Such A Good Guy

Epilogue

Luke (18 months later)

I didn’t like to miss bedtime with Lizzy and Collins, and it pissed me off that Ignatius had required killing that evening.

I hadn’t intended on killing him, but unfortunately, he was foolish enough to refuse to respond to my wife’s carefully-ordered invoice, and that kind of disrespect for her accounting skills isn’t something I fucking forgive.

I take off my shoes when I get inside, because I’m not a goddamn monster, and first check on my twins, sleeping one in each toddler bed, Lizzy blonde and blue-eyed, Collins dark and hazel-eyed.

Impregnating Luna while she slept was truly the smartest thing I ever did and I’m ready to do it again.

I’d love if she was awake too, but she’s the mom of two rambunctious toddlers, and she needs her sleep.

My skin starts buzzing as it always does when I enter our bedroom.

Luna is asleep in a matching pajama set and I look at her in lustful appreciation.

God, I’ll never get tired of her.

I yank my shirt and jeans off, checking to make sure my necklace is still on my bedside table. My wife thinks I should try to leave home without it sometimes, and I’m slowly able to do that, knowing I always have Luna to come home to.

She’s sleeping on her side, a pillow between her arms, and I slowly draw her shorts and panties down her thighs, stroking her legs gently to encourage her to open so I can pry the pillow away.

Luna mumbles something in her sleep, and I think I hear my name,

Luke

It inflames me as it always does, and I take out my cock and put it right at the cleft of Luna’s sex, dragging my precum down her pussy lips, then splitting them open as I watch her cunt part to accommodate my size.

Fuck, I love taking her this way. I raise her leg, watching the gorgeous sight of her sleeping pussy sucking in my cock, taking me inch by wet inch. She makes a cute little noise and I swirl around her clit, gathering her slick wetness on my fingers, and press them gently in Luna’s mouth.

“Taste what drives me mad, wife.”

Then I put one wet hand on her belly, wanting to feel my cock going inside her, knowing I’m going to fill her up and get her pregnant again. God, I can’t wait for her belly to get bigger again, her tits swell with that delicious milk.

I delve past her pussy lips to circle her clit, watching as her tits shake with each thrust inside her sleeping body.

She convulses around my cock and I grunt with pleasure as I empty my heavy balls deep inside her.

Then I see one elegant hand come up, her rings sparkling as they catch the moonlight, and my wife’s eyes flutter open.

“Luke?” she says sleepily.

“I’m here, angel,” I say, my cock still inside her, already hard again. “Let’s get you pregnant.”

And I begin to thrust again into my wife’s wet pussy, the knives in my brain silent as the white-heat of my obsession with her screams through my body and drowns everything else out.