Epilogue

Leo

“What are you thinking about?” I ask, my voice warm and curious as I pull her nearer to me.

“Everything,” she replies, her voice filled with emotion. “How far I’ve come, how much I’ve grown. And you… you’ve been with me every step of the way.”

I sit beside her, taking her hands in mine. “I’ve always believed in you, Evelyn. And I always will. This circus, these people… they’re our family now.”

Her eyes meet mine, and I see the depth of her feelings mirrored in their depths. “I never imagined I’d find a place where I truly belong,” she says, her voice barely a whisper. “Or someone who understands me so completely.”

I pull her closer, my heart swelling with love and pride. “We’ve both found something special here. And it’s only the beginning.”

We talk about the future, our dreams and aspirations intertwining like the silks we dance on. Evelyn expresses her desire to continue pushing the boundaries of her performances, to create even more daring and captivating acts. Her eyes light up with passion as she describes her vision, the fire in her spirit burning brightly.

“I want to explore new heights, new depths,” she says, her voice filled with determination. “I want our performances to touch people, to move them in ways they’ve never experienced before.”

I share my plans for new illusions, ideas that will complement and elevate Evelyn’s routines. “Imagine combining our talents in ways that blur the lines between reality and fantasy,” I suggest, excitement creeping into my voice. “We could create something truly extraordinary.”

Evelyn’s eyes shine with excitement. “Yes. That’s exactly what I want. To create magic that feels real, that leaves people breathless.”

As we continue to brainstorm and dream, a profound sense of contentment and purpose settles over us. Evelyn has found her voice, her place in the world. She’s no longer the woman running from her past; she’s a celebrated star performer, confident and strong.

“I never thought I’d find freedom, love, and a place where I truly belong,” Evelyn says, her voice filled with wonder. “But I have. And it’s all thanks to you.”

I cup her face in my hands, my heart pounding with emotion. “It’s thanks to us. We’ve built this together. And we’ll keep building, keep dreaming, keep reaching for the stars. Marry me, Evelyn. Marry me and make me the happiest man alive.”

“Yes, yes, yes.” She breathes, emotion filling her eyes.

We cling together, wrapped in the warmth of our connection. The circus is not just our stage but our home, a place where our dreams can flourish and our love can grow. With Evelyn by my side, I’m ready to embrace whatever the future holds, confident that our journey has only just begun.

My hand moves like a predator towards her fluttering legs, seeking and finding her wetness with ease. I laugh triumphantly as she squirms against the bed, trying to deny the undeniable pleasure radiating from her core. "Soaked for me again already? My sweet angel," I whisper to her as she lies in my arms. "But sometimes you're a little devil. And I love both sides of you, the gentle and the wild." She doesn't respond, her body arching off the bed with pure pleasure, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

I can feel the dampness of her sweet cunt as my eyes roam over the swell of her back, the curves of her shoulders and hips begging to be touched. Her hips are perfect for bearing children, I think to myself in a moment of primal desire. The thought of creating life with this woman consumes me, and for a moment I forget all other desires except to fill her with my seed.

She is my goddess, my everything, and in this moment, all I want is to worship and please her until she is screaming my name. As my hands grip both halves of her firm, round ass, I spread them apart to reveal the tight little hole of her ass and the glistening slit of her pussy.

“Leo, please…” Her voice is still full of desire, but now there's a hint of pleading. She doesn't want me to stop. It hits me like a punch to the gut - she would never forgive me if I did.

“Oh, God.” The sound escapes her lips as her hips wiggle against mine. I can't help but grin, feeling powerful and in control.

Leaning forward, I take in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. My tongue dips between the smooth skin of her pussy lips, reveling in the taste of her honey and the texture of her intimate folds. As I run my hands over her perfect ass, I move my mouth up to kiss the soft flesh of her buttocks. She moans with need, urging me on.

When my tongue touches her puckered asshole, she gasps and arches her back. “Leo…”

“Yes, baby. Just let go,” I whisper soothingly as my tongue continues its exploration around the tight ring of muscle.

She moves against me, grinding her hips as I worship every inch of her ass. Moving forward again, I press gentle kisses along the small of her back, savoring the shivers that pass through her body as I trail my lips along her creamy shoulder blades.

Reaching around to cup her breasts in my hands, I roll her hardened nipples between my fingers.

“Leo, I need you inside me,” she whispers urgently.

“I know, angel,” I whisper back. “But just us. Nothing between us, you understand?”

“I know we didn’t talk about this before, but I’m not on birth control, what if…” Her words trail off, but I know what she's thinking.

“Nothing would make me happier,” I assure her. “Say you want it too.” I continue to kiss and nibble at her neck, gently rolling her onto her side so that I can look into her eyes. My gaze drifts down to admire her perfect body - the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips, the patch of curly dark hair above her glistening slit. “Say you want it like this.”

After a brief hesitation, she nods. “I want it. I want all of you.” Her hands fumble with my shirt buttons as she continues, “I want us.”

I watch as Evelyn admires the firmness of my chest, the rough dark hair curling across thick pectorals, the ripples of muscle across my stomach, leading down to my throbbing cock. Evelyn leans forward and tentatively runs a finger along it, watching the way I squirm at her gentle touch.

That’s power.

I might be frightening sometimes, and I might be infuriating too. But she has true power over me.

“Can I?” she asks, looking up into my eyes as she licks her lips.

I nod, barely able to speak. “Yes, baby. Just take it slow.”

