Epilogue

EPILOGUE

Ten Years Later…

Lunabelle

“ L una!”

I go running out of the cave, searching for the booming voice in the forest. “What is it, Kilgore?” I see him up ahead, his big axe in hand.

He turns his head at the sound of my voice and locks me within his angry stare. It’s shameless that my body heats when he gives me that look, but I know what’s coming, and my backside is anticipating it.

“Where were you? I’ve been searching all over?” He stalks forward, his chest heaving like he’s been running through the woods.

“I went to take Brawn to Santa. He begged me to let him go help Santa in the workshop. There’s a toy he invented that he wants to go tinker with.” Our son is forever spending time in that workshop. He loves the elves and spending time with Santa. And he especially loves inventing toys. I honestly think that he’ll one day want to leave the nest and live there permanently. If it weren’t for my special powers, I’d fear the day, but if he ever does want to be one of Santa’s elves, we’ll be able to see him as often as we want.

“And you didn’t think to inform me of your plan? I’ve been worried sick, terrified you were snatched by a boogeyman.”

I bite back my smile. My husband is overly protective. A trait I find highly arousing. His angry scowl is making me think some very naughty thoughts. And with Brawn out of the house, we don’t have to be cautious. Although, Kilgore carved a room deep into the mountain so we could be as loud as we want without our son hearing us. And thank goodness, because some of the things we do, some of things we say…would cause our son to have nightmares. But for the next few days, we are free to be as naughty as we want.

“I’m sorry I worried you, my love. I got caught up talking to my friends.”

The Sugar Plum Faeries were filling me in on the latest with my parents and Quill. Apparently, there’s a new elf in town and my mother has finally been knocked off her social throne. My father is still working tirelessly, living his life in avoidance. And Quill—I bite back my giggle—has been banished to the human world, turned into a young boy since he still insists on acting like a rotten child. Talk about a punishment. Meanwhile, I was happy to report that life couldn’t be better here, which of course will get back to my folks so they won’t have to “worry” about me.

“You know that’s not an excuse, Luna.” His temper is running hot today. “Your little rump is going to get a spanking for pulling that stunt.”

I contemplate my next move. I could use my magic to take me to the red room where I’ll await his sexual wrath, allow him to chain me up and torture me for hours. Use his naughty little leather whip between my legs to teach me a lesson. Or…I can take my spanking like a good little elf, and then get some of my giant’s extra special attention tonight. I think today, I want to curl up in his lap and have him read me a bedtime story by the fireplace. He can tell me all about Little Red Riding Hood and how she gets caught by the Big Bad Wolf who lives in the woods. Kilgore’s retelling is my absolute favorite because the little girl in red manages to tame the big beast with her tongue and the honey between her legs.

“Turn around, Luna.” A shiver of lust runs through me at the sound of his commanding voice. I follow my order, giving him my obedience for a change. His hands go to my pants, and they’re shucked down my legs. “You gave me quite the fright, little one.” His big palms squeeze my cheeks and I’m already soaked between my legs. “The next time you run off, you need to tell me where you’re going.” A smack lands down and the delicious sting burns through my skin.

“You could’ve left me a note.” Another smack on the other cheek and I let out a whimper. “You could’ve messaged me in your head. Anything, so I wouldn’t be worrying.”

Three more smacks and I’m trembling. Hugging the tree in front of me. Clinging like a monkey so I don’t lose my balance.

“Have you learned your lesson, Luna?” I feel him sliding down my back and my stomach flutters. “Are you going to remember to inform me next time?”

“Yes,” I moan as his mouth kisses over my smarting skin.

“Gods, you taste so good.” His kisses start turning into licks and my feet turn into mush. “Now spread for me, Luna, so I can ease the pain between your legs.”

His hands part my cheeks and his tongue invades my most forbidden spot, working me right to the brink. Flicking over my puckered diamond and teasing me open. Tickling the pleasure right from my body and sending me straight over the edge.

“That’s my good girl,” he groans, and I close my eyes and make my wish, wishing my giant could feel the pleasure that’s rushing through me. “Gods, Red…” His wild grunt is suddenly by my ear. “It drives me wild when you share your pleasure.”

I smile, knowing exactly what part of him is quivering and pulsing right now.

“I love sharing with my giant.” I turn my head and smile. “Next time, I’ll share my spanking with you too.”

He shakes his head on a chuckle. “Gods, I love you, Luna.”

“And I love you, Kilgore.”

“By the way, I know exactly what your snow globe is going to be this Christmas.” He smiles.

Every year he gives me one to add to my collection. Now, I have an entire Christmas village of pretty little globes.

“And what’s that?”

“It’s going to be a carving of my Christmas wish.”

“And what’s your wish?” In all the years we’ve been together, he’s never asked for anything. I’m dying to know what he wants so I can use my magical powers and make his wish come true.

“Us, angel. My one and only wish will always be our beautiful family.”