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“You’re not going to. You’re going to be great with her.” I move my hands, touching Sage everywhere I can. I touch her in places that I haven’t in a long time. Then I turn her around and force her to lean down, hands on the couch. Then I’m sinking inside her. I grab her hips, and I fuck her. I fuck her to remind her she belongs to me. I fuck her because I need her.
I take her hard and listen as she cries out my name. I don’t think I’ve ever heard my name sound so fucking good as it does coming from her lips. I keep pumping into her until neither of us can take anymore. Sage comes hard, choking my cock as I spill everything inside her. When I finish, I pull out and stand her up straight before pulling her down the hall into our bedroom.
“That was too quick.”
“It was perfect.”
“No. I need more of you, Sage.”
“You have all of me, Ares.”
Epilogue
The months have felt like they’ve dragged on and on. Most nights, I can’t sleep. Insomnia has become my new best friend, but at the same time, I get to do my favorite thing, my favorite pastime. I watch her. I watch my Little Lamb sleep. Like I am now.
Her lips are parted, her hair a mess on the pillow, and she couldn’t look any more perfect than she does right now.
I’ve been doing better, or at least she thinks I have. I do my best to keep the darkest part of me away from her even though she craves it. I know what she wants from me, and I gladly give it to her within reason. Knowing she’s going to wake soon, I stand and walk out of the room and down the hall.
Once I get to the living room, I sit down and look at the little girl in my arms. She’s asleep, just like her mother. In fact, she looks just like her mother. Same blue eyes that could melt any man inside. Same dark hair. She’s the product of my darkness, and that does scare me. I look at her, and I can see the faces of every woman I ever hurt. Every woman I tortured. At times, I feel like shit. If I could hurt someone else’s daughter, then why wouldn’t I hurt my own? But then I realized deep down I would never lay a hand on her. She’s too precious.
The front door opens, and Ranger and Karen walk in. Karen stops and looks at me before looking at the baby and back.
“She looks good in your arms, Ares.”
“This is the first time I’ve held her in a month,” I admit to them. It’s been a month of her being here. A month of her being alive, and I couldn’t bring myself to touch her, hold her. But now? I can’t see myself letting her go.
“Are you serious?” Ranger asks. I nod my head as he comes to sit across from me. “And how does it feel?”
“She’s mine. I won’t let anyone hurt her the way I hurt them,” I tell him.
“You’re going to be a good father, Ares.”
“I’m going to try.”
“Is Sage awake and ready?” Karen asks happily.
“No. She was asleep. This little one kept her up last night,” I tell her, nodding to our daughter, Onyx.
“I’ll get her up,” she says as she walks down the hall toward the room. Today we’re getting married. Today is the day I pledge my life to her and this little girl. Not that I haven’t already done that. It was signed in blood that night in the rain. But this is what she wants and needs, and I’m going to give it to her.
“You ready to be a married man?” Ranger asks. I nod my head.
“This changes nothing for me. It means everything to her,” I remind him.
“You’re putting her first, before yourself. That’s a good thing, Ares. You’ve come a long way in the past few months.”
“I’m doing my best.”
“I know you are, and I’m proud of you,” he says. I turn my head, looking at him as if he’s gone insane.
“What?”
“I’m proud of you. I’m proud of the man you’re becoming and how you’re putting these two girls first. You’re doing great,” he says. I don’t know what to say. No one has ever been proud of me before. No one. Sure, my father would say it, but he didn’t mean it.
“I am too,” I hear Sage. My head whips around in her direction, taking her in. Fuck, she looks like a dark goddess. She stands there in a black dress that hugs every fucking piece of her that I love. I lick my lips as I take her in.
“You, Little Lamb, are going to be in trouble later,” I warn. She smiles, and it’s everything I could have ever wanted. She looks … happy.
