His Hostage: Extended Epilogue

I
nuzzle
my head into Vince’s broad chest and inhale his fresh scent. The corner of my lips kick up into a wide smile; he’s wearing the cologne I got him as a gift for our wedding. I wrap my arms tighter around him and sway with the music. We took dance lessons for our wedding, but the first dance is long over and I just want to relax in his arms and enjoy the moment.

It’s late and the kids are gone. Becca looked beautiful as always in her pale pink chiffon bridesmaids dress, but seeing little Chloe in her arms, lit up her face and made her that much more beautiful. I can’t wait to be holding my own little one. I can’t wait to feel that happiness.

Jax and Ethan are practically attached to Dom’s hip copying everything he does, so watching her snuggle with her little mini me made me happy. Linda snatched her up a few minutes ago to take the kids to bed. I’m surprised Becca let her, but judging by Dom’s roaming hands maybe I shouldn’t be so surprised they wanted a little alone time.

Dom’s hands travel lower and a bright blush travels up my cheeks while I look away.

“What are you thinking about sweetheart?” Vince’s deep voice makes me pull back slightly to look into his dark eyes. I don’t have to guess hard to know what he’s thinking about.

“Just about the baby,” I answer and kiss the little dip in his throat.

He smiles down at me, “you’re an awful liar Elle. You’re thinking something naughty.” His voice is teasing.

That blush returns with a vengeance and I can’t help the grin on my face. I whisper into his chest, looking up at him through my lashes, “Dom is being a little handsy.” Just as I say the words I hear a smack and we both look over to see Becca biting her lip and pointing a finger at Dom. Her face is bright red but she settles back into his arms as he chuckles at her admonishment. They’re so freaking cute; they were made for each other.

“You look jealous. You want me to feel you up too?” He leans in closer to whisper in my ear, “I was trying to be a good boy. But for you I’ll be as bad as you want.” His head dips down and he kisses the crook of my neck. A small satisfied sigh leaves my lips followed by a gasp as he nips my ear lobe. I open my eyes to see his sexy smirk.

“I just hope we always have this. Even after the baby.” I can’t help but to think it will fade. I hope it doesn’t. I don’t know what I’d do without him.

His smile widens, “Sweetheart, you’ll never be rid of me. You’re mine forever.” My heart swells in my chest.

“You’re mine too.” I get on my tip toes to give him a quick kiss on the lips. He’s all mine. An asymmetric grin forms on his face as he looks down at his left hand.

He twists the platinum wedding ring on his ring finger with his thumb. “Claimed and shackled baby.”

Vince gets down right in the middle of the song,
I Can’t Help Falling in Love with You
, in the middle of the dance floor and kisses my small baby bump through the lace wedding gown. My fingers spear through his hair and shyly smile down at him. He’s so happy to be a father. He looks up at me, with both hands on my belly, “I wouldn’t have it any other way sweetheart.”

I don’t know if it’s the hormones or if I’ve really never been this happy in my entire life, but I feel so full of love that tears leak from my eyes. I brush them away and as I do, I register the clinking of glasses and look around to see everyone’s eyes on us, tapping their silverware against champagne glasses.

Vince stands up and kisses me, earning us a round of cheers and cat calls. I break the kiss and smile. I can feel his smile against my lips too.

“I love you sweetheart.” He says.

“I love you too Vince.”

S
he has no clue
. My sweetheart is going to freak when she finds out. I walk back to the walk-in closet where she’s shoving more shoes into the suitcase and just watch her.

She’s so damn beautiful. Pregnancy looks good on Elle, my wife. Like she’s meant to be carrying my child. I can’t wait to find out if the little one kicking in her belly is a boy or a girl. And that’s happening tonight. She doesn’t know it though. She had the ultrasound technician write the gender on one of the pictures and put it in an envelope. Ma was more than happy to take over for the gender reveal. I don’t fucking understand waiting. And I don’t like it either.

I’ve been dying to find out, but Elle’s forcing me to wait. She said we’ll find out at the baby shower. She has no clue it’s tonight. I wasn’t waiting till after the honeymoon. It’s been a full week since the doctor wrote on that little slip of paper and tucked it away. I’m not waiting any longer. I need to know right now if I’m having a boy or a girl.

The thought of having a girl terrifies me. Dom was freaked the fuck out over having a girl, but Chloe has him wrapped around her little pinky ever since she was born. I guess that would happen with me too, but I want a boy. I want a son. And I have a feeling Elle is carrying him right now. Ma said we’ll find out when we go, so I can’t fucking wait to get her out of here.

“Sweetheart,” I make my voice a little sad to really play it up. “I’m sorry babe, but the flight’s cancelled.” Her wide blue eyes look back at me as her head pops up. The suitcase she couldn’t close unzips the little bit she was able to manage and her mouth drops open just slightly, the look of disappointment evident on her face.

“Why?” She asks looking all sorts of sad. I feel a bit like an asshole for making her upset, but she knows we’ll be going regardless; I wouldn’t let her miss out on a honeymoon. Her spoiled ass is getting a baby moon too.

“Weather’s shit in the Riviera right now baby.” Her shoulders slouch and she looks down at the suit case.

“Damn. How long do we have to wait?” She rises slowly with her lips pursed.

“Just till the morning; I rescheduled it.” No I didn’t. It’s always been tomorrow morning, but she doesn’t have a clue. She never asks for anything, just lets me handle all the details. I like it that way and so does she. Tomorrow morning, we take off for El Dorado Royale. She’s gonna love it.

Her small arms wrap around my waist and she pulls me closer to her. I fucking love how forward she is now. And how damn horny pregnancy makes her. I almost can’t keep up.

