Page 29 of Tenacious

We are on our babymoon. I’m due in a few months. This is the last trip the doctor will allow us to take. Orion is back in Seattle staying with his Uncle Remi while we are here. I wanted this baby to be born here on the island just like Orion, but Thor wanted me near a bigger hospital because of his concerns after the attack. He’s overly protective now. I have guards, and he even merged his offices into my building. We still run two separate companies but no longer compete. Our marriage and relationship are too important, our businesses aren’t.

The best part is that Thor moved us to a house on the outskirts of Seattle. It’s a brick and log monstrosity that has gates to get into the property and alarms that go off when doors open and close. He won’t give up protecting me.

Thor stomps into our bedroom and carefully places me on the bed. He then grabs the front of my dress and pulls, ripping it from my body. I’m so turned on, I don’t get mad at him for destroying the dress.

He takes my nipple into his mouth deep, and I squirm below him as he sucks it. He’s gotten me off just by sucking on my breasts, but I don’t want that right now.

“Please,” I beg as I try to find relief from the need.

“You’ll get my cock when I’m ready to give it to you, beautiful,” he says as he licks and kisses down my body.

I open my legs for him. He kneels at the side of the bed and opens me up as he blows on my engorged clit. I want him so bad. When he leans forward, I expect him to suck my clit. Instead, he sinks his tongue in deep, and I tilt my hips, wanting him on my clit. His tongue continues to move in and out of me. I pinch my nipples, trying to give myself the orgasm my body is demanding. He pulls back and flips me over.

“Up on your knees, wife.” His voice is so gruff, it almost sends me over.

I obey him and crawl up the bed, getting on my knees. He places a pillow under my chest so I won’t fall to my belly if my body should fall.

He rubs his cock through my folds before he slowly slides into me. I’m completely lost to the feelings. The burn as he stretches me, and the orgasm hanging off to the edges all ramp up as he pulls out and slams back in. I scream as I’m taken over. He continues to pump in and out, taking me higher and keeping my orgasm going. I’m shaking my head, my knees going weak, my arms failing me, and I’m lying on my chest. His grip on my hips tightens, and he plunges in deeper and deeper before he comes deep inside me. I orgasm again, and before I know it, my lids are fluttering closed and he’s cleaning me up. He curls around me when he’s done so I can nap.

I love my life now. I know if I hadn’t been so tenacious and kept pushing as hard as I had, I wouldn’t be here today. If Yvonne hadn’t saved me, Thor and I wouldn’t have been here. I wouldn’t be wearing his ring, carrying his name and his second son.

Epilogue Two

Thor

15 Years Later

The heavy metal sound of the locks engaging has my body tightening up. I don’t want to be here. I should have denied her this, but I couldn’t. I still needed to know. Briar said she didn’t care, but I needed it for my closure.

My life has been perfect. My twenty-year-old son is playing for my university on their hockey team. I have another son who doesn’t play sports but can hack into a computer system better than my wife or I could. Then there is my little princess. She’s got me wrapped around her little finger, just like her mother. All she has to do is look at me and smile, and I hand over my wallet.

“Thornton.” Her voice is weak, and I look over to the bed where Shelagh is lying.

She’s in the infirmary of the prison, dying from cancer that has riddled her body, according to the doctors.

“What did you want, Shelagh?” I grind my teeth as I stand next to her bed. She holds out a hand, and I shake my head. I won’t let her touch me.

“Please come closer,” she begs, and I step just out of her reach. “I’m sorry.” She sighs. “Can you forgive me?”

“No. I can never forgive you for keeping me away from my son and trying to kill him. From you aiding in the attack on my wife that almost killed her and my other son.”

“Louise was my niece. I raised her, would give her anything she wanted. She was like my child.” She pauses for a moment and takes in a rattled breath. “She told me you said you loved her and just couldn’t get rid of Briar.”

I know it’s a lie, but there is no one alive to contradict it. Louise died in that copy room from the mortal wound to her neck.

“Don’t you think I’ve suffered enough? I should be allowed to die in my own bed. I didn’t get to your son. I wasn’t going to kill him. Not really,” she says.

Another lie. She had a gun on her and a letter in her pocket saying she did it because of me. She knows I know all this. It was evidence against her in the trial.

I shake my head. This was a mistake.

“My only child is dead. You have three of them. Let me go.”

I can’t hold in the bitter laugh. She’s kept tabs on my life. “No. Die here, just like you should. You tried to kill my family. I have no sympathy for you.” I turn and move toward the exit.

“Wait. Don’t you want to know why?” She tries to stop me, but as soon as I nod at the guard, he’s opening the door. “You’ll never have a happily ever after. I’ll make sure that your family all die in revenge for killing mine.”

I turn so fast and rush back to the bed. Leaning over the side of it, I grab her by the throat and squeeze. I see the pleasure in her eyes. This is what she wanted. I let go and smile.

“I hope you die in pain. My family is safe and always will be. Go to hell.” I turn and walk out, not caring anymore about closure.

As soon as I have my cell phone back in my hands and I’ve gotten back to the limo, I dial my head of security.

“Are they safe?” He’s used to me calling and checking in whenever I’m out of sight of them.

“Always, sir.” He hangs up, and I head to my family. Without them I wouldn’t be the man I’ve become.

I don’t work as hard. I love harder. And I protect them. I’m tenacious in my efforts to make sure that every day my wife knows how beautiful and loved she is.

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