Epilogue

EPILOGUE

QUINN

A little over two months later…

Declan and I have been sitting on the patio talking and listening to the water lap at the beach behind our home since putting Fiona to bed a little over an hour ago. It's one of our favorite places to unwind together.

"It's getting late, and I think it's time for bed, mo chéadsearc ," Declan declares as he stands from his seat and takes my hand. He helps me to my feet, and I lace my fingers between his as he leads me into the house and upstairs.

Walking into our bedroom, Declan roughly pulls me into him and crashes his lips against mine. His tongue plunges into my mouth and he kisses me needily. He pulls back, leaving me wanting more as I struggle to catch my breath.

"Are you going to be a good girl for me tonight?" he asks, pulling my sweater dress over my head.

"Yes, Sir." I breathlessly exhale, unable to contain my excitement.

He walks me to the bed, kissing along the back of my neck and rubbing over the swell of my breasts. "Be a good girl and bend over," Declan commands. I bend at the waist, over the edge of bed as his fingers run the length of my spine, until my stomach is pressed to the mattress. Reaching my panties, he hooks his fingers under them and pulls them down my thighs as he kneels behind me.

Lifting my foot to slip it from the panties, he widens my stance. His hands dust up and down my legs, working higher with every swipe until they brush against my pussy. "Already wet for me," he groans, sliding a finger along my slit. He teasingly rubs it from clit to entrance, spreading my arousal through my pussy.

Firmly gripping both my ass cheeks, Declan buries his face in my pussy from behind. I fucking love when he eats me like this. He licks and sucks at me as I grind my hips on his face. "You're being a naughty girl," he groans against me. "So naughty as you ride my face, trying to come."

I don't stop. I can't.

"Show me how badly you need it," he demands, slipping a single finger into my cunt. "Come on my face and I'll stretch you with my cock."

With his tongue on my clit and his finger thrusting into my cunt, I ride his face needily trying to reach my release. "More," I beg, and he sucks my clit into his mouth throwing me over the edge. He keeps sucking as I come, not stopping until my thighs are trembling and I'm fisting the bedsheets as I come twice more against his face.

"Thank you, Sir," I pant my appreciation against the mattress.

Declan rolls me onto my back as he rises to his feet, quickly shedding his pants. Gripping his shirt at the nape of the neck, he pulls it over his head and tosses it to the floor. My eyes roll over his chest and stomach, the scars from the three recent bullet wounds still bright pink. All a vivid display of just how much he is willing to sacrifice for me. For our life together.

He fists the base of the cock and slams it into me, stretching me as he promised. Hooking my legs around his hips, he holds my thighs and uses them as leverage to fuck me harder. He pants through his thrusts, "Every time I slide inside of you, all I can think about is putting my baby in you."

"Yes," I cry out as another orgasm fires through my body. "Please, Sir."

"You know. I can't fucking say no to you." He confides, increasing his pace and fucking me hard. I lift my hips, driving myself harder onto his cock with every increasingly demanding thrust. His cock grows more rigid, as he approaches his release, and it grinds against my walls forcing another orgasm from me. My pussy spasms around him and it's his undoing.

He comes with a roar, his cock twitching as he fills me. Catching his breath, he whispers, "I can't wait until I finally fuck our baby into you."

Sliding his hands up my thighs and onto my stomach, I smile up at him and share the secret I've been holding since this afternoon. "You already have, Sir."