Epilogue

Noah

Five years later…

I'm crouched by my bike, scrubbing away at the chrome like it's some holy artifact. Years on the road, and I still take care of this machine like it's my lifeline—because, let's face it, it kind of is. The sun's beating down, and I'm soaked in sweat, but it's the kind of heat that makes me feel alive. Hearing a sound, I glance up and see Fiona stepping out of the RV, looking like the queen of my damn world.

"Hey, Noah," she calls out, her voice lilting in that sweet way that makes my heart skip.

"Yeah, babe?" I reply, dropping the rag and leaning back on my heels.

She's got that glow about her—rounded belly and all. We're having our second kid, a little boy due in March. I can't believe how fast time flies. It feels like just yesterday I was begging her to ride away with me, to leave her old life behind. Now, here we are, a family. I don't see how I could ever get used to this. The life she's given me is more than I could ever have imagined before her.

"Guess who got Georgia down for her nap," she says, her smile as bright as the sun.

"Want to tell me how our little girl is already napping?" I ask, teasing.

Fiona rolls her eyes playfully. "Let's just say it took some creative negotiation to get her down for a nap. I may have promised her ice cream for dinner later."

"Ah, the sweet power of bribery," I nod, grinning. "Works every time."

"I thought maybe we could enjoy a moment of peace?" She shoots me a sexy little grin.

The way she says it makes my pulse race and the heat goes straight to my cock. Hell, yeah, I know what that means.

"You know I'm always down for that," I reply, wiping my hands on my shorts before I stand up.

As she walks toward me, the gentle sway of her hips pulls me in, and I can't help but admire how far we've come. Back when we first met, she was just a sweet girl at that motel, all innocence and curiosity. Now, she's the mother of my children, my partner in every wild adventure. Who would've thought a gruff biker like me would settle down with someone like her?

When we found out we were pregnant with Georgia, we knew we couldn't keep traveling on just my bike. As much as I love the open road, we had to create a stable environment for our girl. So, I picked up a few bounty jobs—nothing too crazy, just enough to keep us fed and give us some cash for a home on wheels. That's when we bought the RV, and damn if it isn't the best decision we ever made.

I step closer to Fiona, grabbing her waist and pulling her against me. "I love it when you say my name like that."

"Really?" she teases, tilting her head up to meet my gaze. "What about when I say it like this?" She moans out my name and I go from half-mast to a full standing salute.

I laugh lowly, the sound rumbling deep in my chest. "I love that way even more, but my favorite is when I get you to scream it."

She leans in, pressing her lips against mine, and it's like electricity. Her kiss ignites something primal in me, reminding me of those first days together when we were just figuring each other out. I pull her closer, and the heat between us intensifies.

"Let's go inside," I murmur against her lips. "We've got a little time to ourselves, right?"

Fiona grins, and I can see the mischief in her eyes. "You know it."

With that, I take her hand and lead her back into the RV. The place is small, but it's home. It's got everything we need, and it feels right. I guide her to the bedroom, on the other end of the RV from Georgia's little loft, closing the door behind us.

She pulls away from me and begins stripping her clothes off, eyes on me the whole time. I can't help but marvel at how beautiful she looks, with the pregnancy glow and the slight swell of her belly.

"What are you thinking about?" she asks, her fingers dancing over her skin as she undresses.

"Just how lucky I am," I reply honestly. "You've made me feel things I didn't even know I was capable of."

She smiles, her cheeks flushing, and damn if that isn't the most adorable sight. "You're not too bad yourself, Mr. Shaver."

I lean in closer, the tension in the air thickening. "I still can't believe you agreed to be Mrs. Noah Shaver," I say, my voice low and teasing. "After everything I put you through."

"Please, you were the best adventure I could have asked for," she laughs softly. "And you still are."

We kiss again, and this time it deepens. I can feel her body responding to me, the warmth radiating off her skin. Every touch, every caress, sends a rush of heat coursing through my veins. I want her like I want the open road—unquenchable and wild.

We break apart for a moment, both of us breathing heavily. "So," she says, her voice playful, "what's the plan, Mr. Shaver? Going to give me a taste of that adventure you promised?"

"Oh, you have no idea," I smirk, capturing her lips again.

"Well don't make me wait too long."

"Get on the bed," I tell her as I kick my jeans off. "On your hands and knees."

"Yes, daddy," she says as she obeys and the name going straight to my cock. We don't play like this all the time, but God I love it when we do.

I stare at her beautiful backside and pussy, presented so nicely for me, as I approach the bed. Her folds are already glistening with her juices.

"God, I can't wait to get inside you," I growl, pumping my cock as I squeeze her plump behind.

I drag my thumb through her wetness before lining the tip of my dick up with her opening. She presses her hips back, forcing me into her by an inch. I'm unable to hold myself back, and I plunge into her tight heat.

She cries out, her back arching and her fingers twisting in the sheets beneath her. My grip on her hips tightens, and I pull her back into me, thrusting forward to meet her. It feels incredible, even better than it was the first time.

"Fuck, Fiona," I moan over the sound of our skin slapping together. "You feel so good."

"Right there," she whimpers, unable to respond to my words. "Please, right there, daddy."

"You like this baby?" I ask, swallowing down another animalistic sound.

"Yes," she says.

I keep going, drilling the head of my cock against that spot inside of her. She rewards me with a symphony of pleased noises. It's enough to take control of my body. I snap forward even harder, taking everything I can from her.

Beneath me, she does her best to bounce back against me. It's like she's insatiable, like she can't get enough of me. I know the feeling.

"Talk to me, Fi," I demand, leaning down over her so that my lips graze the shell of her ear. She makes a choked off noise, and I feel her sex spasm around me. That's not enough for me though. "Tell me, baby. Tell me what you feel."

She struggles to make sentences. She whimpers and whines. Her hands open and close helplessly in the sheets. I fuck her even harder, enjoying watching her try to formulate words. I know she'll be able to tell me. It's just going to take her time.

"I–" she starts, getting cut off by a particularly rough thrust from me. "I want you deeper. Please, daddy."

"That's right," I say, grinding against her supple ass. "I'm going to fuck you so deep."

And I do. Fuck, I do. I shift the angle of my hips and when I hit that perfect spot deep inside of her she cries out, collapsing so her chest is against the bed, but her ass is still up, at my mercy.

I can feel myself getting close, but she needs to cum first. I shift one of my hands below her. I find her clit with ease and circle it in just the way I know she likes. It doesn't take too long for me to feel the telltale signs of her climax approaching. Her breathing hitches, and her back arches down even further. She makes a pathetic little noise as her body tightens around me and her orgasm takes over.

It takes one, two, three more thrusts from me before I'm following her. I spill my seed deep inside of her, keeping my hips pressed flush against her to keep everything in her. It's primal the way I love marking her with bits of me.

We stay like that, coupled and panting as our orgasms wane, until my cock starts to go limp. Then, slowly, I slip out of her. I maneuver us onto our sides and hold her against my chest, pressing kisses into the sweat-soaked hair at the nape of her neck.

"I love you," I say, listening to her breath as it evens out.

"I love you, too," she murmurs, grabbing one of my hands and bringing it to her mouth to kiss my knuckles.

Fiona came out of nowhere and changed my life for the better, making an honest man—a father and a husband—out of me. It takes a special kind of woman to do that, and somehow, I found her.

~The End

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