Epilogue Mark

Three Years Later

Iwoke up the way I usually did, with my back against Dustin's bare muscular chest and his fat cock wedged between my cheeks. Did I mind? Absolutely not. Was I covered in his precum? Yes. Was I going to use the precum's slickness to work his dick into my ass before he woke up? Also yes. He loved when I did that.

Arranging myself just right, I pressed his thick cockhead against my hole. After three years of taking that monster, my body knew just what to do. I was already rock hard as he slipped inside me, his ridge popping past my ring and sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. From there, it was just a little bit of wiggling and adjusting until my ass rested firmly against his pelvis.

I lay there for a long moment, stroking myself and enjoying the exquisite full feeling his cock gave me. He pulsed gently inside me, nudging my prostate with each beat of his heart. I couldn't help a small moan into the pillow as my hips rocked back and forth, riding him hard enough to get what I desperately craved but not so hard that I'd jolt him awake.

It was only a minute or so before I felt his muscles begin to flex, his cocking pumping forward as deep as it could go. A thick hand wrapped over my waist, his fingers digging into my skin.

"Good fucking morning," Dustin growled into my ear, thrusting his cock even deeper inside me.

I could only moan in response. Precum leaked out of my cock as I stroked myself, now letting Dustin take over the movements. The connection between us flared and I felt his pleasure seep into my mind. It was always so intense to feel everything at the same time, but after three years, I couldn't imagine it any other way.

Slipping his hand down my thigh, Dustin hooked his fingers behind my knee and lifted my leg into the air so he could get a better angle. The blankets fell away, the cool morning air causing goosebumps to break out across my flesh. With his arm hooked around my leg, I felt his cock slide even deeper. Now, it was pressing hard against my second ring, and the sensation nearly sent me over the edge.

"Fuck…" I groaned into the pillow. "Breed me, please…"

"Don't worry," he whispered into my ear, his teeth grazing my flesh. "You didn't have a choice about that anyway."

I leaned back against him, arching my back so he could keep pounding my hole. The feedback between us had grown so far that I knew neither of us would last much longer. Skin struck skin as Dustin fucked me harder, his balls slapping against my ass with each stroke. I pushed back against him, desperate for more of his fantastically thick cock. My own was leaking all over the bed, but I didn't care. Warmth filled my entire body, the magic welling up behind it as I got closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuck… fuck… FUCK!"

With a cry, I shot my load all over the bed, my cock throbbing wildly in my hand. At the same time, Dustin forced my ass further down, his cockhead popping past my second ring. With his teeth wrapped around my shoulder, he growled deeply, pumping my body full of his hot seed. The sudden rush of pain from my shoulder forced my orgasm even higher, my cock desperately trying to cum more.

Dustin lowered my leg back to the bed but made no attempt to remove his cock from my ass. Instead, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me tight against him as he snuggled in.

"Oops," he said, glancing down at my shoulder. "I think I went a little too hard."

Still drunk with lust, I looked down and saw a small trickle of blood where his canine had cut through. But, as I watched, I felt the connection between us surge, and the wound closed itself in a matter of seconds.

"You didn't have to do that," I said. I'd been teaching Dustin how to force his werewolf healing across the bond. He was surprisingly good at it. "I could've healed it."

"It's nothing," he replied, nuzzling a few kisses against my neck. "It's the least I could do for that wonderful wake-up."

I couldn't help biting my lower lip as I smiled. "It's my favorite way to wake up, too."

"Next time, I'll have to ride you to wake you up." He kissed my neck again. "It's only fair."

"Fine with me."

We lay there in silence, wrapped up in one another for an easy ten minutes. The sun outside shone warmly against the curtains, giving the room a soft illumination. Eventually, Dustin's cock softened and pulled out of me, his cum running down my leg. But I didn't care. I just turned over and put my head on his chest, listening to the sound of my familiar's heartbeat.

"So, how are you feeling about the guys now that you met them last night?" I asked, stroking my fingers through Dustin's chest hair. He'd really put on quite a bit of it in the past couple of years. "Everything go okay?"

"I don't think I've ever eaten so much food in my life," Dustin replied, heaving a deep sigh. "I still feel full from that potluck."

"You wolves and your potlucks," I laughed. "It never fails to amaze me."

"I think we've found some really good people," he continued. I could hear the smile in his voice. "Parker is a great leader, and I really like Oliver. Eoin's a bit rough around the edges, but that's sort of his charm, right? Wyatt is kind of ridiculous, and Hunter… well, he's just an all-around good guy."

