Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 8323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 42(@200wpm)___ 33(@250wpm)___ 28(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 8323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 42(@200wpm)___ 33(@250wpm)___ 28(@300wpm)
“Next week? That’s not much time at all.”
“As far as I’m concerned, we’re together forever. All of that is just a formality.”
“But a necessary one. We’ll handle everything,” Mom says.
I reach for his hand under the table and squeeze.
Nothing has ever felt so right as it does with him.
I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us.
Epilogue
HALCYON
ONE WEEK LATER
Earlier today, Jadis and I got married at the Suffolk County Courthouse to satisfy the requirements set forth by Massachusetts. Now, I stand at the altar I made with my own hands, waiting for her. She is barefoot, wearing flowers in her long hair. Her white dress is long and practically see-through, but she’s radiant—glowing even. Her light is shining tonight. I am also barefoot, wearing black pants and an open white linen shirt. Twenty minutes ago, we tattooed each other with the traditional cauldron, a wand, and an athame—ceremonial knife— over our hearts.
As soon as she reaches me, our hands are fasted together with a rope braided from pieces of her family’s and mine’s handfasting ropes. The High Priestess begins the ceremony, during which we publicly vow the things we already privately promised each other. The ceremony ends when my father hands me my athame. I use it to slice my palm open. I then hand it to Jadis, who does the same. We press our palms together, letting our blood mix.
“Together, forever,” we say in unison.
Our hands are untied, and I bring her to me. I kiss her softly at first, but deepen the kiss until we are both gasping for air. I don’t know how long we kiss like that, but I notice the room has cleared. Our guests have moved into the reception area, closing us in the ceremonial room, alone.
I pull her down on the floor. Lying her out like a sacrifice, pushing her dress up her legs as I do. I push her legs apart and press my face into her pussy, inhaling deeply. Licking, kissing, biting, tasting, taking what’s mine. I wrench open my pants and pull out my cock. She comes on my tongue, whimpering.
The taste of her pussy is still on my tongue as I run my fingers through her folds and find her sweet spot. I push against it until she’s screaming and writhing. My already hard cock is leaking on the floor of the altar, seeking entrance, so I move up to my knees, grip my cock, and slam into her tight cunt. Her back arches, and I run my hands over her perfect tits, palming and squeezing them before pinching her hard nipples.
“Hal, please,” she breathes as I move within her. My pace is punishing and fast as we have a reception to get to.
“So good,” I groan, taking what she freely gives me. Over and over, I slam in and out of her. My knees scrape on the wood floor. Totally worth it. She bucks her hips, chasing her orgasm. Reaching between us, I rub her clit until she comes for me, then I fill her with my seed, giving us both what we need.
“Fuck why is that always so amazing?” she groans rhetorically as I pull out of her. My seed starts to spill out of her, so I shove my fingers into her cunt to keep it where it belongs. She reaches forward and grabs my still hard cock. She jerks me for a minute or two before bending her head and sucking me into her mouth. I’m just about to come, but I want her bred so until that happens all my cum goes in her cunt.
“On my cock now,” I growl, helping climb on top of me. She slides down onto me and I thrust up into her. She squeezes around me and that’s all it takes for me to blow my load.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I groan as I fill her with my seed. She kisses me and giggles.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she says as she stands, righting her dress.
I stand and tuck my cock back into my pants and take her hand.
Together, forever is only the beginning of our spellbound journey.
Epilogue
JADIS
ONE HUNDRED YEARS LATER
The peace our love foretold is going strong. We had five little witches who have families of their own now, but our love will never die. We’ve earned this vacation. In the last hundred years, we’ve stops wars in their tracks and prevented diseases from behind spread. We stopped people from starving and there’s no such thing as a third world country anymore. Lying in the sun in Greece is something that I’ve always wanted to do. He leads me down to a secluded alcove. It’s past midnight and we are the only ones on the beach. He drops a blanket down on the sand. My man came prepared. I drop down on it gracefully. Sitting down next to me, he pulls me into his arms. He kisses my lips, down my jaw, and slowly unties the knot keeping my bathing suit closed. Surprisingly, not a lot has changed in fashion. It falls off and he buries his face in my chest sucking one nipple into his mouth and then the other. He runs his fingers up my legs, untying my bikini bottoms and shoving they away. I so wet and ready for him. He teases my folds. I reach into his trunks and pull his cock out stroking it. Groaning, he removes his fingers from my pussy and pushes me back on the blanket. He spreads my legs wide and kisses my pussy. Then he eats me, until I forget my own name. As much as I love this, I want his cock. I grip his hair and push him away from me.