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EPILOGUE: TANNER

TWO YEARS LATER

“Oh, fuck, baby, just like that. Feels so good.”

Mahk grinned as he hovered over me, his dick doing wicked things to me as he fucked the daylights out of me. I preferred to top, and most of the time, I still was, but every once in a while, I enjoyed being dicked down by my sexy, sexy mate.

“I am close,” he growled. So was I. Mahk’s hands were almost as magical as his dick, and they were doing things to me as he jerked me off at the same time as fucking me.

“Do we have time for you to knot me?” I already knew the answer, but I was hoping that maybe I was wrong.

Mahk frowned. “Not if we want to be there on time.” He had picked up the intricacies of sarcasm over the last two years.

I pouted for a second, but then Mahk pegged my prostate again and I forgot what I was pouting about.

“Come on my face.”

Mahk’s eyes darkened, almost blue instead of the normal purple. He didn’t say anything, pulling out. Thankfully, my mate knew me well enough to know I hated being empty immediately after his thick orc dick had been filling me, and two fingers entered me before I could complain. He knelt up as much as he could in this position—my hand quickly replaced his on my dick—and he started to pump his.

I succumbed to my own orgasm when the first salty drop landed on my lips. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, desperate to get as much of Mahk’s cum as I could. Some landed on my chin and even my nose, and I licked them clean.

Then Mahk’s mouth was on mine, our bodies pressed together. I knew we had to get up. I needed to take an extremely quick shower and we had to leave, but I took a moment to hold my mate and be grateful for every moment that had led to this.

But eventually, our post-sex haze had to end. We did need to get going. There was no fucking way I would be late to my little brother’s first game in the MLB.

Mahk and I quickly got out of bed and hustled to clean up. Usually, it was dangerous for us to shower together, but today we were lasered-focused, and in less than ten minutes, we were out and dressed, both wearing Colorado Lightning jerseys with Jake’s name and number on the back.

After many, many fights and emotional talks, Jake had finally agreed to go away for college. I thought Mahk being there had helped. Not only had he immediately stepped up to help with the kids and Mom, but his never-ending supply of money had changed things tremendously. It turned out that he had a contact who had originally been from his world and now lived here. He would buy the gold Mahk would provide and melt it down for watches, jewelry and other items. And since Mahk was pretty much royalty back home, he had a fucking lot of money.

Once Jake had been convinced that Mahk and I were the real deal and I wouldn’t be left alone, he’d accepted a scholarship to a university in Miami. He hadn’t even finished his freshman year before he’d been recruited to the MLB. He had ended up finishing that year, and then had done one on their minor league team due to a shoulder injury that had needed some extra recovery time. But now, here he was. The breakout rookie on the Colorado Lightning.

By some miracle, his first game happened to be in D.C., so I didn’t even need to find a way to fly the entire family out anywhere. When we made our way downstairs, Mom was already there and sitting in her wheelchair, drowning in a Lightning hoodie. She was still frail but had been doing much better. Money really did talk, and we’d been able to get her much better care since Mahk had joined the family. She would never fully recover, but she was able to have some semblance of a life now.

She smiled brightly. “Are you boys ready? The girls are already sending pictures.”

My sisters had gone early with Jake’s girlfriend, Tessa, and his best friend, Nicky. The stadium had some fun kid activities they hadn’t wanted to miss. I had a class this morning I couldn’t blow off, since it had been presentation day. We’d gotten out early, right after our presentation, which was why Mahk and I had had time for a quickie, but the girls hadn’t wanted to risk missing it.

I returned Mom’s smile and kissed her cheek. “Yup, we’re ready. Do you have your mask? Your scarf and hat?”

Mom rolled her eyes but patted the bag she had on her lap. “Yes, dear, I have everything. Though, it’s hardly hat and scarf weather.”

I fixed her with a look. She was doing better, but she was still immunocompromised. Even with the box we’d managed to get with the help of one of the more senior teammates whose wife was also immunocompromised, I didn’t want her to take any chances. It was only April. It still got chilly sometimes.

Mahk hummed, moving us along. “Come on, Momma, let’s leave the worrywart to fret while we get you in the van.”

I elbowed Mahk in the arm, but he only laughed and went to wheel Mom out of the house. He and my mom had bonded over the last two years, and it was beautiful to see. He’d confessed to me that she reminded him of his mother, whom he had lost years ago, and I was glad he got some comfort from their interactions.

While Mahk took Mom out, I did one final check around the house, mainly out of habit. We’d moved into a much bigger home just outside of Destiny a year and a half ago. The girls had had to change schools, but they hadn’t minded much because we all had so much more space. Mom had her own suite on the first floor, and the whole thing was handicapped accessible. We’d even gotten one of the stair lift things so she could get up if she wanted to, though she rarely did. The house was a fucking blessing, along with everything else. I’d also quit the store and was now going to college for athletic training and was the assistant coach of the local high school football team. It might not have been my original dream, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Mahk and Mom were already settled by the time I got to the van. Mahk had his feet on the dash, the embodiment of a passenger princess. While he’d adapted to many things in this world, he still wouldn’t drive. That was okay. He looked hot as hell riding shotgun next to me.

So much had changed in the last two years, I couldn’t totally wrap my head around it. Some things were still the same though. Mahk still acted as the official assassin for Belzod. It wasn’t often, but every once in a while, a messenger would show up at our door, asking for Mahk’s assistance. We would tell the family it was a business trip, which wasn’t a lie technically.

I had even been to his realm a few times. Mahk had come through and they’d been able to find a way for me to still get communication in case of an emergency. I’d gotten to meet both his brothers and catch up with Rainn and Kai. It was amazing getting to learn about Mahk’s home and where he grew up. I hoped that as the girls got older, we’d be able to spend even more time there.

“Ready?” I asked them, meeting Mom’s eyes in the rearview mirror. Her face was so filled with joy as she answered me, it made me giddy. I never thought this day would come. Not only was my brother a fucking professional baseball player, but my mom was well enough that she could go.

Mahk squeezed my knee, seeming to sense all the emotions that were coursing through me. Fuck, even my eyes were starting to get wet. I quickly blinked back the tears and turned on the van. “Then let’s go watch Jake kick ass.”

“Yes!” both Mom and Mahk screamed as I took off. And that was exactly what we did.

The End