Page 105 of Curses and Cures

EPILOGUE

Cyn

Three months later.

“What?” I ask softly, looking up from the delicate butterflies Beast’s skilled hands inked into my skin to Arden who’s standing in the doorway of the kitchen, leaning against the frame.

“You look deep in thought, what is it?” Arden asks me, his gaze flicking from my face to my brand new notebook sitting open on the kitchen table. It’s already a quarter filled with new recipes, alongside drawings of the plants I’ve used, and a diary recording our love story since we got married three months ago.

“Just happy, that’s all,” I reply as the summer sun pours through the window behind me, warming the bare skin of my shoulders. It’s probably the hottest day I’ve experienced here on the island and I love how vibrant and alive it makes me feel.

He nods, leaning against the door frame, watching me closely. “I could make you happier,” he says, pushing off the door and striding towards me.

“I doubt that,” I reply, twisting on the stool, turning to face him.

He grins, drawing his thumb across my bottom lip as he looks down at me. He’s caught the sun working outdoors, and the slight tan of his skin suits him.

“She of little faith,” he says, sliding his thumb between my lips when I smile up at him. “How about I remind you of a little bet we made not so long ago, hmm?”

“Hmmm,” I reply, suctioning his thumb into my mouth, swirling it around the tip. His pupils widen, lust billowing in his eyes as I taste his skin.

He groans softly as I stand, pressing my body against his, already feeling warmth pooling between my legs, my braless breasts rubbing against his firm chest, nothing but thin cotton of my sundress and his t-shirt separating us. Withdrawing his thumb, he gently pulls at my lower lip, capturing it with his mouth, before kissing me.

I wrap one arm around his neck, my hand slipping down to the growing bulge between us. My fingers trail lightly up and down his length as I pull back, looking into his eyes, a playful glint in mine.

“It’s time, Cyn,” he murmurs, licking his lips, his erection growing under my gentle hand.

“Time for what?” I ask him sweetly, knowing full well what he’s getting at. Excitement thrums in my veins, my blood pumping with a restless energy as I wait for him to spell it out to me.

Seconds later he does.

“It's time for you torun.”

My breath catches as he steps aside, his expression changing to an animalistic need that seems so contrary to the happy laughter that bubbles out of my chest as I pick up the long skirt of my dress, and take off.

My first instinct is to hit a left and head outside just like I always used to do at Silver Oaks when we were kids. I run past Lorcan as he steps out of the office, a screech parting my lips as realisation dawns on his face and he lunges for me.

“You’ve got a one minute head start and then I’m coming for you!” he yells, his hooting laughter following me out.

Shoving open the front door, I step onto the stone pathway and make a split second decision, running towards the outhouse. I pass Carrick who’s digging out a new flower bed, he looks up and I dance on the spot, my cheeks flush, excitement zipping through my body.

He drops the trowel and climbs to his feet reading my expression easily.

"Oh, fuck yes," he exclaims, flicking his gaze over his shoulder as Arden and Lorcan step out of the house.

Another squeal of happiness releases from my lips as I turn on my feet and run. My feet pounding against the grass, the salt-scented breeze rippling over my skin as I head towards the bluff and the remains of an old lookout that sits there.

I can hear them chasing me, their feet pounding the grass, their laughter growing louder as they gain on me. I know it won't be much longer before one of them catches me so I run faster, my lungs burning as adrenaline pumps through my veins.

The bluff looms closer and closer and with each step I take, the anticipation builds. I know when they catch me there will be more than just laughter; there will be lips, hands and bodies tangling together in raw desire. I can almost feel Arden's arm around my waist as he kisses my neck, Lorcan's mouth feasting on my pussy and Carrick's tongue dancing with mine in a passionate kiss.

I skid to a stop just at the top of the bluff, hiding amongst the ruins of the old lookout, shading me from the heat of the summer sun. Knowing there is no place to go, I spin around to face them with a wide grin on my face, breathless but exhilarated by the thrill of being caught. Knowing what comes next makes me quiver with pleasure.

Arden is the first to reach me, pulling me into his arms tightly as he wraps his hand around my waist and slams his mouth against mine in an urgent kiss that leaves us both panting for more. He slowly steps back with a mischievous smirk on his face only to have Lorcan take his place. His lips find mine hungrily and without hesitation, while Carrick steps up behind us both placing hot kisses along my shoulder blade as his body presses against mine. My breath hitches as Lorcan's voice pierces through the lust-filled haze clouding my mind.

"Let's get rid of these clothes," he says urgently, tugging off his shirt and throwing it to the ground, his trainers, shorts and socks quickly following suit. Gripping his erection, he moves into the shade, eyeing me with a heavy dose of desire as he says; "My dick needs the shade of your pussy,wife."

A roar of laughter fills the air as Carrick and Arden follow suit, eagerly undressing themselves before turning their attention towards me. Smiles spread across their faces as they circle around me like hungry lions ready to devour their prey.

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