.
He keeps tapping his foot, and runs his hand over his buzz cut every time he’s sure Lily and I aren’t looking.
Just when I want to ask if everything is okay, he clears his throat.
“I’ve got something for you. For both of you, so you don’t start fighting.”
I open my mouth to say something, and Logan shakes his head.
“No. Let me preface this by saying that I did contemplate tattooing my name on your foreheads so that everyone knows you’re off limits, but I figured you wouldn't like that, so…”
Reaching for his jacket that hangs over the armrest of the couch, it takes Logan awfully long until he pulls his hand out of one of the pockets.
The butterflies in my stomach feel like they took a bath in pure caffeine as I see how he fidgets around with three rings, avoiding looking at Lily and me.
“Did you buy them?" I blurt out, not able to stand the silence even a second longer.
Now Logan does look at me, but he lets out a deep sigh while doing so.
“No, I stole them from some dead guys. My God, yes, Max, I bought them. And just to be clear, this isn’t a proposal.”
“Mhm.” I bite down on my cheek to avoid my grin getting even bigger.
“Would you mind if I squeal in delight and say yes, I do?” Lily adds, squeezing my hand.
Breathing in deeply, Logan holds one of the rings. “You two are making this harder than it already is.”
He grabs my hand to push the ring in my palm and closes my fingers around it.
“Yours.”
Checking out the engraving, I struggle to keep myself from jumping onto Logan and kiss him so hard he’s begging for air. “Solis,” I say, meeting his gaze.
“Yeah, because you’re my sunshine,” he says, trying hard to sound nonchalant while he puts Lily’s ring on her finger. “Yours says universum. Universus, whatever. Cause you kind of hold us together. God, this is so ridiculous, I shouldn’t have let them talk me into it—“
For the first time since meeting him, I see a red hue creeping up on Logan’s cheeks. Until now, I didn’t know his body was even capable of doing this.
Lily and I exchange a look, and before he has a chance to flee, we’re on him. Peppering kisses all over his face, until he stops grumbling in defeat and starts laughing together with us.
It takes a while until Logan manages to free himself, pulling Lily into his lap.
Her hand rests on top of Logan’s, mine right next to it, and as I look down at our matching rings, I wonder how Logan had planned this together with Ruby.
The thought alone is almost enough for me to start another kissing attack on him.
So maybe it took an abduction or two for us to reach this point, but in the end, I got all I ever dreamed of.