Carrino takes my hand and begins to shake it, but he tightens it, and demands, "Now, let the young man go."
Tightening my hand on his, I reply, "I thought you said that he wasn't yours."
"Kieran, he doesn't deserve to die because of the musings of an old man. You can see that he's young."
"Fine. But if I see him again, unless I request him, he's dead."
"Got it. I’ll make sure he understands what he needs to do," he replies, and we release our hands.
No more words are said between us for now. Henry and I leave, heading back to the car.
When we climb back into the car, I turn toward Henry. "Are you sure you want to marry her?"
"Yes," he replies instantly.
"Alright, let's go plan a wedding."
Henry looks over at me with a wicked smile. "Don't worry, I've got a plan."
Epilogue
Mia
Looking down at my hand, I can't help but smile at the beautiful ring that Kieran gave me. I know he forced the ring on my hand, but now I can't imagine ever taking it off.
Warm hands wrap around me making my smile bigger as he whispers, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah. I just packed the last of my stuff," I tell him.
"Did you pack that bathing suit?" he mutters against my skin as he kisses down my neck leaving goosebumps in his wake.
I turn in his arms, wrapping my own around his neck, pressing my lips against his before muttering, "You know I did." My hands go to his chest, and I try to push off, but his arms tighten evenmore.
"Husband—" I begin but he hums against my lips.
"I love it when you call me husband," he says before lifting me up, his hands going under my ass.
"Kieran, we need to go soon," I plead as he places me down on the bed, kissing down my body.
"The only place I need to go is right down here," he whispers against my skin, pushing up the sweater dress to my waist.
"Mmm..." I hum as his fingers wrap around the waistband of my panties, tugging them and ripping them off me.
I love when he does that, it makes me feel like a goddess.
Kieran flattens his tongue against my slit, throwing me into a state of ecstasy, one that quickly becomes so overwhelming my legs try to close on their own. But he doesn't let me, instead, his hands lift my ass up, bringing my pussy closer to his face.
My legs wrap around his neck as he mumbles, "I love the taste of your cunt."
After what feels like hours of him licking every part of me, he scrapes his teeth against my clit, sending me to oblivion. My legs tighten and I scream out, "Fuck."
Kieran lets go of my ass, and I plop down on the bed. He looks up at me smiling with my cum glistening on his face. I can't help but return his smile.
"What about you?" I ask.
"You can make that up to me later," he tells me with a wink as he stands up straightening his shirt.
"Oh, do you have a plan?" I ask him as I slide off the bed.
