Page 87 of Fairy Tales are Forever

“Open those pretty thighs for me, nice and wide.I’m ready to breed my beauty.”My cock throbs as my seed fills her, and then her orgasm hits.

“I’m all yours, beast,” she moans.

Before she can come down from the high, I reach in my pocket and pull out the ring I’ve been waiting to give her.I manage to slip it on her finger undetected while she finishes pulsing around my cock.My mouth covers hers, and we kiss like it’s the first time, and I start to make love to her all over again.

One day, I’ll tell her the ring was what her father tried to steal from me.But for now, I’ve got better things to do with my mouth.

Epilogue

ANNABELLE

Ten years later…

“Doesn’t this seem silly?”I ask Ella, and she shakes her head.

“I think it’s magical.”The way she sighs lets me know she’s thinking about her own husband and their wedding day.“Besides, Damien did all of this for you.How could that possibly be silly?”

“True,” I agree and look out the window at the snow coming down.“I guess I never really saw the point of having another wedding since we already had one.”

“What was it he said?That this time you wouldn’t end up in the hospital?”Ella’s laughter makes me smile.

“Something like that.”

Ella and I have been friends for so long now, but there are still a few tiny details that I never shared with her.Like the exact reason I was marrying Damien in the first place.He’s been saying for years that we needed to redo our wedding and make it official.It seemed unnecessary since we’ve literally been legally married for a decade now, and we have five children.How much more married can we be?

I guess I never realized how important it was to him, at least not until last week when I saw our anniversary marked on the calendar.He somehow planned all of this, an entire wedding, without me knowing, and his way of telling me that it was happening was to attach an invitation to the family calendar hanging up in the kitchen.

That day he sent me shopping with Ella and our oldest daughters to get a dress.They made me try on what felt like a hundred dresses before they brought a special garment bag from the back.Turns out, Damien planned that little detail too, and of course it was my favorite dress of all the ones I tried on.He was being sneaky and letting me decide for myself when all along, he knew my heart's desire.

The pink champagne dress was adorned with lace roses over every inch.The delicate material hugged my curves, with long sleeves and a sweetheart neckline.My daughter said I looked like a princess mermaid, and I decided that’s exactly what I wanted.

Now that I’m standing here with the dress on and my hair and makeup done, I’m feeling nervous.Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen Damien yet or maybe because I’m thinking about the last time I walked down the aisle to him.

“Your flowers are over by the door,” Ella says as she grabs her small clutch.“I’ll see you down front.”She air kisses my cheek so she doesn’t smudge my makeup before taking one last look at me.“You’re breathtaking.”

When I give her my thanks for all her help today, she leaves the room, and suddenly I’m alone.Damien said the kids were part of the ceremony, so they’ll be at the front with him waiting on me to walk down.

Maybe that’s another reason I’m nervous.Our lives are more perfect and beautiful than I could have ever envisioned, but of course it’s because Damien said it would be so.And it was.True to his word, he’s given me everything my heart desires and then some.Every now and then, I wonder if it’stooperfect, and part of me fears the other shoe will drop.I suppose if I really think about it, that’s already happened.

Even though I agreed to marry Damien to keep my father out of jail, it didn’t save him for long.Soon enough, another debt collector came around, and by then there was nothing I could, or would, do.I knew at some point he had to reap what he’d sown, and that came in the form of prison.He’s been locked up for almost ten years now, and my heart breaks that things had to go that way.But like Damien reminds me, my father made his choices, and I made mine.

It’s sad he can’t be here today but his decisions have kept us from having a relationship and him having one with my children.Even in jail, he’s managed to commit more crimes, so who knows if he’ll ever get out.

The best thing my father ever did for me was give me to Damien.My husband has spent years undoing the damage my father did to my heart, and he’s also made sure that I never forget how special and important I am to him.

Today is a chance to celebrate our love and have the ceremony I dreamed of as a little girl.I didn’t know this was something I needed, but my husband did.He’s always seen straight to my heart even when I couldn’t.

Is Damien Shadow still a surly asshole?Absolutely.But it’s never directed at me or our children.Some might say he’s softened over the years, but I like to think that he’s got more reasons to smile than he did before.Those that think he’s losing his edge might do well to remember that the beast still lives just below the surface.

There’s a soft knock on the door, and it’s the wedding planner letting me know it’s time.

Grabbing my flowers and following her directions, I go to the French doors that lead to the rose garden.It’s been snowing all day but they’ve placed heaters and canopies around the area to keep it warm and dry.

Damien has made extra sure there’s no chance of ice this time around!

When the music begins to play, the doors in front of me open, and I step outside.Our closest friends and family are here with us today, but I don’t spare any of them a look.My eyes go to our children first: three boys beside Damien and our two daughters on my side.They all look so beautiful I start to tear up, but then I remember not to ruin my makeup and take a deep breath.

They’re all smiles as I begin to walk forward, and then my eyes meet Damien’s.Suddenly I’m transported back ten years to the first time I was walking toward him in this very spot.In a way, so much has changed, but in more ways, it’s still the same.The same butterflies in my stomach, the same nervous energy in my feet, and the same inexplicable pull that lets me know this man is my forever.

Before I can reach him, he walks toward me, and it’s like he can’t stand the distance.When I’m in his arms, every muscle in my body relaxes, and I look up at him and smile.

“Finally,” he says and wraps me close before his lips connect with mine.

This should have been our first wedding kiss, but then maybe our lives wouldn’t be the way they are now.Every moment has led me to this one, and I wouldn’t change a thing.Not even losing my memories and finding my forever along the way.

THE END!

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