Moon of Misfortunes

Epilogue*

The sound of the harsh wind slapping against the sides of our cabin stirs me awake. I peel my eyes open, straining to listen for any other noise before sighing. It feels like I've gotten too much sleep, an unusual and suspicious amount. I look around for Rubio, only to find his side of the bed empty. I stand up, stretching a little, my muscles stiff from inactivity.

My eyes dart to our window, taking in the moonlit scene outside. The snow glows under the moonlight, the blizzard continuing to whip around with relentless force. I sigh, knowing we're snowed in for the foreseeable future.

Softly, I walk down the hallway to the nursery. My hand gently pushes the door open, careful to keep it from making a sound. Inside, Rubio is sitting in the rocking chair, shirtless, cradling our infant daughter in his arms. His eyes meet mine as I lean against the door frame, a warm smile spreading across my face.

He rises slowly, his large hands cupping her tiny neck and head with tender care. She stirs slightly as he places her back into the crib, swaddling her quickly and efficiently. We walk out of the room together, softly shutting the door behind us.

"You didn't have to wake up," I whisper, a slight scolding tone in my voice. He chuckles, the sound low and comforting.

"You're insane if you think you're taking care of her entirely by yourself. I won't let you. You need to recover," he retorts, his voice firm yet gentle.

"It's been three months. I'm recovered. You're just stubborn," I huff, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You need to rest," he says, his eyes filled with concern. I roll my eyes but can't help the small smile that tugs at my lips. 

"You're too good to me, you know that?"

He grins, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and pulling me close. "I love you. And I love her. Taking care of both of you is what I want to do."  

I sit down lazily on the bed, my eyes following Rubio as he moves around the room. A grin spreads across my face, and I hold out my hands for him, an unspoken invitation. He quickly takes them, approaching me with a smile that mirrors my own.

As he stands between my knees, I pull him closer, feeling the warmth of his body radiate through his clothes. I look up at him, our eyes locking in a shared moment of tenderness. He cranes down to meet my gaze, his eyes soft and full of love. Leaning in, he presses his lips to mine, a gentle kiss that sends a shiver down my spine.

His hands cup my head, his fingers tangling in my hair with a tender yet possessive grip. The kiss deepens, our breaths mingling as we lose ourselves in each other. I slide my hands up his arms, feeling the strength and warmth beneath my fingertips. Every touch, every caress, speaks volumes of the love and desire we share.

Breaking the kiss, Rubio rests his forehead against mine, his breath hot against my lips. 

"I love you," he whispers, his voice rough with emotion.

"I love you too," I reply, my voice equally soft. 

My hands trail down to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my palms. He starts to pull away, but I curl my legs around his to stop him. He looks down at me, his eyes turning to coal in mere seconds. I teasingly drag my hands from his chest down to his waistband of his black sweats. His cock strains against the fabric, desperate to be freed. 

"Adaline," he warns, his voice low and deep. 

I ignore him as I palm him through the fabric before sneaking my hand into his pants. I tug his cock out of his pants, allowing it to stand inches from my face. Slowly, I pump it a few times, causing the straps of my nightgown to slip down my shoulders. I smirk at him as I scoop my hand into my nightgown, messaging my own tits before freeing them to him. He groans as he watches me, but he refuses to move. A few beads of pre-cum leak out of him.

"We can't," his voice strains. "You're still recovering. Maybe we should- fuck." 

I drag my tongue across the underside of his cock, making my way to the tip. I suck it lightly. His hands find my hair, gripping onto it. I pull away, his cock falling out of my mouth. 

"I agree," I smirk. "We should fuck. I've been missing it." 

"But the doctor said we need to wait," he rushes out. 

He draws in a shaky breath, his self restraint seeming to be handing on by a thread. I tilt my head to the side, almost daring him. 

"Really? Because yesterday she fully cleared me. And I want nothing more than for my mate to fuck me senseless," I say, pumping him a few times. 

He stared at me in disbelief, causing me to sigh. I dramatically fall back into the bed, raising my knees up until they bend. His eyes dart down. He registers that I'm completely bare under my nightgown. I grin as I trace my hand down to my bare pussy, slightly spreading my folds apart to tease him. My fingers are instantly coated as I lazily rub my clit in front of him. 

"Of course, I can just fuck myself if you don't want to fuck me. It's fine," I taunt. Rubio's eyes snap back up to mine, narrowing slightly at the challenge. 

"She fully cleared you. Like fully," he emphasized. I roll my eyes. 

"Yes, now are you going to fu-" 

He grabs my ankles, yanking my ass to the edge of the bed. Instantly, his slams his thick cock into me full hilt. My hand slaps over my mouth to keep the loud moan from escaping. He rolls his hips into me, causing my eyes to roll back. 

"Goddess, I've been waiting to do that for fucking months," he growls out, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you even know how badly I wanted you? You just kept getting sexier." 

I moan in response, tightening around him desperately. 

"Seeing you with my mark, carrying my pup. Fuck, it drove me crazy. Not to mention, after you had her. You're body is incredible," he grits out, palming my hips as he drills into me. 

"And don't think I didn't notice you teasing me. Flashing your ass and tits all the time, even though you knew I couldn't fuck you because of the bedrest order," he picks up the pace, his balls slapping against my ass. 

My hand frantically finds and rubs my clit manically. I can feel my orgasm build the more he talks. 

"My favorite was when you would fuck yourself in the shower thinking I was asleep. I would just beat off in the other room listening to you moan," he rushed out. "It was so fucking hot." 

"I knew you were awake," I admit. 

He grunts hard at this as I grin at the memory of me moaning his name on purpose. I rub my clit faster, causing an orgasm to pulse through me. He instantly stills as he cums in me, his cock seated as deep as it can go. He pants for a few seconds before pulling out fully. 

I grin as I feel his cum escape me a few seconds later, running down my ass and onto the bed. He groans as he watches, running his hands through his curls roughly. He pulls away to go to the bathroom. He remerges with a washcloth. He gently cleans me up as I watch him smile. He chuckles once he's done. 

"Are you okay? Do you feel alright," he rushes out. I roll my eyes at his worry. 

"I'm good. More than good, actually," I smile at him. "You didn't hurt me, if that's what you're asking." 

"Good. I was worried." He offers a goofy smile. I laugh at him heartily. 

"I think we can go again before she wakes up," I whisper causing him to grin. He growls. 

"I think you are probably right," he says, crawling over me to kiss me deeply. 

His fist sinking into the mattress around my head. I blush as a thought rips into my mind. I break our kiss for a second, my eyes searching his to gauge a reaction. 

"I want to have another baby," I rush out as I start to ramble. "I know it's soon but I really want another one. Seeing you with her - how great of a dad you are - makes me want a big family with you. We don't have to start right now if you don't want to-"

Rubio's smirk grows as I ramble. He dips down and kissing me softly to cut me off. I response, my hands gripping at the skin of his back. He pulls away for a second. 

"I would love to start right now," he rolls his hips into me. "Besides, making the baby is the best part."