Epilogue One - Rhys

Iflicked off the television for the third time in the evening and walked back up to my study. I'd been working alone for a long time over the years and I was single for even longer, but Kiera's absence was bothering me. I wasn't even afraid to admit it to myself. It had been two days and she hadn't been in touch. I threw out the leftovers from the pancakes I'd bought her, and with it went some of my hope.

I knew why she had to go back up to heaven. It was always going to happen, and I understood the necessity of closing any other connections between the fae and mortal worlds as quickly as possible. However, I was not okay with her not coming back. Maybe she still would – I certainly hoped so, but not knowing was driving me batty. Not ‘to distraction,' but literally batty.

I couldn't even take comfort in fantasies of gutting Kelibon, because he was out of my reach. Possibly dead, but probably not, and almost certainly trapped in the faerie world forever. In losing an enemy, I almost felt like I'd lost a friend who I happened to hate. What was my driving purpose now? If not hatred or love, then what?!

There was still crime in the city of Dublin and the world at large. There were still those I could hunt, but it didn't hold the same joy as it did before, with my largest enemy gone and no one by my side, let alone the woman I loved. All she'd left was that strange, white mewling cat, and a longing in my heart.

I wrapped my fingers around the dark crystal I wore around my neck, the smoothed down version of that arrowhead that had caused me so much pain. I'd thought about throwing it on Kelibon's body before shooting him, thinking it might help finish the job, but I was glad I still had it. It felt like a hard-won prize. It was mine now, and I'd earned it.

I heard a bang downstairs, and I paused where I stood. There were many possibilities for that noise. It might've come from outside, or one of my enemies might've come looking for me. I'd killed a lot of people in my time, and there were those who sought to avenge their murders. I hoped it wasn't them, because I knew who I wanted it to be. I just couldn't see her opening the front door.

"Kiera?" I asked aloud, announcing that I was there to anyone who would hear me. I didn't care if they did.

"It's me," she replied, walking up the stairs in a silken golden dress I'd never seen her in before. She looked stunningly beautiful, and the moment she entered the room, we hugged one another.

"I missed you so much, but I'm here, Rhys. I'm back."

I kissed her deeply, and then pressed my forehead to hers. When I looked into her eyes, I saw tears in the corners and felt wonder that she was so grateful to see me too.

"Come with me," I whispered to her.

"Come with you, or "with you?'" she asked, as a sensual smile played over her soft lips.

"Both," I replied, taking her hand.

She followed me in to the other bedroom – the one with the better, larger bed, and we fell side by side on to its feather-filled duvet. Her hands tugged at my shirt as we kissed, and as soon as she had it up over my stomach, her hands caressed my abs and her kisses strayed over my exposed skin.

"What did Gabriel say?" I asked her, as I tried to help her out of her gown. There were no zips or buttons, so I pulled it over her head, leaving her in the prettiest golden lingerie and soft silk stockings I'd ever seen. I couldn't stop touching her – my beautiful red-haired angel.

"He said I could stay," she replied. "Let's talk about… him… later. If we say his name, he might hear us."

"Kiera, everyone's going to hear us." I smiled at her seductively, as I tugged on her bra, and bared her beautiful breasts for me. I wanted to kiss them, and tease them, and I wanted my sexy angel riding my cock, as I already knew she could do so wonderfully.

She unbuckled my belt, and I let go as she removed my jeans and caressed lower with her capable hands. Her soft kisses found their way lower as we removed my underwear, and soon I felt her lovely mouth wrapped around my cock.

She was really something – my beautiful Kiera. I touched her face, and stroked my fingers through her auburn hair as she sucked on me, and showed me how deeply she could take my cock between her pretty lips.

I was like putty in her hands now. She shimmied out of her underwear, leaving herself nude for me other than her stockings, which clung to her skin. I pulled her atop me, as I leaned back on the bed, and my cock slid within her with ease.

She gasped as she accommodated my size, and then she began to move atop me, riding me against the soft, comfortable bed. She felt so incredible on me, and so skilled at what she did.

"You're so erotic. I love you, Kiera," I murmured, as I caressed her beautiful breasts and brought her left nipple to my mouth. My hands stroked down her sides, holding her at the curve of her hips as they rocked, fucking me on my bed.

I licked her nipple, teasing it with my teeth, and then kissed the other one, showing her just how much I cherished her and loved fucking her.

We moved together on the bed more firmly now, our movements growing more forceful… and more pleasurable. Soft moans escaped her lips, and breathy words as she rode me. I wanted to fill her with my cum, and she knew it. It was exactly what I was going to do when I was ready.

"Rhys, that feels so good. I can't take much more. I'm going to come for you."

"Not yet. Show me how much more you can take," I urged her.

I could feel her wetness over my legs now, and her moans grew harder and more desperate. I raked my fingers down her back, and held her there as I thrust my cock in as far as it would go.

She moaned for me, shuddering on my cock.

"Oh wow…"

Kiera cried out hard, squeezing my cock deep inside her as her orgasm claimed her. She squirmed and moaned, and I held her there as I welcomed the wave of pleasure I was trying to hold back. My cum spurted within her, and I know she felt it, because she moaned for me when she did. It flooded her pussy, and I closed my eyes in bliss as I gave it to her.

She was my sticky, beautiful, cum-filled angel, and I adored her. I also loved doing this to her. I wasn't expecting her whimper as she came again atop me. I enjoyed feeling her come again for me, and the way she held me like she never wanted to let me go.

Afterwards, she lay atop me and I embraced her, our bodies still connected as we kissed and held each other.

Before we met, I'd never have thought I'd be so grateful to have her with me, but I was. I wasn't sure when it happened, but she'd become my everything.