Chapter 16

CHAPTER 16

DECLAN

She is in remission, and I am ecstatic. But I am pulled into the past immediately. The same doctor's words echo in my mind, filling me with a sense of relief and joy that I had not felt in a long time. My mother, the strongest woman I knew, had overcome cancer once again, however it wouldn’t last. She was gone within months a small part of my mind can’t help but think the same thing is going to happen to August. I remember how we had all had celebrated and thought she was finally cured, only to have the cancer come back stronger than ever. It ravaged her within weeks, and she wasn’t able to fight it again.

I push those thoughts away, not wanting to taint this moment of happiness with fear and uncertainty. August is here, alive and healthy, and that is all that matters.

I looked over at her, lying in our bed with a peaceful expression on her face. As if sensing my gaze, she opens her eyes and smiles at me.

"Thank you for being here with me. You could have left me or rather, well let’s just say that I would have understood," she said, her voice sounding stronger than it has a while.

“Those two days don’t exist to me. I was never not yours in my mind or in my heart.”

“Mine either. I just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to set you free.”

I roll over fully and take her hand in mine, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I wouldn't be anywhere else," I reply, squeezing her hand tightly.

We lay in silence for a few moments, taking in the significance of this moment. And despite the lingering memories of the past, I can’t help but feel a glimmer of hope for the future. Now that she’s said she’ll be my wife, there’s no going back. This was always meant to be.

I don’t know how we got here. One second, I’m lightly kissing her, then next she is a wild creature. She’s just starting to love her body again as she begins to get her curves back. As she rolls on top of me, her naked body pressing against mine, I can’t help but marvel at the way her skin feels against mine, soft and warm like velvet. She is still gloriously naked from last night, her body bearing the marks of our passion in the form of small red bite marks and love scratches.

She drops down on my cock, her hips grinding against mine in a primal rhythm that made my head spin. I reach up, running my hands along her sides, feeling the muscles tense and relax as she moved above me. Our breath mingles together, hot and heavy as we lose ourselves in each other's bodies.

For a moment, the world falls away, leaving just the two of us entwined in a dance of desire and longing. Her moans fill the air, spurring me on as I thrust upwards, matching her movements with an animalistic hunger. In this moment, there is nothing else but the feel of her skin against mine, the sound of our ragged breaths, and the overwhelming intensity of our connection.

As we reach the peak of our passion, our bodies move in perfect unison, until we both collapsed back onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and sweat. She turns to me and smiles again, her eyes shining with satisfaction and contentment. I love that smile. That smiles gets me through my days.

"That was amazing," she whispers, curling up against my side.

I can’t help but agree, feeling utterly spent but also completely fulfilled. She is my wild, untamed lover, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Now, she’ll be mine for the rest of my life. Forever.