Epilogue
Ivan
One Month Later
The last few weeks has been one of the most difficult for me. We did not have proper medical assistance on the island, so we had to take Destiny to Miami on the jet. She slept the whole two hours. When we arrived at the airport, we took a helicopter to Miami-Dade General Hospital. She was in the ICU for two weeks, but she is on the mend. A fractured eye socket and a few broken ribs were her most serious injuries. Her arm was severely sprained. We are heading back to the island today. She had me pack up her stuff from her dorm room. She does not want to go to college anymore. I tried to talk her out of that, but she says she does not want that out of life.
Stacia told me what was really going on. She thought that if she was with me, Dimitri would back off. We learned that wouldn’t have mattered. He was caught on the island and since the island doesn’t belong to any country, there are technically no laws. He told the security guys he had taken Destiny on behalf of Viktor who was going to use her as a pawn. He had taken Stacia because he wanted her. We returned Dimitri to Russia to be dealt with. In the end, we didn’t fire Stacia. Destiny and I both understood why she had done what she did.
What Destiny doesn’t know yet is as soon as we get back to the island, we are getting married. Natasha, Marisol, and her mother have planned the island wedding of her dreams. I just have to show up. While I would have liked to plan the wedding with Destiny, this is the next best thing. I had already given her the engagement ring I picked out as soon as I knew she was going to be okay.
The first hour of the trip was uneventful. The second hour, Destiny was getting frisky. We are the only people on board, besides the pilots.
“Ivan, I know I’ve said this before, but thank you for finding me.”
“I was tearing that island apart looking for you. Only the darkness stopped me from finding you sooner.” She nods and kisses me.
“I got some news before we left this morning.” She says after pulling back from me.
“What kind of news? Is everything okay?”
“Better than okay. I’m pregnant.”
“Really? That is wonderful news.” I say gathering her in my arms.
“It’s a fucking miracle the baby survived the incident.”
“It is. It’s fate, malysh.”
We spend the next hour talking about our future baby. When we get there, everyone we know on the island is at the tarmac. I drop to one knee and take her hands in mine.
“You’ve already done this.” She says laughing.
“I know, but let’s get married today.”
She looks around. “Yes. Of course, I’ll marry you any damn day.”
We get married without a hitch. The party was never ending. Eventually, I take my wife to bed.
I unzipped the beachy white dress she has on in the elevator. As soon as we are in the living room, I push it to the floor.
“No bra or panties?” I question.
“Why waste time?” She says as I begin to take my jacket and shirt off. We got married barefoot, so I take my pants and boxers off next.
“Da. This is true.” I say, pulling her to me.
I lift her in my arms. Her legs automatically go around my waist. My hard cock finds her entrance wet and ready. I slide my cock into her. Her moan is long and needy.
“Fuck, Ivan. It has been so long.” She says as I back her to the wall beside the elevator.
“Da, it has, malysh.” I use her hips as leverage to slam into her over and over. I reach my hand between us and pinch her clit. She screams as she comes. I can feel it leaking between us and down my balls.
I growl Russian into her ear while she does the same to me. Fuck that is sexy. I shoot rope after rope of cum into her. There is something about knowing that my seed has already taken hold. I did exactly as I set out to do. I let her feet touch the floor and we walk to bed.
“I love you, husband.” She says yawning. I turn the bed down and she climbs in.
“Wife, you have no idea how fucking much I love you, but I will spend the rest of my life showing you.” I say climbing in beside her.
Stealing Destiny was the best thing I’ve ever done or will do.