Page 38 of Fury (The Dark Angel’s MC #3)
Epilogue
Fury – One Year Later
I smile gently as I watch Sky read to Tate before bed, my heart full.
Tate is five and has started Kindergarten and thriving already with the help of her mama and her family behind her.
The club is getting bigger by the day. Kids are popping out left, right, and center.
The next generation is being born, and Skylar, well not only is her businesses thriving but she is fucking glowing.
Things haven’t been easy. There have been ups and downs this past year, but we’ve been getting through them together, just like we did with Mama Lopez when she was stabbed.
She’s still attending therapy with Brick, sticking to her and Sky’s agreement and opening up every day, giving Brick some hard truths that most days he struggles to cope with. His guilt is eating him alive, but Skylar shockingly has been a big help to him.
They’ve gotten close, and she even calls him dad, something everyone was thrilled about, and she’s gotten close with Blade as well.
They’re becoming the family she always wanted, and Mama Lopez is slowly working on forgiving her husband, now showing him affection openly while allowing the club to make things right with her and forgiving her son.
She’s got a heart of gold, something deep down I knew she had, and has passed her forgiving trait down onto Sky, much to Brick and Blade’s happiness.
It’s taken time, but I think they’ll all get there, especially before Mama Lopez and Brick's next grandchild arrives.
My eyes slide to Skylar’s large bump that Tate’s hand is resting on, and I soften.
Four months after we got married here on club property, where there was a little drama with Viper and Lake and their revelations, Skylar found out her birth control had failed.
She’s eight months pregnant with our boy, and his big sister is excited for his arrival.
Fuck, so far, between the officer brothers, there’s already eight kids between us and poor Blade, has four of them. Luna just giving birth to another set of twins, all under the age of one, a blessing that never should have been able to happen.
“I love you, Mama,” Tate whispers, gaining my attention.
I watch as her eyes close, and I smile as Skylar melts and replies, “I love you too…” Before gently pulling from underneath our daughter and I rush forward and grab her arm to help her up, making her grin at me.
“Thanks,” she whispers, and I gently kiss the tip of her nose before leaning around her and kissing Tate’s head. She murmurs, “Night, Daddy,” and I whisper back, “Night, sugar plum,” before covering her up.
We ended up having her see a specialist for a few weeks after her trauma.
Every time a brother she didn’t know personally walked near her wearing a cut, she’d freak and scream the club down.
With Mama’s and Lake’s help, we found someone that could help kids, like a psychologist of sorts, and since then she hasn’t had many problems.
She does still sometimes have nightmares, scared Lacey is coming to get her, and we always reassure her that she’s safe, but otherwise, my baby girl is thriving.
“Come on, precious,” I whisper as I wrap my arm around Sky’s waist and guide her out of the pink room that is decorated fit for a princess, gently shutting the door and guiding her down the hallway to our bedroom.
I want her, but then again, that is nothing new, and by the sly smile she gives me, she knows what I’m after as she turns, so she’s standing before me and grips my shirt.
“You want me?” she asks with a husk, lust shining back at me in her dark blue eyes.
I mutter, “Fucking always,” before slamming my lips against hers, guiding her back until we reach our bed.
It’s only when the back of her knees hit the frame that I break the kiss and spin her around, making her gasp before I gently bend her over our gray sheets so her ass is in the air, her forearms leaning on the mattress so her stomach is hanging midair.
Slowly, I kneel, my fingers going to the shirt she’s wearing, and I lift it before cupping her bump, gently rubbing it. Then slowly, I hook her panties and slide them down her legs, her pretty pink, wet pussy coming into view, and my mouth waters.
We can’t do missionary at the moment, her bump is too big, and going on top for her is getting tiring, so doggy it is…
Needing a taste, I lean forward and attach my lips around Sky’s clit, and she jolts with a gasp as I suck hard and groan at her taste.
Fuck me, she tastes delicious.
Moaning, I grip her hips and cover her whole pussy with my mouth, drinking in her juices, her need for me, and she tries to move her hips, to ride my face, only making me hungrier, and suddenly I’m glad I’m only in shorts.
Sucking one last time, my dick wanting his tight heat, I stand and remove my shorts before lining myself at her entrance. I slam forward while keeping hold of her hips, entering my home, and I moan, “Fuck yes, precious, you’re tight,” and she gasps, “Nyx!” as she fists the sheets.
I breathe heavily and hold tight for a moment before moving my hips back, only leaving the tip in before thrusting forward hard and fast and I set a rhythm, my balls already wanting to release after licking her juicy pussy.
Her walls flutter around me, and I know she needs more so I slightly bend over her.
I keep thrusting my hips hard and fast as my fingers find her enlarged clit.
I strum it in time with my thrusts, making her moan loudly, and as soon as her walls squeeze me, pulsing in time with her orgasm, she screams. I let loose, unable to keep it in and come inside her, my seed painting her walls nicely.
I groan, continuing to thrust my hips and strum her clit until her walls stop reacting before I slowly stand up a little, sweat dripping down my forehead as I look down and pull out of her now red raw pussy, my cum and hers covering my cock.
My cock twitches as I look at our releases covering her cunt.
Fuck me, that is a sight.
Bending, I slowly lick her pussy, licking up our releases to clean her a little bit while moaning, making her push her ass into my face.
Her taste makes me want to feast all night, but I hold back and stand up before I fall to the bed sideways, breathing heavily, and I pull her down with me. She lands on her side slowly before her head goes to my chest and she gasps, “You’re always going to keep me pregnant aren’t you?”
I laugh and admit, “Not always. After you give birth to at least five kids, we’ll then adopt at least three, filling this house with laughter and love.”
“Nyx,” she giggles, thinking I’m joking, and she leans up, pressing her lips against mine. I shove my tongue into her mouth, ensuring she can taste us, and my cock hardens again as she pushes me onto my back and climbs on top of me while moaning, clearly liking the taste of us together as well.
Gripping my cock in the process, her touch making it twitch, she places me at her entrance before she takes me whole, and I moan, gripping her hips and guiding her up and down to take away most of the work from her. She leans up and removes my shirt, her heavy tits popping free.
Fuck yes, that is hot!
I lean up, playing with her nipples as her walls tighten around me, and her orgasm hits her quick. She throws her head back as her walls strangle my cock, and I fucking love how much her body responds to me.
Cum spreads between us, and her orgasm sets off my own.
I come deep inside her, moaning, “Fuck, Skylar!” throwing my head back with pleasure before suddenly my cock goes cold as she climbs off me and I sit up about to complain but instead end up groaning as she takes my semi-hard cock into her mouth sucking it clean.
Fuck, I’m one lucky son of a gun.
Breathing heavily, I pull her up after she’s licked the tip and slam my lips against hers as I maneuver her onto her back. I bend slightly over her so I don’t squish her bump, and I push my tongue into her mouth, tasting myself on her.
I’ll never let this woman go, fucking never, and over the years, I do exactly as I promised and fill this house with love and laughter and all the kids that we could fit in these walls. I’ll never look back and regret a moment because we got to where we were meant to be in the end.
Happily in love…forever.