Page 65 of A Vow Kept


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“I can’t wait until that baby is born, and I can fuck you properly again,” he says, his voice low and gravelly.

“This-this,” I pant, “works pretty good for me.” The heat starts to build, and my clit pulses with tingles. I realize he already knows my body. He knows what I like.

“Oh God, you’re already so fucking wet,” he says under his breath.

I’d tell him it’s the hormones, but I know it’s not. It’s him. Always him.

Before I can mutter two words, he slides his cock into me with one smooth motion. I brace myself on the desk with my arms.

Holy shit.That feels so good. He fills me completely, almost to the point of discomfort. I let out a breath and relax into it, relishing the sensation of him moving against my slick walls. It’s better than I ever imagined.

Just like the time I was with him in the temple, he pulls out and drives back in with a jarring, animalistic thrust. The tip of his cock pushes deep, hitting that magical spot, making my toes curl.

I want him to turn me around. I want to see his face when I come, but it’s already too late. I can’t help myself from climaxing. Bard is just too sexy. Too fucking perfect. I’ve wanted him for too damned long.

His pace grows more hungry, more demanding, but he’s always sure to pull out and slide deep.

He shoves his hand between my legs and presses down on my clit, and I explode. I shut my eyes and stiffen, unable to move as the waves of pleasure hurtle through every muscle in my body. A soft moan escapes my lips, along with his name. I know it’s strange, but I had to say it. I want him to know I’ll never want or fuck or fantasize over anyone but him. “Only you. Forever.”

Bard makes two more hard thrusts and then leans his hips into me, groaning with a deep bearlike tone as he comes deep inside me.

I think I could listen to that every day for the rest of my life. It’s savage and erotic. It’s unapologetically masculine.

After a few moments, my body relaxes, and I hang my head, trying to catch my breath.

I feel Bard press his forehead between my shoulder blades. “Goddamn, Lake, I fucking love you.”

I inhale sharply. Those were the exact words I used when we had sex in the temple. Yes, he was in his brother’s body, but so what?

“I love you, too.”

Bard pulls out and slaps my ass. “Now hurry up. My brothers will be here soon.” I look over my shoulder to find him staring with an appreciative smile I don’t ever want to forget. I feel how much he loves me. And now, nothing’s holding him back.

“God damn, you’re sexy.” He shakes his head. “I think I might even like you more with the big belly.”

I laugh.

“I’ll try to stall them while you get dressed.” He slides up his pants and grabs his shirt, heading for the door. “See you in a minute.”

I pull up my panties and plop down in the desk chair. “God, that was incredible.” I push my damp, sweaty hair off my forehead and stare at the stacks of falling notebooks on the desk.

My heart swells with complete happiness. Bard is my husband. He loves me. We’re having a baby, and my family is still alive. My life couldn’t possibly get any better.

“Wait. Did he say his brothers are coming?”

EPILOGUE

Entry #5,022: Thanksgiving with Wall Men.

Alwar lives just down the road on a massive farm. Gabrio and Tiago spend their time between this world and the other, helping their people and the creatures of Monsterland construct hydroponic farms and prepare for future radiation events. If it happened once, it could happen again.

Turns out, there was never a nuclear bomb. Global warming didn’t get us in the end either. All along, it was a series of solar events. Massive radiation, power grid failures, and the kind of heat very few can survive.

It was the Scholar People who figured it all out after studying my story and then shared the information with Alwar.

But didheever get my stories? Does it even matter?

Because he found another way. He protected his people. He protected mine, too. And he protected me just like he vowed on our wedding day.

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