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She dragged me in for a hard kiss. I lowered her to the bed on the cut as she let go with a loud cry. Cream flowed over me and I couldn’t last another second. I pushed balls-deep and showered her pussy with my milk.
EPILOGUE ONE
JANUARI
“How many times are we going to do this, Drake?”
I laughed softly as the big biker came at me, his heavy cock thick with need. For me. By the time he reached the bed, I was lying back and my thighs spread wide open for him.
“You have every intention of putting a baby in me, don’t you?” I didn’t make that a question because the evidence of his intentions were written all over his handsome face.
He'd been fucking me nonstop for a week. I was sore in all the right places. But my favorite moment had been sinking to my knees and sucking his thick length. I’d loved feeling the president of the Venom crew succumb to my mouth. Swear to God, his legs had actually trembled once.
But he hadn’t let me finish him off. No, his seed was for my pussy—he’d made that clear. I loved feeling it run out of me but I knew it wasn’t going to take long to give him that baby he wanted.
He palmed my heavy breasts and pinched the nipples as he placed the head of his shaft at my entrance. The thick head of his cock spread me wide, and he slowly sank in so hard his balls bounced off my ass.
A spear of need hit me, and I fully gave myself to my man. The biker who had made my life so complete. I’d never leave him.
“We’re going to do this so many times that we lose count, baby.” He plunged into me soaking the bed beneath us with my juices.
“I’ve already lost count.”
“Then I’ve done my job.”
I wrapped my arms around his broad back and kissed him until I was breathless. “You’re my world, Drake.”
“And you’re mine, baby.” He kissed me again and then took me down into a world of bliss that was so much different from my past life. Drake might have saved me from the streets, but I saved him from himself, from growing too hard, cold, heartless.
We saved each other and on New Year’s Eve no less.
Now I can only hope the fears that kept him up at night—the feds, the Wraiths more than anything, won’t tear us apart.
EPILOGUE TWO
DRAKE, ONE YEAR LATER
Igrabbed my cut off the back of the chair and swung it over my shoulders, heading for the stairs. The last twelve months have been one helluva ride. One I can hardly believe I got to experience. Januari, my sweet Januari has barely left my side in all that time. She’d learned the ropes of all our dealings, met many of the hard men we dealt with and held her own the entire way.
We both sat on the same line about drugs and it was great to have someone at my back willing to fight the devil to clean the streets of that shit.
An angel with a spine of steel. I liked the sound of that.
“Have you seen Januari?” I grabbed a club candy by the shoulder and stopped her as she walked through the back kitchen door. When I woke up this morning, Januari wasn’t beside me as usual. Her raven hair wasn’t covering my chest. And it chilled me to the core. I was probably being paranoid as she called me from time to time, but when all that greeted me was an empty room after months of her affection, I couldn’t help it.
“She said she’s waiting for someone in the backyard. It’s cold as fuck out there, but she insisted.”
I make my way to the backyard only to find my angel in the snow, her round belly stretching the stitches on a large puffy white coat.
“Angel, what are you doing?”
Blue eyes flash to me and a sweet smile spread across my baby’s lips.
“Making snow angels, of course. Come here.”
Januari grabbed my hand and pulled me into the fresh snow that fell last night. “Make one with me.”
“I would rather make one on top of yours.” I pull her out of the snow and settle her over the top of me. “There, that is better.”
