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I toss her legs over my shoulder, getting on my knees. She grabs her tits, pinching her nipples as I pound into her. I watch as her greedy pussy takes me in, and I lose control. I grab her ankles, holding her legs up and fuck her hard, fast, and deep. She is crying out how good it feels, and it just spurs me on. My eyes slide from where we are connected, up her body to her scar. It’s no longer red and prominent, but it’s there and it will always be there. It will be a reminder for the rest of my life that this woman loves me enough to die for me.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” she screams. I push her legs back further, my pelvis now rubbing against her clit. “Oh, Zane.”

Her orgasm tears through her, pulling mine from me. I slam into her a few more times before I can’t fight it any longer. “Harper,” I groan.

We hold onto each other, slowly recovering. I kiss the side of her head after a few minutes and sit up, reaching for my jeans. I grab the ring out of my pocket and lay back down next to her. She faces me and smiles.

“I didn’t get to give you the ring,” I say, laughing as I kiss her soft lips.

She holds out her hand and I slide the ring on her finger. Just like Harper, it’s not a traditional engagement ring. It’s a black gold band with an amethyst stone. Even with just the moonlight, it sparkles on her finger. Fuck, she’s mine forever.

“It’s stunning,” she whispers, staring at it.

We kiss and it’s slow, sweet, and full of promises. When we stop, I rest my forehead on hers. “You make me a better man,” I whisper.

“You were always the better man. You saved me,” she quietly says.

I wipe away a tear and kiss her gently.

We saved each other. We started a war, we fought it, and we survived.

Stronger. Wiser. Happier.

The End


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