"Oliver's my favorite," I replied. "But I'm biased. He was the first one I met. They're all pretty wonderful." I glanced up at him, those green eyes meeting my gaze. "So… do you want to join the pack?"

"Honestly, I wouldn't mind," he smiled. "I think this might be the first time in my life I really felt like I belonged around other wolves, you know? And, no offense, but it's nice to be around wolves again. It feels… I don't know… natural for some reason."

"It's easy to feel that way around this bunch. Even I feel it, and I'm not even one of you. Although, I do really like their mates. Buncha humans, the lot of them, but I've never met a better group of guys."

"Is it weird to say they feel almost like family already?"

"No," I said, shaking my head. "I feel that way too. It's weird and a little off-putting, but I definitely feel it."

I sat up, placing a soft kiss on Dustin's lips. His tongue pushed into my mouth, exploring me with those little movements he knew drove me wild. When he finally pulled away, his lips swollen and red, I could see the warm, genuine smile on his face. We were happy together, to be sure, but this was a new kind of happiness.

Now we felt like we belonged somewhere. Neither of us had felt that way since college.

"Well, I've got a bit of a surprise for you," I said, kissing him again.

"Is it your ass?"

"It's not always my ass!"

"I'd be happy if it was. I never get tired of it."

"I know," I scoffed. "That's why my butthole is threatening to fall out."

"It is not!" he cried back, laughing. "You're as tight as ever!"

"Well, that's nice of you to say."

"It's true!"

I just shook my head, laughing at him. He always fell for my bait. It was one of the things I loved about him.

"So, if it's not your ass," he continued. "What is it?"

"I'll show you."

Hopping off the bed, I walked to the dresser against the wall. For a moment, it looked like I was about to open the bottom drawer, but then I gave the handle a twist, and the drawer face opened as if it were hinged on one side. Instead of a drawer, it opened to a rectangle of pure darkness. I reached inside, thinking of what I wanted. A moment later, I felt a heavy weight in my hand and withdrew it. There, resting in my palm, was a large leather-bound book.

Pushing the drawer shut and turning the handle again to latch it, I headed back to the bed. I crawled up beside Dustin, the pair of us still butt naked, and sat down the book in the middle of the comforter.

"A spellbook?" he said, running his fingers over the intricate runes on the cover. "I thought you only had the one?"

"I might've been keeping a bit of a secret from you." I held up a hand to stop him. "I know the familiar connection doesn't really allow a lot of that, but this was something I couldn't let you know about. Just in case it went terribly wrong."

"Terribly wrong?!" he balked. "What do you mean, wrong?"

"Well, I had to test it last week to make sure it worked. And don't worry. I had lots of precautions in place, which turned out to be unnecessary because it works just fine. I've spent nearly six months making absolutely sure that everything inside this book was perfect before I tested it out." I paused. "Getting it wrong might've been… bad."

"Mark," Dustin said in a warning tone. He only used it when I was doing something dangerous. "What is this?"

"It's my capstone project," I replied. I didn't give him a chance to retort as I continued. "When we got expelled, I brought it with me. At the time, I thought I was only a couple of months from finishing it, but it's taken me three years to pull it all together. It's not very easy to get access to a lot of the reference materials I needed, and honestly, they weren't very helpful. This book does something that no witch has ever accomplished. But when I tested it last week, it worked just fine."

Dustin furrowed his brows. "Wasn't your capstone project about time travel?"

I nodded. "Specifically, the creation of a separate timeline that terminates when you warp back to the moment you left. That way, there's no messing anything up."

"Are you telling me you went back in time last week and didn't even tell me?"

"I only went back ten years!" I replied like it wasn't a big deal. "And it was just for a few minutes. I had to make sure I could get back."

"And what if you didn't?"

"I left a note."

Dustin's jaw nearly hit the ground. "You left a note?! What the fuck did it say? Huh? If you're reading this, I went back in time and died. LOL!"

"Okay, well, first of all, that sounds very millennial. I wish I had thought of it. And second… yeah, it was something like that."

"Mark!"

"Dustin!" I said back, mocking his tone. "It's fine. It works. There's nothing to worry about!"

"But what if–"

"If, if, if," I said, cutting him off. "What ifs are a waste of time. There's only what is and what isn't. And I have a book that can take us back in time. Anywhere in time. When we're tired of being there, we can come back." I reached out, taking his hands, a big smile spreading over my face. "And I have a great idea of where we can go first."

