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I step away from Matt and grab the butt of the knife. “Together.”
The three of us hold onto the knife and drive it into Josiah’s heart. He lifts his head and his eyes flutter open for a brief moment before his head drops down toward his bloody chest and he takes his last breath.
“Come on, let’s get cleaned up,” I tell Exleigh and Syvannah. The three of us might have entered that room broken, but together the three of us leave it as new women. Women who will fight for everything we have in our lives. And we will not give up, ever.
Epilogue
Red
It’s been eight weeks since Nadia and Matthew came home. Eight blissful, but tiring weeks. Our little guy eats, sleeps and shits all day, every day. Who knew having a baby as small as he is could create such a stink? He does and I swear every time he has a blowout, my eyes burn.
Nolan, Krimson and their son Sherwood are here almost every day visiting with Nadia and the Little Bastards. I think Sherwood has a slight crush on Nina, but that girl won’t give him the time of day unless she’s kicking his ass in pool. Someday, Nina will meet her match and I’m going to laugh my ass off when Capone goes crazy. Leave it to Nolan-fucking-Ryan to give Capone a heart attack.
Nadia, Exleigh and Syvannah exacted their revenge against Josiah. It was the most erotic sight I’ve seen when my woman took back control over her life. We had Josiah tied up in a room behind the Clubhouse where we’ve taken plenty of traitors to meet their makers. When she entered with me by her side and the Royal Bastard members backing her up, he knew he was fucked. What the three women did to Josiah paled in comparison to what he did to them. These three women are badass when it comes to seeking revenge.
As for Exleigh and Syvannah, they’re slowly starting to trust the members of the club but some days are better than others. When we came home from the hospital, they were the first ones waiting to see the little guy. When they’re around, they don’t let Matthew out of their sight. In a way, he’s helping them heal and showing them the good in the world instead of focusing on the bad.
We broke ground on the land behind the Clubhouse and from the plans drawn up, it’s going to be like our own little community. We’ll have miles of barbed wire fencing surrounding the land and if it’s up to Capone and Torch, there will be an electric fence attached with a high-resolution security system that no one will be able to hack. Capone and Danyella’s house will be built first directly behind the Clubhouse. Then Blayze and Monica’s, then Torch and Daisy’s, Derange and Jezebelle’s and then mine and Nadia’s. Aftermath and Kensi decided to stay in the Clubhouse for now with Bones, Dagger, Trigger, Seth, Tiny, Knight and Playboy. We’re recruiting more prospects but it’s slow going after all the shit we’ve been through. Rose and Torch’s brother Jase decided to move back here and Jase might be prospecting for us. It’s a decision they’ll have to make together.
“He’s down for the night,” Nadia whispers as she crawls her way between my spread legs while I’m lying down on the bed in a pair of boxer briefs. The look of lust and want is radiant in her whiskey-colored eyes that does things to my body. Her blonde hair is knotted on top of her head and wicked things I want to do to her causes my boxers to tent. Fuck, she’s perfect.
“Is that so?” I ask, moving my hands behind my head.
Nadia licks her way up my torso, her chest brushing against mine. She’s wearing a tiny black Royal Bastards tank top with spaghetti straps and matching boy panties that read Property of Red across her ass. She’s lost most of her baby weight but herchest has stayed as big as it was when she was pregnant. Her hips are slightly wider but her slender frame is more toned than before her pregnancy. That’s due to her still dancing but instead of stripping, she is opening a dance studio for females looking to learn a few new moves and girls to gain the confidence in themselves she didn’t have growing up. She’s going to call it Royal Dancers.
Nadia reaches my head and I do everything I can not to toss her over and have my wicked way with her. She drags her nails down my abs, toward the growing tent in my boxer briefs.
“That’s so, Matt. What are we going to do about it?” Nadia’s lips land on mine at the same time her hand grips my shaft. I release a low moan when she pumps her hand to the melody of her tongue. Soon, I’m pulling away from her hand and flipping her over. I slide her panties down and then remove my boxers. I surge inside of her hot core and my eyes cross.
“You’re perfect for me, Pulchra. I love you with everything I am.” I tell her grinding my hips.
“I love you, Matt, with everything I have,” Nadia responds with a whimper. I bring her to the edge of ecstasy and we fall over together, for the rest of our lives.
Together all of our ghosts are laid to rest. My past has stopped haunting me at every turn thanks to the love Nadia has given me. Her insecurities are non-existent and the fire she has lights up my world. I’m no longer jaded and Nadia is no longer afraid. We make the perfect couple and the perfect family.
The Royal Bastards are still dealing with Lattimer and the Russians but right now, we’re all at peace for a little while.