Epilogue

-Jared-

Weeks later…

"Oh, God, fuck!" Alison screamed as I thrust into her, keeping her pressed against the wall, her restraints banging along with our movements. She grew louder, attempting to squirm against me, but I held her firmly in place, using her for my pleasure and bringing her to climax when I wanted to.

I grinned against her neck, our bodies slick with sweat as we moved together, the tension building. Her tightness threatened to push us both over the edge, but her cries echoed too loudly in the room, so I slowed down and covered her mouth with my hand.

"Quiet, slave," I taunted her. "You can't be so loud anymore. She will hear you."

Alison's eyes rolled back in her head, her protests muffled by my hand until she focused on me, and I lowered it.

"O-Okay, I'll be quiet, just finish me, please."

"No," I groaned, shifting my angle and thwarting the orgasm she was on the brink of reaching.

"Fuck, fuck," she panted, and I resumed thrusting vigorously, using the wall for leverage as I moved in and out of her wet warmth, feeling the pleasure building.

"Oh, please, Jared, please, finish me."

"Not yet," I groaned, feeling myself nearing climax.

"Jared, fuck!" she cursed, and I chuckled at her desperate state.

I reveled in having her completely under my control, asserting my dominance over her, before briefly crashing my lips against hers and slipping out of her, sinking to my knees. I hoisted her legs over my shoulders, keeping her suspended as I delved into her sweetness. She cried out, and I pulled back.

"What did I just tell you not to do?" I scolded her.

She bit her lip excitedly. "To not scream."

"And?"

"I screamed," she giggled teasingly.

"Going to keep quiet?"

She nodded eagerly, and I resumed my efforts. She muffled her moans and cries, shifting her hips against me and using her restraints to angle herself for maximum pleasure. I devoured her as if she were my last meal, and her orgasm arrived swiftly, her body trembling, the iron restraints clinking again as she reached euphoria.

Just as she was coming down, I disentangled myself and slipped back inside her, thrusting without pause, prolonging the sensation until I reached climax myself, exploding inside her and uniting us once more.

We were both left panting, bliss enveloping us as we recovered.

"Fucking hell," she breathed against me, making me smile as I sought her lips again, kissing her softly.

"When you said this had to be swift, you meant it," she panted.

"You're the one who insisted we need to eat together," I taunted her.

"Come on, you enjoy it too, like our own little family," she shot back.

I just continued to smile as I set her down, her toes barely reaching the ground. I undid her restraints, releasing her before we went to clean up and get dressed. We left the blue room, locking it after us, before proceeding to the next floor and then down the hallway. Alison insisted on being there to wake her, but when she opened the door, Julia wasn't anywhere to be found.

"That's strange," Alison remarked.

"Maybe she went down to eat already," I suggested. "Good thing we soundproofed the room."

Alison turned to me, giving me a scolding look as she gently slapped my arm, but then we went on a search for Julia. We went downstairs, checking the kitchen and even the dining room, which had been prepared with food. Still, we couldn't find her. Yet as we came across a room with a door leading outside, I heard a dull thud being repeated.

"Alison," I called, grasping her hand and leading her with me.

We walked outside and found Julia further out, kicking the ball against a statue in the backyard, the ball bouncing back to her repeatedly.

"She's getting better," I remarked, turning to Alison, only to see the most serene look on her face.

"What?" I inquired.

"Huh?" she asked, turning to me.

"Why do you look like that? She's just playing with a ball."

"Oh, Jared," she said, shaking her head at me as if I were slow to understand.

"What?" I asked as she walked forward, and I followed her.

"Sometimes you just prove how much is screwed up inside you."

"And?"

"And I still love you so much," she assured me, slowing her pace to wrap her arms around me as we walked.

I smiled, feeling my heart quicken its beat as I held her close, planting a kiss on the top of her head.

"It's lucky you have me," she said playfully.

"Oh, and why is that?" I teased.

"So I can show you what a normal life means too," she replied, smiling up at me.

"We may never be truly normal."

"That's okay. We'll create good moments together, even greater ones now that she's with us," Alison said, nodding toward Julia.

As we stopped a little further away, Julia noticed us, waving and smiling before she urged us to watch her. I saw Alison's serene smile again, and I began to understand why this moment was special to her—it was something pure and untouched by darkness. It was the sight of a child who was simply happy, unbothered by anything else. Suddenly, I was overcome with the same feeling, and I observed Alison, her smile still in place.

She was meant to be my nightmare, the reason I had lost everything, and yet as I looked at her, I realized that she had given me more than I was ever destined to have—a home.

The End.