Untamable Resolve: The Witheridge Witches

Epilogue

TW: Sex

Five Years Later:

The morning sun was shining through the blinds of our windows as I moaned and writhed on my husband's face. The noises coming from his mouth were ungodly hot as he sucked and nipped at my clit. I could die happy in this position, and so could he. Just like this. This is how we spent almost every morning for the past four years. I pulled at his brown curls as the pressure inside of me built and built. He grabbed my hips and dug his fingers into my sides, pulling me back and forth on his face licking stroke after stroke.

I climbed off of him and got under the covers reaching for him and stroked his cock as I attacked his mouth with mine. I could taste my cum mingling on our tongues, as he groaned when I took my other hand cupping his balls. I stroked again, and again just the way I knew he liked. He whimpered in pleasure which caused an even more feral side of me to come out. I smirked.

"Please. I need you." he begged. His beautiful brown eyes were filled with lust and love.

I got on top of him and slid him inside of me. I gasped like I did every time he breached that part of me. I slid down him slowly, I was dripping, my nerve endings lighting up with every inch. I wouldn't last long, and I didn't. I hung my head back as I came a minute later. It was overwhelming on top as he hit my G-spot with each thrust. I needed him on top. I got off of him and laid on my back. He instinctively got on top of me, and teased my clit with the head of his cock, dragging more pleasure out of me before he entered me again as gently. Everything blurred as he worshiped my body, and then he came too pulsing inside of me. He pulled out, and turned to his side, holding me close to him.

"I love you." I whispered as I nestled my head into his neck.

"I love you, too." he whispered back as he kissed my temple.

I closed my eyes, basking in the moment as he ran his fingers up and down my back caressing me. Our alarm went off a few minutes later, bringing us back to reality. We had things to do. He kissed me before heading to the bathroom to shower. I sighed to myself as I eyed his sculpted body, walking away from me. I cleaned myself up a bit, changed into a my favorite fluffy cream robe, and went to Maggie's room across the hall from ours. She was still asleep witht the vertraut sleeping at her feet. We had named it Sam. I leaned down to her twin bed, and put a hand over hers gently starting to wake her up.

"Good morning sweetheart. "

She stretched her short, stubby arms over her head, smacking her lips together before burying her head into her pillow. I smiled as I went to her window and opened the curtains letting the sunshine in to her bright blue room, her favorite color.

"Non, pas encore Tante Jo." the little girl protested sleepily.

"Oui, mon amour." I answered as I selected her clothes for the day. It would be a beautiful spring morning. I could feel it. It was my day to watch her. Twice a week, Daniel spent the day teaching at a local university, and the other three I went to classes to finish my degree while he watched her.

I changed Maggie into her day clothes as she fought me on it, and carried her downstairs where Daniel was making breakfast. He handed me a warm cup of coffee as I handed her Maggie so I could go back upstairs and change. I made quick work of showering and changing into a light blue dress, and brushing my hair. I put on light makeup and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked the same I did five years ago, but healthier. A glow radiated from my skin, and a gleam to my eyes. But if you looked closer there was no hiding the sadness that lingered in them. I still dawned the scar on my neck and arm. With a snap of my fingers they were gone hidden under a blurring spell I used regularly.