EPILOGUE

Four Months Later

Drake lifted the skirt of his wife's wedding dress and plunged his cock deep into her wet pussy as their carriage bounced over the bumpy road. They'd just left their friends and family at the church to make the journey to the Southtree home where their wedding breakfast would be held.

"Hurry, we don't have much time," Wren rasped, resting her cheek on the velvety cushion of a carriage seat.

"We have exactly as much time as we need, wife," he gritted out. "I plan on breeding you until this belly is full of my seed—my baby making a home there."

His wife whimpered and Drake grinned, slipping a hand between her thighs to rub her clit.

"Do you like the sound of that, little bird? Do you want to be ripe with my child? Because I'll certainly enjoy fucking you until it happens, and even then I won't be able to stop myself from feeling the hot clamp of your cunt every single. Damn. Day." He punctuated each word with a thrust of his hips. Punching deep, hard, wishing he could live in Wren's tight little pussy.

It had been four months since their first introduction, since he first took her innocence. Yet Drake's desire hadn't dimmed. It had only grown with time.

He was obsessed with his little bird, the curvy spinster who was now his wife.

Who'd have thought the King of Corruption's son—a devil in his own right—would ever marry for love? Not lust. Not out of duty. But true love that was all-consuming.

"Drake… Please …" Wren scratched at the seat with her nails and arched into the harsh pistoning of his cock.

Perhaps his wife had the right of it when she'd said rakes made the best husbands, because as he brought Wren to orgasm before the carriage stopped, Drake vowed he'd be the best damn husband for his little bird.

From now until forever.

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