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She laughs before pressing her lips against mine then whispers, “Yes to everything. I love you so much.”
She kisses me again, and I grin against her lips before shoving my tongue inside her mouth, tangling with hers as I gently lift her with my arm around her, then pull her back down on my cock, her walls squeezing my already hard cock. She moans while I live out my fantasy of making love to my girl wearing my property patch on my bike.
I’ll forever be grateful that she gave me another chance. The ups and the downs were all worth it to have this girl be mine.
Epilogue
Fury – One Year Later
I smile gently as I watch Sky read to Tate before bed, my heart full.
Tate is five and has started Kindergarten and thriving already with the help of her mama and her family behind her. The club is getting bigger by the day. Kids are popping out left, right, and center. The next generation is being born, and Skylar, well not only is her businesses thriving but she is fucking glowing.
Things haven’t been easy. There have been ups and downs this past year, but we’ve been getting through them together, just like we did with Mama Lopez when she was stabbed.
She’s still attending therapy with Brick, sticking to her and Sky’s agreement and opening up every day, giving Brick some hard truths that most days he struggles to cope with. His guiltis eating him alive, but Skylar shockingly has been a big help to him.
They’ve gotten close, and she even calls him dad, something everyone was thrilled about, and she’s gotten close with Blade as well.
They’re becoming the family she always wanted, and Mama Lopez is slowly working on forgiving her husband, now showing him affection openly while allowing the club to make things right with her and forgiving her son.
She’s got a heart of gold, something deep down I knew she had, and has passed her forgiving trait down onto Sky, much to Brick and Blade’s happiness.
It’s taken time, but I think they’ll all get there, especially before Mama Lopez and Brick's next grandchild arrives.
My eyes slide to Skylar’s large bump that Tate’s hand is resting on, and I soften.
Four months after we got married here on club property, where there was a little drama with Viper and Lake and their revelations, Skylar found out her birth control had failed.
She’s eight months pregnant with our boy, and his big sister is excited for his arrival.
Fuck, so far, between the officer brothers, there’s already eight kids between us and poor Blade, has four of them. Luna just giving birth to another set of twins, all under the age of one, a blessing that never should have been able to happen.
“I love you, Mama,” Tate whispers, gaining my attention.
I watch as her eyes close, and I smile as Skylar melts and replies, “I love you too…” Before gently pulling from underneath our daughter and I rush forward and grab her arm to help her up, making her grin at me.
“Thanks,” she whispers, and I gently kiss the tip of her nose before leaning around her and kissing Tate’s head. Shemurmurs, “Night, Daddy,” and I whisper back, “Night, sugar plum,” before covering her up.
We ended up having her see a specialist for a few weeks after her trauma. Every time a brother she didn’t know personally walked near her wearing a cut, she’d freak and scream the club down. With Mama’s and Lake’s help, we found someone that could help kids, like a psychologist of sorts, and since then she hasn’t had many problems.
She does still sometimes have nightmares, scared Lacey is coming to get her, and we always reassure her that she’s safe, but otherwise, my baby girl is thriving.
“Come on, precious,” I whisper as I wrap my arm around Sky’s waist and guide her out of the pink room that is decorated fit for a princess, gently shutting the door and guiding her down the hallway to our bedroom.
I want her, but then again, that is nothing new, and by the sly smile she gives me, she knows what I’m after as she turns, so she’s standing before me and grips my shirt.
“You want me?” she asks with a husk, lust shining back at me in her dark blue eyes.
I mutter, “Fucking always,” before slamming my lips against hers, guiding her back until we reach our bed. It’s only when the back of her knees hit the frame that I break the kiss and spin her around, making her gasp before I gently bend her over our gray sheets so her ass is in the air, her forearms leaning on the mattress so her stomach is hanging midair.
Slowly, I kneel, my fingers going to the shirt she’s wearing, and I lift it before cupping her bump, gently rubbing it. Then slowly, I hook her panties and slide them down her legs, her pretty pink, wet pussy coming into view, and my mouth waters.
We can’t do missionary at the moment, her bump is too big, and going on top for her is getting tiring, so doggy it is…
Needing a taste, I lean forward and attach my lips around Sky’s clit, and she jolts with a gasp as I suck hard and groan at her taste.
Fuck me, she tastes delicious.
