EPILOGUE
And here we are, nearly a year later. My belly a giant beach ball, but happily married to Wolf Stone.
So what has happened, you ask? We had a small wedding, at the Rooftop Gardens in L.A. Turns out, Wolf is a lot wealthier than I assumed, and he owns several properties as well. Mostly hotels, and he’s also part owner of Ravenous. The biker elite wined and dined here. Yes, there was sex, and I had to admit at times it got raunchy, but it didn’t stop me from coming down occasionally to say hi to the girls and hang out with the boys.
During my time at the club, I met a young girl that had been hired by Meg. Her name was Luna. She was sweet and pretty. We became close, and the last thing I wanted for her was to become one of the member’s “sheep”. Those women were only good for one thing, satisfying the members, and I didn’t want that for the girl, she was barely eighteen. I told Wolf to have her bartend instead, and gratefully he agreed. She had a thing for Riggs, but the brute never even looked at her. Go figure.
Bear came by more often and every now and then he’d sneak back with Meg. Wolf would roll his eyes, but he knew he couldn’t stop them. Rahyne finally came by, and she practically squealed in excitement at the site of the members, especially Grayson. I had only laughed and shook my head. Then, seeing how much they also enjoyed her company, I gathered them up and I warned them to keep their hands to themselves and respect my crazy friend.
It’s been six months, and Tuco’s threat still hangs above our heads. We never know when he’s going to make his move. His men have already hassled some of the dancers and busted a few bikes. Wolf continues to keep his cool, but I can tell he’s getting tired of it. Grayson seems to have everyone on a constant watch lately. He’d be the best person to ask what’s truly going on since I’m kept in the dark. Lately, I’m not allowed out, especially with this baby growing inside me.
Wolf once told me that if anything ever happened to him that I needed to take that baby and go far away from here. I just hope it won’t ever get to that point. As happy as he’s made me, I don’t think I remember how to live without him.
Even though I knew Los Perdidos were around, watching us, I still liked Ravenous, and I liked my new job as the club’s lawyer. I was truly happy.
Which is why I was now perched on all fours, on one of the stages, my ass in the air, wearing nothing but a silk negligée. My belly hung low and my tits were swollen with milk, swaying side to side as my husband’s cock slid into me.
“You feel that, gorgeous. That’s what you get for teasing me.”
He yanked on my hair and squeezed my tender nipples. They were sensitive from the pregnancy and I yelled out from the pain and the pleasure. He slammed into me again, he was so hard and my cunt gobbled him up, greedy for release.
For months, I couldn’t get enough of him. I practically ravaged him every chance I got. I physically craved him every time I smelled his cologne, and the scent of leather had my mouth watering. There were several afternoons he would come home late to find me screaming his name as I lay on one of his leather jackets, squirting all over the mattress. He’d crawl on top of me and say.
“You want my cock, don’t you?”
I’d practically rip his clothes off begging for him to enter me. It was some of the hottest sex I ever had. But this…this was the absolute best. I had teased him to no end. What do you expect when you’re kept under house arrest. A girl’s got to entertain herself.
Walking around him in the short teddy, bending over, showing him what he could have. After he came down to the empty bar, I followed him and got up on the stage. I twirled on one of the poles and slid down it, opening my legs for him. My belly glowed under one of the spotlights, and as he glared over at me from his seat in the private lounge I knew I wasn’t going to escape him. I was impressed by how fast he got to me. Tearing his pants off he climbed onto the stage, got me on all fours and rammed his thick prick through my swollen pussy lips.
He knew just how to move his hips to drive right into my g-spot. In just a couple of thrusts he had me screaming in ecstasy and he grunted as spurts of his cum hit my inner walls. I turned over and lay down on the wooden floor, he collapsed next to me.
“Fuck, gorgeous. One of these days, you’re gonna kill me.”
I laughed happily. “As long as you keep fucking me like that, I’ll make sure to keep you alive and kicking.
He chuckled and trailed his hands over my belly. He kissed it and then pressed his lips to mine. His tongue traced my lips and sucked gently. “I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you more.” I whispered, and wrapped my legs around him as he rocked into me slowly, making me feel every inch of him, making me feel… loved.