Epilogue
Alaric
One YearLater
I always hated the way our wedding went, and I’ve spent the past year planning to have a redo. I figure our one-year anniversary would be the perfect day, and it was.
We had the ceremony Monroe deserved in the backyard of our home. Her grams walked her down the aisle, while Savior stood beside me as the best man, and Celia stood beside Monroe as the maid of honor.
After hours of dancing, eating cake, laughing, and drinking champagne, we finally tell the last of our guests goodbye. Monroe slides her slender hands in mine and pulls me up the stairs to our bedroom.
“I want you to do it.” She doesn't have to explain to me what my doll wants. Her eagerness is music to my ear.How did I get so fucking lucky?“Please, I want to do it today,” she pleads, and I almost come in my slacks.
“All right.” I nod and retrieve the syringe from my dresser. I turn around and find Monroe standing at the end of the bed, slipping out of her white dress. She lets it fall off her shoulders, and it lands in a puddle around her feet.
“You look like a fucking goddess, and I’m about to worship you like one too.” I close the distance between us and take the cap off the shot. Monroe tilts her head, and I pierce her skin with the thin needle to inject her with the paralytic.
As soon as the drug is flowing through her veins, I drop the empty syringe to the floor. She sways on her feet, and I wrap my arms around her body to lower her gently to the bed. While I let the medicine take full effect, I strip out of my own clothes.
My cock juts out like an iron rod, ready to fuck my beautiful wife senseless. Monroe’s watchful eyes follow my movement as I walk around the bed and pull her body across the mattress until her head hangs off the side.
“Did you know you can take my cock much deeper when you are like this? With your throat relaxed, I can shove my cock all the way in there without much resistance.”
I stand at the edge of the bed and cradle her head in my hand, tilting it a little to the side. I position her perfectly. Her lips are parted, but I have to use my fingers to open her mouth wide. I push the tip of my cock into her hot mouth, wanting to go slow. But once the underside of my dick runs over her wet tongue, all resolve is gone.
“Fuck,” I roar, forcing my cock into her mouth and all the way down her throat. I fuck her face relentlessly, thrusting deep into her throat, hard and fast. Only giving her small breaks to breathe.
I look at her beautiful face, making sure she doesn't turn blue while tears run down her cheek and saliva dribbles out of her mouth. I want to come down her throat so badly, but I know how good her cunt will feel with the vibrating buttplug I got.
Forcing myself to stop, I pull out of her mouth and take a small break. “Fuck, doll. You feel so good. You have no idea how perfect you are. I’m going to make you come so hard, you won’t be able to walk for days.”
After I catch my breath, I lift Monroe off the mattress and position her so her feet are on the floor. Making sure she is comfortable and can breathe, I move her head to the side and spread her arms out.
“I got you a surprise, a new toy we are both going to enjoy very much,” I tell her as I get the box from the closet. I unwrap it quickly, eager to get this inside her. Grabbing a bottle of lube from the nightstand, I pour a generous amount over the plug and between her ass cheeks.
“I’m going to put this plug up your ass. You’re going to take it like a good girl. I know you will.”
Slowly, and gently I work the tip of the plug into her ass. The tight ring of muscle doesn't give me much resistance, thanks to the paralytic. Still, I work it in carefully, making sure I don’t hurt her. The thick part of the plug finally slips in with ease. When it’s fully seated inside her, I press the button at the end, and the vibration starts.
It feels strong on my fingers, so I can only imagine what it feels like to her or what it’s going to feel like on my cock. I will know that soon enough.
Lifting one of Monroe’s legs, I place it on the bed, spreading her wide open to give me better access. Then I’m inside her. I push the entire length of my cock inside her waiting cunt.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groan. Her pussy is so damn tight, the buttplug not only narrowing her channel but also making it vibrate. Fuck me. I’m not going to last long.
“This cunt is going to be the death of me.” I pound into her like a wild animal, taken by primal need. Sweat runs down my body while I fuck her without restraint, thrusting into her over and over again until my balls tighten and I feel the tingle at the base of my spine.
I know this orgasm is going to wreck me before it even hits me. My whole body goes stiff as I empty myself deep inside her heat. My release seems to go on forever, ropes and ropes of cum fill her up until I’m completely drained. Drained of cum and energy, I collapse on top of her small body, trying my best to get my erratic breathing under control.
My limbs feel boneless, but I manage to shift my weight off her and lie down on the bed. I use the last of my strength to pull her up the mattress and into my arms. I’m so spent, I almost forget to take the buttplug out of her ass.
Reaching around, I gently pull it out of her backside and set it on the nightstand. “I fucking love you,” I murmur into her hair, knowing she would say it back if she could.
I don’t know why or how—all I know is that she does, and that makes me the luckiest hitman in the world.
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