Dustin looked terribly unimpressed. "Where?" he asked in a flat tone.

"Let's go to the Caribbean," I said, barely able to contain my excitement. "During the pirate era."

The look of horror on his face slowly melted into childlike wonder.

"Is that p-possible?"

I nodded. "It'll be just like Treasure Island, but you'll get to see it first-hand! We can take some gold with us, buy a ship, and sail the seas looking for buried treasure! Between your wolf healing and my magic, we won't have anything to really worry about. Plus, if it turns out not to be as fun as we hoped, we'll just come right back!"

"Come back here? To this moment."

"Yeah," I nodded again. "Not a single second will have passed."

"What do we tell the pack?"

"Nothing. They won't even know we left! That's the beauty of it! We're free to do whatever we want for as long as we want! Thanks to the book, we won't even age while we're out exploring because no time will have passed here!"

"What's the catch?" Dustin asked. "There's got to be a catch. This feels too good to be true."

"The catch," I said, holding his face in my hands and staring into his eyes. "Is that you can't tell anyone about this, and you have to love me with all your heart for the rest of your life." I paused for a moment. "Also, if you want to go back more than four hundred years, I'm pretty sure I'll need a second familiar."

He stiffened for a moment, growling under his breath. "I don't like the idea of you with another man." He paused, a smile peeking through. "But I guess I can forgive that if we both get to fuck him."

I smiled, kissing him softly. "I knew I loved you."

Dustin just held me tight. "So, when do we leave?" he finally asked.

"You want to go then?"

"Of course I do!" He was practically vibrating with excitement. "Now that I know it's not dangerous, let's fucking do it!" Sitting up, he looked at me, his eyes wide. "Do I need to buy some clothes? A pirate hat?" He paused, giving me a serious look. "Do you think I need an eyepatch?"

I just laughed. "We can get those things when we get there. I'll need some time to recover from the magic, but it shouldn't be too hard to just whip up some clothing for us." I paused, giving him a mischievous look. "Or, if you want to start off our pirate careers right… we could just steal it."

"I don't know…"

"Are you a pirate or not?!" I cried, poking him in the ribs. "This is your free pass to try anything you want, and you're gonna sit here quaking like a coward?"

That got under his skin.

"Fine," he replied, with enthusiasm this time. "Let's do this!"

"Put on some clothes, and we'll go," I chuckled. "Hop to it!"

The room was a flurry of activity as we raced each other to see who could get ready first. Of course, Dustin threw on a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, announcing himself done. I reminded him that he'd probably want some shoes and maybe some other clothing in case the weather changed at all. With a sigh, he went back to it, gathering a bit of clothing into a small pile on the bed.

Meanwhile, I was already packed and ready to go. Since I knew this trip was going to happen, I'd already fashioned a leather satchel and filled it with my essentials. It had the same extension charm as my suitcase did, making it damn near bottomless. I had everything we'd need, including toiletries and first aid materials to last us at least six months. Anything else we needed could be found in the past. And, since it was a separate timeline that would be terminated the moment we left, I didn't have to worry about doing any accidental damage by bringing toothpaste and lube with us.

I stuffed Dustin's clothing into my bag as fast as he could pile it on the bed. When he was done, I smiled, holding up my bag.

"I won before you even started."

"That's cheating."

"Yes, it is," I replied happily, holding out my hand. "Ready to go?"

He laced his fingers through mine, stepping up beside me. "I've been ready since I was ten years old."

"Put your hands around my waist and hold on tightly."

As Dustin got into position, I grabbed the spellbook and held it out in front of me. As I began to chant, it flipped open of its own accord, a warm sunlight-like glow emanating from the runes on the pages. A massive magic circle appeared on the floor around us, encasing us in golden light. The spell was enormous, but the activation was short.

"Ready?" I asked one last time.

Dustin nodded. "Ready."

I held the book high, closing my eyes. "To Treasure Island!"

There was a flash of brilliant light and a sudden sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach. Dustin's grip doubled around my waist. However, less than a second later, I felt my feet hit warm sand and heard the cry of gulls overhead. There was a salty tang on the air as I turned my face toward the sound of the waves. As my eyes opened once more, I found myself standing at the edge of the Gulf of Mexico on some lonely, forgotten island covered in palm trees. Dustin gasped beside me, his hand going to his lips.

I smiled.

"Welcome to Treasure Island."