21. Epilogue

Epilogue

Desmond

T he grey light filtering in through the curtains told tales of falling snow and whispered of Christmas carols and fairy lights, of swirling snow landing on rosy cheeks and tangling in long hair.

I had always liked winter but since Mia was in my life the season had my heart. Just like she did.

With a wide yawn, I stretched my body to get the blood moving, then swung my legs out of bed.

The cold from the old wood floor seeped into my legs even through my toe beans. Better get a move on and start a fire or the little cottage on the edge of Fox Grove would be freezing cold.

I crouched down by the wood burner, stacked pieces of birch wood on top of the fire starter and held the lighter to it.

Once the flames started licking at the logs, I got to my feet again. Ouch, you're getting old, I grumbled at my aching knee joint popping when I straightened.

I found her in the kitchen, a lavender coloured apron over her pyjamas.

No socks again.

It made me uneasy when she didn't wear any. I didn't want her to get sick.

"Good morning," I rumbled, burying my face in the crook of her neck and slinging my arm around her waist.

"Good morning, sweet fangs. Did you sleep well?" A low hiss escaped her lips when I slipped my hands under her pyjama top and cupped her perfect breast. "Oh, Desmond, what big hands you have! I'm baking though," she objected with a giggle but arched her back to get my fingers on her nipples anyway.

"All the better to warm you up with them, my delicious little snowflake." She loved it when I nibbled on her neck.

I rolled her hard nipple between my fingertips and brought the other hand down to untie her apron, then wriggled my fingers into her pyjama trousers.

"Oh, what a wet mess you are for me," I groaned at the slippery feel of her cunt.

"The better to take you with." Mia's giggles turned into a moan when I slipped a finger inside.

"Do you remember what comes next in the fairy tale?"

"Mmhmm," she hummed. "The Big Bad Wolf eats Little Red Riding Hood."

Without speaking I used both hands to push her trousers down, turned her around and set her on the worktop. Mia slung her legs around my hips, hooking her ankles behind my ass and caging me to her. As if anything could have made me leave her now.

"Oh, what's the big surprise you have here?" She faked her apprehension, mirth dancing in her warm eyes.

God, I loved unmasked Mia.

My cheeky, hot little snowflake.

I felt my lips curl up in a smirk as I slowly unbuttoned her top and then eased my pyjama trousers over my dick.

"All the better to knot you with."

Goosebumps raced down her throat and over her upper body, tightening her nipples visibly.

"Baby," she whimpered, holding her arms open to get me closer.

"I'm here," I muttered, pulling her up to my chest. She'd started calling me ‘baby' only a couple of weeks ago, when we had moved into our tiny cottage on the edge of the forest that formed the natural border of Kirkmuir in the northwest.

Slowly, I eased my tip into her tight cunt, giving her plenty of time to adjust to my girth.

"God, look at you, snowflake. I'll never get over how well you're taking me."

"Always being a good girl for you, baby." She groaned at my neck, her hips moving restlessly against my body. I gripped them to slow her down.

"All in due time. Don't hurt yourself."

Her hands clutched the back of my neck to try and drag my mouth on hers.

"Baby," she whined again.

"I'm not going anywhere, sweet thing. You know you can have all of me." I nipped the side of her neck, pulled back and sank a little deeper into her body.

"Your knot, give it to me!"

Oh, fuck me.

I slid out an inch and obeyed. The tight grip her cunt had on my knot almost ended me.

"My God, baby. I love you so much," Mia sobbed the words, her muscles spasming and fighting to get a hold on me.

I fisted her ponytail and tilted her head back.

"I love you, my sweet little snowflake. Until my last breath."

The End