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Maisie goes still for a moment, but then her soft hand strokes through my hair, tender and slow.
“Yes Tyler,” she says. “And we will work it out. I know we will. For the sake of our children, we’ll make things happen. You and me, plus the two babies, we’re a family now.”
I rest my forehead against that big belly again, silently thanking my lucky stars. Because it almost didn’t happen. All this almost slipped through my fingers.
Because I’ve made mistakes. There are some big ones out there that are my fault alone, and Maisie didn’t deserve it. The beautiful brunette didn’t deserve the lies, and the truth of the matter is that there’s no excuse. I’m a grown man and I don’t need to hide behind “but this” and “but that.” I take full responsibility for my actions.
But what’s done is done, and I can only use the future to atone. Because I want to make it up to her. Every word that I’ve spoken is true, and Maisie is my one and only now. Fuck my brothers. Fuck their dreams of taking over the world, of driving small farmers out of business. That’s not the way to a happy life, and they’ll never succeed, in business or elsewhere.
Because I’ve learned my lesson. After the narrowest of escapes, I made it out alive. Sure, we began under a shadow of misconceptions. My sweet female thought I was an injured ranch hand, alone and dying in her barn. Little did she know that I’m a member of the family next door, rich as fuck and ruthless as shit.
But I won’t do it anymore. I won’t be that cunning, lying manipulator. I won’t let the darkness and sin overtake me, I won’t let my brothers sow evil into the world. It’s gotta end, somewhere, somehow, and I’m ready to say that the buck stops here, right now.
So taking a deep breath, I kiss Maisie’s belly reverently again, big hands skimming over her roundness before dipping down and sliding through those nether lips, swollen and puffy as always. Shit, she’s wet, even juicier than I remember, and immediately my dick jerks, spurting a bit.
Plus, it seems that the little girl wants it too.
“Oh!” my wife cries, tilting her perfect profile back, eyes already falling shut. “Oh god, Tyler!”
And I grunt, pleased. All’s right with the world, or at least all will be. My name is on her lips, her name is on mine, and we’ll forge a path together. Because sure we’ve messed up, we’ve fucked up in this crazy cowboy game. But there are no games anymore. This is real life … and a real love for the ages.
EPILOGUE
Maisie
One year later …
“Oh God,” I moan as Tyler pushes further into me.
“Maisie, baby” he groans while rocking his hips forward.
But then the white handheld monitor beeps, and I look over to the nightstand to see Harlow struggling to stand in her crib. Even worse, her brother Mason is waking up too, beginning to mewl and cry, waving his fists frantically in the air.
Moving quickly, I pull back, letting his giant cock slip out, glistening and hard under the light.
“Aw fuck,” Tyler moans, his face a mask of agony and ecstasy. “Fuck fuck fuck! Damn those kids!”
I frown at him, hurriedly tying a silk robe around my waist.
“Don’t say that,” I scold. “If it weren’t for the twins, we might not even be together now. It was Harlow and Mason who made me come back, who forced me to find you again. You know that.”
And grunting, Tyler fists that massive cock, eyes fixed on the dark shadow between my giant tits.
“You’re right,” he growls, still hard as fuck. “We’ve got Thing One and Thing Two to thank, otherwise you might still be in Colorado, and I’d be here, wasting away. So go,” he rasps. “Go see what those babies want before I stuff this back in your sweet cunt.”
And I shoot a loving smile at him then.
“Will do, lover boy,” is my sweet purr. “Will do, don’t you worry.”
Turning, I sashay down the hall, adding a sassy flip to my hips. Because our life has changed dramatically. Before, I was the lonely cowgirl, a teenager trying to run a homestead on my own. I milked the cows, I tended the vegetable garden, I did everything, working my fingers to the bone.
But now it’s all different. The Double H is thriving under the trained eye of my husband. Tyler knows exactly how to get this place to hum, and the crop’s never been so bountiful, our harvest double what it was last year.
And even more, all of it’s mine. Tyler told his brothers that we’ll never sell. We’ll never merge the Double H into his family empire, so for now, we’re an island paradise among the large industrial enterprise surrounding us on all sides.