“Does that mean we get to stay in bed all night?” She bites her bottom lip and looks up at me through her thick lashes. She knows exactly what she’s doing. I don’t know when my shy little sweetheart turned into this sex-fiend minx, but I fucking love it. Unfortunately, though we can’t stay in bed all night. At least not yet. I’m supposed to take her to dinner for this surprise baby shower. We should really be leaving right about now.

“I thought I could take you to dinner to make up for our trip being delayed.” She pouts all lady like and then moans softly as she rocks her hip into my growing erection. She’s gotten bad at being told no. And fuck me, but I keep giving in. My dick jumps in my pants as she whispers, “please.” God damn, I want her so fucking bad.

“You can make it up to me in bed.” Her voice is even and her words are spoken with confidence, but that blush rises into her cheeks as she rocks slightly in front of me, waiting for my approval. Fuck.

We’re gonna be late. My sweetheart wants me and I’m sure as shit not going to deny her.

“Bed. Then dinner. Then bed again.” I pull her by her wrist over to the bed and smile when I hear her snicker behind me.

I stop in front of the bed and unbutton my pants as fast as I can. Elle climbs up on her knees and pulls her lace panties down her thighs, lifts her dress up over her hips and lowers her shoulders to the bed. Doggy is her new favorite position. She doesn’t do any work. Just holds on for the ride and screams her pleasure into the sheets. I fucking love it.

Her ass is sitting pretty right in front of me as I climb up and get behind her. My cock is begging for her pussy. I only wish she were naked, I wanna play with her nipples so bad. She’s so damn sensitive now. I can get her off just pinching her nipples.

I reach around and pull a strap down off her shoulder. I slide my fingers into her bra and bend the cup so her breast pops up and pushes forward. I take her hardened pink nipple between my finger and thumb and pull down slightly. Her back arches and she moans into the pillow. Her hot pussy presses against my dick and teases me. I do it again, loving how responsive she is. I have to be gentle, now that she’s so tender, but watching her body bow and her eyes close in ecstasy from my touch is fucking beautiful. Those soft moans of pleasure are music to my ears.

I do the same to her other breast, letting my dick nestle into her heat. I can already feel her arousal all over my dick. With my left hand I pluck her nipple and with my right I start strumming her swollen clit.

“Ah!” She moans into the air as she rocks herself onto my fingers and up and down my dick. I love it. I love how she takes her pleasure from me. I’d give it to her freely, but this is even better.

I finally stop fucking around and I line my dick up, running the head of my cock through her lips and then push in slowly. I groan as I move deeper inside her welcoming heat. Fuck, she feels so good. I don’t stop until I’m buried to the hilt. Her face is one of complete bliss, her eyes half lidded and her mouth parted. I pull out slowly, almost all the way out and then push back in. Deep, but slow.

It’s torturous, but I wanna tease her some more. I do it again and again until she’s whimpering into the sheets, begging for me to fuck her. But I’m not going to give it to her. I want her to take it exactly how I give it to her. I keep up the slow pace and grip her hips firmly to keep her in place as she tries to rock back and make the pace faster.

“Please. I want you.” Her breathy voice pleads with me. I can feel her body trembling with need, but she’s going to have to wait for it.

“Uh uh, sweetheart. You get what I give you.” A cold sweat breaks out along my skin as I push back in slowly and pinch down on her clit. She gasps and moans into the pillow. Her fingers grab onto the sheets as I push in as deep as I can. It’s not enough though. My baby needs speed to get her over the edge. This is just going to heighten that limit for her. Making it more intense.

“Please,” she begs me again. Her mouth stays open and her eyes close as I thrust in a little faster.

“Not yet.” I breathe deep and lean down to kiss over her back, her shoulder, that tender spot on her neck. Her body shudders and she pushes back against me. Wanting more.

“You won’t hurt me.” She says. I grin behind her. I know it won’t hurt her. She begs me for more every time. She wants it harder every time. I know she can take me. And she will. When I’m ready.

“Not yet sweetheart,” I repeat and go back to massaging her clit with the rough pad of my thumb. She gasps and claws at the sheets. I know she’s close. I know I could easily take her over. I could pound into her tight pussy right now and get us both off. Instead I lean forward, keeping my slow and steady pace and squeeze her breast in my hand. My right hand moves to her hip as she tries to thrash under me, keeping her in place. My left pinches her nipple. Her head turns around to face me and her lips part to beg me, but I interrupt her and push my lips against hers. I kiss her with all the passion I have. I nip her bottom lip and kiss her again. I want this moment forever. Where she mine. All she wants is me. And all I want is her.

I close my eyes, loving everything, the feel of her body, the soft moans, the taste of her sweet lips, and then I let her have what she wants. I pull almost all the way out. My dick protests, she protests with a soft whimper. I grip her hips with both hands and I watch as she fists the sheets. She knows what’s coming. I slam into her tight pussy and groan as she screams, “fuck!” into the air. I pound into her with an unrelenting pace. My hips thrust, hitting her ass so hard it jiggles. She screams out but still tries to push back. She fucking loves this. It may feel like too much, but she always wants more.

“Take it sweetheart.” I don’t stop my pace as I lean forward. “You fucking wanted it.” I growl into her ear. “Now you have to take it.” Her pussy clamps down hard on my dick as she goes off. She spasms around my length as I continue to fuck her without any mercy through her orgasm, drawing it out. I fucking love the sound of her moans and the wet slapping sounds of me pounding into her.

My balls draw up and my spine tingles and I push all the way in making her entire body tremble. I groan her name into the air and keep fucking her with short, shallow strokes until my release leaves me sated. I brace my hands on the bed and lean down to kiss the small of her back. The only sounds are our heavy breathing.

“I love you, Vince.” She barely speaks the words. I rub gentle circles into her back and kiss her shoulder. Then her cheek.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” I love her so fucking much.