“Oh, Jack, I love you, too.” She throws her arms around my neck, and her lips crash onto mine, and it feels like home.
“And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you make a scene.” Riker’s playful comment snaps me back to reality, and I break the kiss.
“We have to check on Ember and Hollander.”
“No need. Everyone is just fine.” Trace steps in front of me, with Ember tucked close to his side. “We caught those two thugs who tried to attack Ember in Valor Springs. They were snooping around the ball. Hollander has them detained, and we’re just waiting for the police to arrive. But Ember and Elsa’s parents are nowhere to be found.”
“It’s just as well. The authorities will catch them soon enough. I suppose we should all make a statement to the police.” I say, tucking Elsa against my side.
“Actually, we got this,” Trace says, nodding to Riker, then looking back at me. “Why don’t you and Elsa go up to your room and get reacquainted?”
“I couldn’t think of a better plan.” I lift Elsa into my arms and carry her out of the ballroom bridal style, not caring what anyone thinks. She’s mine, and I want the whole world to know.
***
Having Elsa naked in my arms again is more than I ever thought I deserved. “Are you ready for me, Elsa?”
She caresses my cheek with a soft smile, “I’ll always be ready for you.” I push forward, inching my cock into her tight, wet hole. It feels just as good as that first night, if not better. Willing myself to take things slow, I pause to let her get used to me again. “Why are you stopping?”
“I want you to get used to my size again. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ve been waiting for you to be inside of me again for what feels like forever.” She tightens her inner muscles, squeezing my cock so tight I almost see stars. “Don’t make me wait any longer.” She relaxes her muscles, then squeezes again until I have no choice but to fully sink into her body.
“Damn, Elsa. Are you ever going to let me take you slow?”
“Say it again.”
“What? Damn?” I tease, knowing exactly what she wants to hear.
She shakes her head, “Say my name.”
“Elsa. My Elsa”
Epilogue - Jack
Six Years Later
“There are my twoice princesses.” I pick up my five-year-old daughter and swing her in my arms. Tonight’s Valentine’s Day Ball is a family costume ball. Our family is going as the cast of the movie Frozen.
“Dad, I’m not an ice princess—Mom is. I’m her sister, Anna, just like my name.”
“Sorry, Anna.” I kiss the top of her head and set her back on the ground. “I’ll make sure to remember that.”
“Yes, Kristoff, don’t forget who the ice princess is.” Elsa hands me our son, Jack Jr., though tonight he’s dressed as Olaf. “Or I might have to punish you,” she whispers in my ear, kissing my cheek.
“Yuck, can you stop with all that mushy stuff? I don’t want to be late for the ball. Aunt Ember is saving us a table, but I don’t want to fight with my cousins for a good spot.”
“Yes, your highness.” I bow to my daughter, Jack Jr., giggling in my arms, and silently give thanks for finding Elsa and for the family we created together.
Elsa’s parents were sentenced to prison for their role in Ember’s attempted attack, among other offenses. Elsa and Ember took over the family business and made it a million times better than their parents ever could have.
“Dad, I told you, I’m not a princess.” Anna rushes into the other room, where I can only assume she is grabbing the cape that goes along with her outfit.
I place Jack Jr. in his car seat, making sure he is secured correctly, then take Elsa into my arms. “I love you, Elsa.”
“And I love you, Jack.”
“I can still hear you and all that mushy talk,” Anna yells from somewhere in the other room, making us laugh.
“Even though she claims not to be a princess, Anna will find her prince one day, just as I did, and they will live happily ever after, just like us.”
-The End-
