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“I am too,” I grunt. My cock explodes, pulsing inside her hole. My cum sprays out of me with such force that it’s almost painful. I collapse on top of her. She cries out and wraps her arms around my neck, holding on for dear life as we both climax. It’s the best orgasm of my life. No question.

I feel my load leaking out of her as I bury my cock so my balls are pressing against her ass. My teeth wrap around her neck and I bite down gently, possessed by my feral side. It’s even better than I imagined. I can’t stop running my hand through her hair as we come down together. I leave my cock inside her as it throbs, slick with our cum. I did it. I saved her. I made her mine.

“I—I can’t even,” she says after a minute. I grin and gently run my tongue across her lower lip. She’s sweating slightly. So am I. Our bodies are warm. Her heart pulses through her chest against mine.

“I have to tell you something,” I whisper.

“What is it?” she asks.

I lift my head so I can look at her. Her eyes are gorgeous, but I see so much more in them now. Now I see a future.

“I’m never going to let you go,” I tell her. Claire’s face lights up and she traces my jawline with a finger.

“Good.”

Epilogue

Claire

Two Years later…

“I can’t believe how domesticated you’ve made me. I mean – this is ridiculous.”

I look up to see Violet bouncing Chris in her arms while she boils water for tea on the stove. Yup, Christian and I have a baby and we named him Chris. No, we’re not trying to follow the Kardashian trend of having a family where everyone’s names start with the same letter.

“Hey, I didn’t do anything,” I smirk as I get Chris’ meal ready. He’s having little tiny whole-grain pancakes with chopped up banana and of course some milk. Violet, who has the day off from school today, has come over to help me while Christian’s at the shop.

Yup, Violet quit Ta-Tas and stopped stripping and basically everything else that had to do with getting money out of men. She saved up, took out a small loan, and is going to school for her nursing degree. Despite her choice of professions, Violet is actually really smart and was a big nerd in high school. I have no doubt that she’ll do well.

She told me after what almost happened to me with the Red Lions, and after she saw how happy I was after getting together with Christian, that she started seeing life differently and wanted to make some changes. I encouraged her of course. Our friendship has really grown in the last two years, and we spend a lot more time together. Chris absolutely loves her too.

Christian’s crazy move ended with the Red Lions being complete

ly dismantled. Almost every one of them ended up going to jail. The clubhouse was seized and torn down and over fifteen women were freed and taken to rehabilitation centers to help them get clean.

And as for Christian and me? Well, it’s almost too much to believe.

Originally, Christian wanted to get rid of his father’s old house. He told me about the day he went there to burn it down but ended up running into his mother and having a change of heart. Instead of destroying the house, Christian decided to restore it. He worked on it for three months before we moved in and has been steadily working on it ever since.

He said he wanted to take a place that was filled with bad memories and wash them away with new ones – better ones that we’d make as a family. To my surprise, he also asked Dana to live with us.

At first I wasn’t so sure. I mean – he seemed so angry with her, and the things he told me about growing up were so horrible that I wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to forgive her. But then I got to know her. I started to understand how a woman could get stuck in a situation like that, and I felt bad for her. She helped us transform the house, and she and I have been growing closer every day.

Christian opened a shop that does custom bike restorations. It was a skill I didn’t even know he had. It took a few months for the business to get off the ground – hard months for us where we were pinching every penny and I was working at the Bird’s Nest as many hours as I could, but once he got a few customers and word spread about his good work, things picked up quickly. Now we have people coming from all over New England (and farther away) to have their bikes restored by my amazing husband.

Everything about my life is amazing, and as I look around the renovated living room and into the kitchen where my best friend is standing with my beautiful son, I ask myself how I ever got so lucky. I’m shaken out of my thoughts as the kettle starts to boil.

“Ready to eat, bun-bun?” I ask Chris, who nods eagerly.

“Yes, yes!” he replies in a happy whisper.

“Oh, this big boy has an appetite!” Violet smiles as she brings him over to me, swinging his little legs before setting him in his chair. I still can’t believe how fast he’s growing. His little curls on the back of his head make me all warm and fuzzy inside, and every time he learns a new word I want to jump for joy.

He’s just digging into his banana when the front door opens and my husband walks in. He looks like he’s had a long day at the shop, but as usual, he’s all smiles when he sees me and his son.

“Hey, you,” I say with a flirtatious wink. Nothing gets me going more than seeing him all dirty from a hard day’s work. “Violet, can you watch Chris for…say, ten minutes?”

Violet glances at Christian, then at me, then laughs and rolls her eyes.

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