30. Epilogue

ALICE

14 months later…

I can barely contain my excitement as I watch Lars pull on his mask for the night. There's something about how it transforms him, making him even more alluring and mysterious. My mind flashes back to that unforgettable night in the haunted house when he took me with wild abandon, the mask adding an extra layer of danger and desire.

Now, months later, we find ourselves in a new town, ready to scare the unsuspecting carnival visitors on Halloween night. I adjust my own costume, a tattered wedding dress splattered with fake blood. Lars and I have been assigned to the haunted maze, tasked with jumping out and frightening the guests as they navigate the twists and turns.

As the first group enters, I feel a thrill run through me. Lars and I work in tandem, his masked figure looming ominously in the shadows while I lunge forward with a blood-curdling scream. The guests shriek and stumble back, their terror fueling our adrenaline.

Between groups, Lars pulls me into a darkened corner, his hands roaming over my body with a hunger that matches mine. "You look ravishing tonight, princess," he growls, his voice muffled by the mask. "I can't wait to devour you."

I melt into his touch, the anticipation building with each passing moment. "Later," I promise breathlessly. "We've got a job to do first."

Lars chuckles darkly, giving my ass a firm squeeze before releasing me. "Don't think I'll forget," he warns, his eyes glinting behind the mask.

As the night wears on, the tension between us grows, our brief moments of contact becoming more heated, more desperate.

The thrill of the haunted maze has left me breathless and aching for Lars's touch. As the last group of guests filters out, Lars pulls me close, his masked face inches from mine.

"The night's not over yet, princess," he murmurs. "I've got one more scare in mind for you."

I shiver in anticipation, my heart pounding. "What did you have in mind?"

Lars leans in, his lips brushing against my ear. "How about a trip to the forest?" he suggests. "I've heard Cade's been having fun with Lily out there. I think it's time we tried it for ourselves."

The idea sends a jolt of excitement through me. "The forest, huh?" I murmur, my hands sliding up his chest. "I'm game if you are."

Lars chuckles darkly, his hands gripping my hips. "Then let's go."

He leads me through the carnival, the pulsing music and laughter fading into the distance as we venture into the shadowy woods. The air is crisp and cool, the sound of our footsteps crunching on the leaves the only thing breaking the silence.

Suddenly, Lars stops, pulling me against him. "How about a game of chase?"

"Chase?" I echo.

He nods. "Run, and I'll come and find you."

"Okay, sounds fun."

He smirks. "Run, princess."

I don't need to be told twice. Adrenaline surging, I take off through the trees, my laughter mingling with the sounds of the forest.

I can hear Lars counting from ten behind me.

Suddenly, I hear him shout one and my heart thunders faster.

The chase is exhilarating. My heart races as I weave between the trees, the darkness closing in around us. I sense Lars's presence, spurring me on.

When I think I can't run any further, Lars catches me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist. We tumble to the ground, a tangle of limbs and breathless laughter.

"Gotcha," he growls, his mask slightly askew.

I grin at him, my hands sliding up his chest. "Took you long enough."

Lars'sgrip on my waist tightens, and he whispers, "On your knees, princess."

Without hesitation, I drop to the ground, my heart pounding with anticipation. I can sense his desire radiating off him as he stands before me, his figure illuminated by the soft moonlight filtering through the trees.

He unbuckles his belt slowly, drawing out the moment. With deliberate movements, he undoes the button and zipper, then slides his pants and boxers down just enough to free his hard length, the moonlight glinting of the ring in his cock.

My mouth waters at the sight of him. The mask adds an extra mystique, making me so fucking wet. I ache to taste him, to feel him dominating me.

Lars's eyes burn into mine as he takes a step forward, grasping his cock and guiding it toward my lips. "Take it," he commands.

I don't need to be told twice. Leaning forward and opening my mouth wide, I take him deep into my throat.

Lars grips my hair, holding me in place as he thrusts slowly and deliberately. I relax my throat, accepting him, savoring the feel of his length sliding past my lips.

