Epilogue

River Thomas

Carter and I have been a mated couple for six months and I never knew my life could change so drastically. I went from unhappy in my relationship to so happy I could cry. Carter is the man every woman secretly dreams of having. In public, he is the perfect gentleman, opening doors and pulling out chairs. But in our home, in private, he is the perfect Alphahole. Fucking me on every available surface and using my body in ways I had never imagined.

Stepping off the elevator on the top floor of Blake Industries, I nod and smile at Sean, his new assistant, before walking into his office. He is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows staring down at the street while he speaks harshly into his phone.

“I don’t fucking care what it costs. Get it done.”

Carter slams the phone down on the receiver before he sees me leaning against the door.

“River,” he says my name like it’s a prayer, like just seeing me soothes his soul and the beast inside him.

I turn the lock on the door before slowly making my way to him. His gaze never leaves me, darkening with every step I take.

“Sean has gone to lunch.” I smile as I kiss his jaw.

“And who gave him permission for that?” my mate asks as his hands fondle the globes of my ass.

“I did,” I say, my voice husky. “You see, my mate left me to wake alone in bed this morning. Didn’t even say goodbye.”

“You were sleeping,” he starts to explain. “You need your energy.”

Slowly I push him down into the chair behind his desk.

“What I need is my mate,” I respond as I sit on the edge of his desk. “You promised you would always be there.”

My words find their mark and Carter looks stricken at the idea that he has somehow let me down. Not that he ever has. My wishes always supersede his and I never want for anything. Slowly I start to undo the coat I am wearing, and Carter’s gaze follows the movement of my fingers.

“You see,” I say as my breasts come into view. “When I woke up this morning my breasts were heavy, and my pussy was wet.”

Carter makes a choking sound in the back of his throat and I’m not sure it’s because of my words or the fact that I am now completely bared to his gaze. His hands frame the small bump of my belly where his child is growing stronger by the day.

“And when I went to find my mate to help me take care of the problem,” I continue, “I found myself alone.”

“River,” he starts but I cut him off.

“Do you want to know what I did, Carter?” I ask as I touch my breasts and he nods, before placing a kiss on my baby bump. “I used the purple vibrator you bought me. I lay alone in our bed, and brought myself to orgasm. Because my mate wanted to let me sleep.”

“Fuck, River,” he murmurs. “I’m sorry, baby.”

“And now I’ve sent your assistant to a nice long lunch so you can make it up to me.”

I never used to be this open or honest about what I wanted but Carter has opened me up to a lot of things since that first day I fell on my ass in the hallway.

The words barely leave my mouth before Carter has his head buried between my thighs, worshipping me like some kind of deity. My mouth falls open as I lean back on my elbows and moan. My orgasm sweeps over me and my thighs close around his head. He continues to lap at my center until the last of my orgasm has ebbed away.

“I fucking love how you taste,” Carter says as he kisses his way up my body and takes my nipple into his mouth.

I hear the loud sound of his zipper sliding down before he nudges at my entrance. He kisses me gently before sliding his cock into me and I can’t help but shiver at the pleasure that flows through every inch of me.

“I love you, Carter,” I moan as he thrusts into me.

“And I love you, my little ligress.”

The End