Epilogue
A year later
Macgrath
I pinned Ava’s hips down beneath my hands and devoured her pussy with my mouth. She moaned and tried to buck her body, which was why I held her down in the first place.
She’d been tormenting me all day, sending me sexual thoughts and images through our mental connection every time we were apart.
By the time she’d come home from The Magic Bean, I’d been ravenous. As soon as she walked in the door, I pounced, lifting her off the floor and carrying her into our bedroom.
She hadn’t resisted, even when I tore the dress from her body, ripping it down the center.
“Ewan,” she moaned, her nails scraping my scalp. “I-I—” She didn’t finish her sentence. Her back arched as I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it rapidly with my tongue. I could feel how close she was to coming and I pushed her harder.
Suddenly, she threw her head back and cried out as wave after wave of pleasure assailed her. I kept my mouth on her body, wringing every last spasm from her body. When she finally collapsed against the mattress, I rose to my knees and wiped a hand across my mouth.
She stared up at me, her purple eyes heavy lidded and glittering. Ava reached for me as I leaned over her, pulling me down for a kiss.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asked, grinning.
I reached down and ran the head of my cock over her clit, making her squirm and moan. Then I moved lower, lining our bodies up so I could slide deep inside her. “I think you know exactly what’s gotten into me.”
Her low laugh was wicked and sexy as she lifted her hips to pull me deeper into her body. When I was fully seated inside her, she lifted her head and sank her teeth into my shoulder. “I couldn’t help myself,” she admitted. “I was feeling very…amorous today.”
I let my fangs scrape the side of her neck as punishment for the bite she’d given my shoulder. Then I withdrew nearly all the way from her body and thrust forward, hard and fast.
Ava threw her head back and groaned, the sound throaty and pleased. I took my time and slid out of her body once more, waiting until she looked up at me with demanding eyes.
“Ewan,” she growled.
I shook my head, smirking at her. “You know what I want.”
She huffed and wiggled her hips a little. “You want the same thing I want,” she argued.
“And I’ll give it to you, but first you have to say it.”
Her brilliant purple eyes flashed to mine, bright and defiant. But through our bond, I knew she was enjoying this. She liked it when I took charge, even though she fought me every inch of the way.
“Please.”
As soon as the word left her lips, I moved again. I rode her hard, lifting her hips into my thrusts. She cried out and clutched my shoulders, her pussy tightening around my cock.
I could hear the rapid hammering of her heart and see the flutter of its rhythm in her neck. As she gasped beneath me, getting closer and closer to orgasm, I put my fangs against that pulse and sank them into her throat.
With the first pull of my mouth, her body clamped down hard around me and she came again. And again.
The third time she came, I joined her, using my arms to crush her to my body as I emptied inside her. I relished in the tremors that wracked her as I withdrew my fangs from her neck and licked the wound to help it heal.
Resting my weight on my elbows and knees, I remained inside her, enjoying the occasional flutter of her muscles around my cock.
“If that’s what I get for teasing you all day, remind me to do it more often,” she murmured, her lips brushing my shoulder.
I chuckled and finally slipped from her pussy, rolling us over so that I was on my back and she lay against me. I loved tucking her against my side, holding her close. It was as if she was made to fit there.
As we lay in silence, catching our breath, I sensed something. A change inside her, and I knew.
My thoughts must have given something away, because Ava lifted her head and looked down at me. “Ewan?”
I stared up at her, in awe of what we had just done.
Her face grew worried as she studied me. “Alaunus?” she said, prodding me with her hand. “What’s wrong?”
Unable to help myself, I placed my hand on her abdomen, resting it over her lower belly. She understood immediately.
“Truly?” she asked.
I nodded. We hadn’t been trying long, a few months, but I knew she had begun to worry she wouldn’t be able to get pregnant again. I could feel it at the edges of her mind.
Now, we knew.
“It’s a boy,” I murmured, feeling the first stirring of life within her.
She laughed. “They’ve proven gender isn’t determined until later in the pregnancy,” she pointed out.
I gave her a dry look. “Then it will be a boy.”
Ava smiled and placed her hand over mine. “A son. I can’t believe it.”
“Would you have preferred a girl?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I don’t care as long as our child is healthy and happy,” she sighed, her gaze still on her abdomen.
“I feel the same.”
Ava lifted her eyes to mine and tears shimmered against the lavender of her irises. “You were right, you know.”
“About what?” I asked, pulling her face toward mine so I could kiss her.
“This is the beginning. Our beginning as a family.”
The End
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