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She drops her head to the back of the couch to look up into my eyes. “We did it. We came from the darkness and made our own light. Neither of us had any family to speak of, and now look around us.” She sniffles, tears swimming in her metallic eyes. “Last Christmas, I was lying heartbroken in my apartment, with nothing to live for, besides Ivan, of course. But now, now we have everything.”
Graham, Dahlia, Cole, Jade, our kids, Sin, Selene, Stiles, the rest of Graham’s men, and even the damn dog…they’re all here, laughing, bullshitting, loving, and fighting like one big, dysfunctional family.
I bend down to kiss her lips, then kiss my sleeping boy in her arms. I would have never thought I could have this, never thought I’d even want this. But now I’d do anything to protect it. And it’s all because of Quinn. She still thinks I’m her savior, but what she doesn’t know is that she saved me, too.
Finally, we have the house to ourselves. Quinn dozed off with Ivan in the rocking chair while I cleaned up. Silently, I lift Ivan out of her arms and place him into his cot. I watch him as he sleeps for a while, and I still cannot believe that this is my life. This is my boy. And my woman in the other room. It’s surreal.
I walk back out to the living room and lift Quinn into my arms. She rouses before she snuggles into my chest and wraps her arms around my neck. I lay her down against the ivory sheets and peel the leggings from her body. I go for her knickers next, and she lifts her ass to assist me. I kiss my way up her milky thighs, sliding my hands up her sides, dragging her sweater up with them. I love taking her like this. Sleepy and vulnerable and free to do with what I please. At only three months postpartum, she looks amazing. She has one tiny stretchmark next to the scar her father left on her stomach. A reminder of life and death. Our rebirth. I kiss them both and lick my way up between her breasts.
“Mmmm,” Quinn moans.
“Tell me how you want it tonight, baby,” I whisper into her ear. We abstained from the rough stuff when she was pregnant for obvious reasons, but now we like to mix it up. I haven’t lost control again. Sometimes just the weight of my hand around her neck is enough for us. Tonight, though, I just want to feel her.
“Just you,” she whispers back, reaching for my belt. I quickly ditch my pants and shirt and position myself at her entrance. I slide into her warmth while her legs wrap around me, pulling me into her, and her nails claw my back.
I bring her arms up above her head and hold them with one hand. I bring my other hand down to play with her little clit. Her movements grow more frantic, and I know she’s already close.
I sit back and lift her onto my lap, facing me. Jesus, I feel so deep inside her this way. Quinn buries her hands in my hair and rocks her hips.
“That’s it. Ride me, sweetheart,” I growl. I can’t hold it much longer. I slide my hands around to her ass cheeks and move her faster, harder. I can feel her need pooling between us. The sound of it fills the room. So goddamn wet.
Keeping one palm on her ass, I grasp the hair at the nape of her neck with the other. I tug backward so we’re eye to eye.
“Marry me,” I blurt out. I don’t even make a conscious decision to ask. It just comes out.
I feel Quinn tighten around me, and she rocks harder against me as she cries out. Her orgasm milks the cum right out of me, and I bury my head in the crook of her neck.
“Is that a yes?” I ask, breathless.
“That’s a hell yes.” She laughs, her smile bright enough to blind the sun.
I didn’t get down on one knee—hell, I don’t even have a ring. But this right here? This is us. This is all we need. Forever.
The End.
First of all, thank you to our husbands who picked up the slack while we basically just watched a ton of porn. You know, for “research”.
Thank you to Melissa Jones who beta read last minute and always supports us in everything we do. We love you, ya two-balled bitch.
Thank you to Bex! You’re a beta reading, teaser-making, group-running, cheerleading badass! You’re so talented and we are lucky to have you as our friend. We love you.
To Kelly, Carter’s girl, this one is for YOU, boo. Thank you for always encouraging us when we think we suck. We hope you love your man.
Sissy, thank you for hounding us via text/IG/FB to get our shit together and write this damn book, hahaha. Sin is coming! I mean…someday, anyway.
Our IG squad AKA our ride or dies AKA the dirtiest bitches on the planet- THANK YOU. You have no idea how much we appreciate you.
Thank you to our editor Paige, our formatter Stacy, and Ena from Enticing Journey for being so flexible and accommodating with our slacking asses.
Fuck you to BB Easton for not sending us Skin.
Mary Elizbeth, we have so much love for you, it’s not even funny. Thank you for always being there and supporting us from the very beginning. You’re our favorite.
Thank you to K. Webster who makes fabulous covers in five seconds. You’re one of the most genuine (and scary) people we know. Love you!
Shout out to the girls in our Facebook group, Charleigh’s Angels! Thank you for always wanting more. We love you guys!
Finally, thank you to every reader/blogger who took a chance on us, who reviewed, made teasers, shared posts, etc. Your support blows us away. We have lots of NEW characters coming for you guys! Stay tuned.