"That's it, princess," he growls. "Such a good girl."

I moan softly around him, making him tighten his hold on my hair, controlling my movements and dictating the rhythm.

The combination of his dominance and the sight of the mask sends my desire skyrocketing. I want to please him, to feel the intensity of his release. I bob my head, taking him deeper, my lips pressing against his pelvis.

"Fuck, princess," he grunts, his body tensing. "You know just how I like it."

I hum in response, my eyes fluttering closed as I focus on the sensations. Lars's thighs flex as he drives himself deeper, his breathing becoming more ragged with each thrust.

Suddenly, Lars pulls out, his eyes glittering with desire. "I need to be inside you, princess," he says hoarsely. "Need to feel that tight cunt clenching around me."

Before I can respond, he pushes me onto my back, the leaves crunching beneath me. The roughness of his movements sends a spark of anticipation through me.

In an instant, he's on top of me, his hands grasping my thighs and pushing them apart. I look up at him, my breath catching in my throat as he positions himself at my entrance.

"Look at me, princess," he orders, his voice thick with need. "I want to see your eyes when I fuck you."

I can feel the head of his cock pressing against me, the anticipation building until he thrusts forward, filling me completely.

"Fuck!" he grunts, his eyes blazing. "So fucking tight."

He moves at a relentless pace. The force of his thrusts pushes me further into the ground, the leaves crunching beneath us, adding to the eroticism of the moment.

"I love how you take it," he growls, his hands gripping my thighs. "You take my dick so damn well."

His dirty talk sends a thrill through me, heightening my pleasure. "Yes," I gasp." More, Lars. Harder."

His eyes glitter with a dangerous light behind the mask as he leans closer. "You want it harder, princess?" he teases. "You want me to fuck you rough?"

"Yes," I pant, my body arching against his. "Please, Lars. I need it."

His thrusts become more urgent, his hips pounding against mine with relentless force. Our encounter's rough, wild nature ignites a fire within me, drawing me closer to the cliff edge.

"Lars," I moan. "I'm so close."

His eyes never leave mine as he pushes me further and further toward oblivion. "Come for me, princess," he demands. "Let me feel it around my cock."

With two more forceful thrusts, I shatter around him, my body convulsing with pleasure. Lars follows suit, his grip on me tightening as he finds his own release, his breath hot against my neck.

We stay like that for a moment, our ragged breathing the only sound in the quiet forest. Lars's weight presses me into the ground, but I don't mind. I feel sated and fulfilled in a way I never thought possible.

Eventually, Lars pulls out and rolls onto his back, pulling me with him so I'm lying half on top of him. He removes his mask and threads his fingers through my hair, pulling me in for a soft kiss.

"That," he says, his voice rough with satisfaction, "was worth the wait tonight."

I nestle into Lars'sembrace, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. The forest floor is surprisingly comfortable, the leaves providing a soft cushion beneath us. In this moment, everything feels perfect.

Lars gently strokes my hair, his touch tender and affectionate. "I love you, Alice," he murmurs softly. "More than anything in this world."

My heart swells with emotion at his words. I gaze up at him, my eyes shining with adoration. "I love you too, Lars," I whisper. "You've given me so much more than I ever could have imagined."

He smiles at me, his expression filled with warmth and sincerity. "You've brought light into my life, princess," he says. Before you, everything was dark and empty. But now, with you by my side, I feel alive—free."

I nod, understanding exactly what he means. "I feel the same way," I confess. Before I met you, my life was so boring and predictable. But you've shown me a world of excitement and adventure. With you, I'm living life to the fullest."

Lars pulls me closer, his arms tightening around me. "I'll always be here for you," he promises. "No matter what happens, we'll face it together."

"Together," I echo, my voice content.

We hold each other close, savoring the peace and intimacy of the moment. I know I'm exactly where I'm meant to be in Lars's arms. I'm alive, free, and living beyond my wildest dreams with him.

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