Dark hair surrounds the base of my thick shaft, and heavy balls sit beneath. A thick vein runs from the base to the swollen head, and she traces it with a finger, then leans forward and laps once, gently. It tastes sweet and salty, a bead of precum spreading over her tongue. She closes her eyes as she takes it in, her first taste, and then she wraps her hand around my shaft and takes me into her mouth.

I moan as she sucks on my cock, drawing in her cheeks to increase the suction. She squeezes and teases the shaft with her fingers as she pleasures me, and I can’t help but react to the sharp intakes of breath as she pushes herself deeper onto my cock.

“Fuck, you’re a natural, Evelyn,” I groan, tightening my fingers in her hair, drawing her up. “Play with yourself while you suck me.”

She follows my instructions, slipping a hand down between her legs and finding herself damp and slick. As she playfully squeezes my cock between her lips, biting down to add pressure, she slips two fingers inside her pussy, moaning as she starts to massage.

“That’s it, angel. Make yourself good and wet. I’m not going to come, not yet, not inside your mouth. I’m saving it all for when I get inside you again. But you’ll need to be nice and slippery to take this cock inside that tight little pussy.”

She hums at the sound of my words, enjoying the dirty talk, the instruction. Safe and loved, all she cares about is pleasing me. As she starts to breathe harder through her nose.

“Baby… Fuck…” My fingers grip harder, pushing her onto my cock, and she starts to gag. I wonder in that moment if she’ll ever be able to take me all the way, right into her throat, but I pull her back before she has a chance to find out. “Stop…stop, angel. I can’t hold back much longer…”

I pull her head back and grin as my cock comes free, the head red and swollen, balls pulled up tight against the base, the whole thing quivering with the effort to hold back. What would it feel like, to have my cum in her mouth? Or on her face?

“You have to stop, Evelyn. This is all for you, but it goes inside you, you understand?” I grip my dick and give it a couple of gentle strokes as my balls relax a little, and she nods, grinning.

“I did good, huh?”

“Too good. That mouth is going to get me in trouble.”

She laughs and lies back, watching me slide my grip up and down that huge length. It must be eight or ten inches, and thick enough around that my own fingers only just wrap the whole way. It loses some firmness as I breathe deep, and she spreads her legs wide.

“Fuck, baby. You’ve got yourself nice and wet for me. And I’m ready. Are you?”

She nods. “I want it inside me. Now.”

I center myself between her thighs. Propped up on the pillows, she’s able to look down over her body, watching as I lean forward, caging her between my arms. I kiss one nipple and it sends sensations through her whole body, making her gasp a quick breath and straighten her back. She hadn’t realized until now just how sensitive her breasts were, swollen as they are with need for me.

“This is all mine, Evelyn. All mine. I hope you realize that this isn’t the end, it’s only the beginning. I’m never letting you go, not now, not ever. Now that you’re here I know that this is where I belong, where I’ll live.”

I feel my cock slide up and down her pussy lips, and I reach down, spreading her cream up and down my shaft. My lips meet her throat and she cranes her head to give me access. The touch of my soft mouth, the feel of my cock trying to enter her, the roughness of the hair across my chest against her smooth skin, all of it makes her relax, and I can feel her body opening up to me even more. I move inside less than an inch, but it makes her release a hard breath of shock. She’s never had anything this thick inside her before. I love the way her delicate pussy stretches around my hard cock.

I pull back, and she feels the scratch of my teeth at her throat, making her cry out as I mark her.

Then I thrust forward without warning, and she’s impaled by me.

“That pussy is so tight, baby. Squeezing me, trying to sever my dick right off my body.”

“I’m sorry,” she says, rolling her hips, trying to open up for me despite the pain.

“No. Never apologize for being so perfect. I’d take it just to be inside you right now. I love you, Evelyn.”

I move inside her, and she lets the words sink in. Love. I love her. Her heart thunders with the meaning, and she wraps her legs around my back, pulling me deeper as she feels sweat breaking out across her naked body. The rasp of my breaths keeps time with every heartbeat as I move forward, back, forward, back, digging deeper into her with every thrust.

“I love you too,” she says finally, and nothing has ever been truer in her life. I grin and kiss her lips, and she hears the slap of my balls against her ass as I finally find my depth. It hurts, and she hears her own screams, but she doesn’t care. She’s lost in this moment, lost in our exchange of declarations.

I’m the one for her, and no matter what else, I’ll always be here, always be hers.

“Memorizing every moment, just like watching you on those silks,” I grunt, my teeth clashing against hers as we kiss frantically. Her body is nothing but a ragdoll being thrown across the bed by the raging steam engine of my hips.

She cries out in response, trying to form words but unable to even make a coherent thought.

I murmur and groan, but it’s wordless as we both come close to the edge.

Unable to take it any longer, she reaches out and wraps her arms around my neck, lifting herself completely from the bed, and I rise, turning, throwing her against the wall, a picture falling and cracking on the floor. She mewls softly as the breath is driven out of her, and gravity takes over. My cock comes up to meet her once, twice, three times. She feels her body stretched with each thrust, a shooting pain sparking in her brain every time my cock reaches its depth.

Hoarse cries are driven from her throat, desperate panting as her sticky hair whips across her forehead. And neither of us needs to say a word.

She grips my face hard, pulling my lips to hers as she wraps tighter around my waist with her legs, and I thrust inside her one more time, going deep and staying there. Her body trembles as the orgasm rips through every muscle, and a low howl builds in her chest as she throws her head back.

My own release follows, and as I empty into her, all I can think is that I can’t wait for this woman to be my wife. I can’t wait to tie her to me for eternity because every breath I take will be for her. Forever.

The End.