He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on the back of my neck that made me shiver all the way down to my toes.
"It's just us now. We're your family," he whispered sensually. "So tell us where you want to go, baby. The beach? The mountains? The world is ours now."
I turned to look at him, all my happiness and gratitude spilling from the smile I couldn't hold back on my face.
"Anywhere. As long as I'm with you."
EPILOGUE
KAINE
THREE YEARS LATER
That day, the best and scariest day of my life, we drove west for days. Right before the four of us felt we would kill each other being cooped up in the car for so long, we reached the Pacific Ocean.
Point Cedar, Washington became our new home. A small, coastal logging town just south of the Canadian border. We had absolutely nothing but each other and the fresh mixture of mountain and sea air surrounding us.
The first year was rough but I wouldn't have it any other way. We rented a cramped apartment, much like the one I had back home. Us three adults worked odd jobs to save up and get settled into our new surroundings.
Maggie and I soon realized that our fast, passionate reunion back at Westminster conceived a baby and were overjoyed. Our son Isaiah was born nine months later.
At that point, we literally ran out of room for five people in a two-bedroom apartment.
Marie found a stable job for a tech startup which she excelled at and moved out with Jeremy on her own, although she still visited several times a week to help out with Isaiah.
I was doing pretty well for myself in the carpentry industry, much like Christ himself coincidentally. Maggie worked from home for the first two years on her own nonprofit organization to help the homeless.
After those two years, we bought a five-acre parcel of land, complete with an ocean view. Every minute that I wasn't at my day job or with my family, I built the pieces of our dream house on that land.
Our dreams didn't stop at a house. I also wanted to build a small chapel to run my ministry and Maggie wanted her own office building since her non-profit starting taking off and she began hiring employees.
Before I even started the house though, I built a gazebo near the edge of the property, right where the treeline became dense forest.
Because I had to marry the love of my life and mother of my child at our new home.
Our wedding was small, intimate and perfect. Marie got her ordination license online and officiated our ceremony. The few friends we made since moving to Point Cedar and our children gathered to witness.
My bride was stunning in her long, white wedding gown that she made herself.
When our small reception was over, Marie took the kids for the night and my new wife led me straight to our bedroom.
"Watch this," she said with a grin and a wink.
With a flick of her wrist, the long trailing fabric of her skirt fell away. Underneath the massive bundle of fabric, she wore a short, white bodycon skirt and stockings traveling up her beautiful, luscious thighs.
I let out a wordless groan as I reached for her, my cock at full attention. No words could describe how fucking horny she made me. It was even worse than when I first met her.
But she slapped my hand away.
"Nah-ah," she scolded playfully. "I said watch."
She bent over our bed at the waist, legs long and straight, ass cheeks peeking out from underneath her skirt.
My mouth parted thirstily and I had to clench my fists at my sides to keep from kneading her sexy flesh under my palms.
Her hands traveled back behind her, fingertips trailing slowly up the backs of her thighs until they reached the hem of her skirt.
"Fuck baby, you're killing me," I moaned. "I want you so fucking bad."
"Keep watching," she teased as she slowly lifted the fabric over her luscious ass cheeks.
My cock throbbed, desperate to get between those cheeks but I held steady, not tearing my eyes away for a single moment.
After several long, torturous seconds she lifted the skirt all the way over her ass to her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties, but that wasn't the thing that drove me absolutely wild.
A large, pink rhinestone glittered and winked at me in the light of our bedroom. The end of the butt plug she wore.
"You naughty, filthy girl," I rasped, finally allowing my hands to come into contact with her gorgeous skin. "Did you wear that during the whole wedding?"
"Yes, sir." She looked back at me and twerked her sexy bejeweled ass against my crotch. "A special surprise for my husband."
"You're so fucking naughty I can't believe you were ever a virgin."
I slid my hands over her ass and cupped her dripping wet pussy. With my other hand, I yanked down my zipper and hurried to pull my cock out of my slacks.
"I was a virgin but never innocent," she said in a low, sultry tone, arching her back and pushing against me harder.
"If you weren't such a bad girl, we would have never met," I reminisced fondly.
I spanked her sweet little ass a few times, enjoying her eager yelps before sinking my cock into her.
"Holy fuck," I moaned as I thrust in as deeply as I could. The pressure of the butt plug made her feel even tighter.
"Oh God, I love you so much," she moaned, thrusting back on my long, hard shaft. "Your cock is the only one I've ever had and the only one I'll ever need."
"I fucking love you more," I growled, leaning over her to press my chest to her back so she could feel my heartbeat.
I wrapped her hair in my fist and said directly into her ear, "and God made you for no one else but me."
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