Page 57 of Hellhound AU

“Can’t. You’re mine now, forever.”

The words made Milo start thrusting again. I left my tail inside him, so that each time he pulled out of me, he essentially fucked my tail deeper into himself. It didn’t take long before his hips picked up speed, his body pounding into mine. We were bothmoaning and gasping, and Milo gave a long, low groan that signaled he was coming.

I felt him pumping his cum into me, and I had to stop myself from coming at the sensation, barely holding out against my own orgasm. I pulled Milo down onto me, kissing and licking at his lips as I let my legs fall back down onto the bed. I gently eased my tail out of him, and we lay there, panting together for a moment. I caressed his head as he leaned against my shoulder, gently playing with his hair and letting him get his breath back.

After all, we weren’t done yet.

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Author’s Note:

My bf continues to be amazingly inspirational, hence the speed at which this chapter materialized. Also, I’m sad to say, but I think this is the last chapter. Don’t worry—Milo and Rowan will have their epilogue, as well. I’m not sure whose point of view it should be in, though. Hmmm…

MILO

Fuck. This man was going to kill me.

I knew Rowan hadn’t come yet, because he was keeping his word and was gonna fuck me senseless in a moment. But he seemed perfectly content to wait, so I rested against him, his arms wrapped around me. My dick had already softened enough to slip free of him, and my sweet strawberry milkshake had grumbled in disapproval at the sensation.

He shifted me over so we were laying side by side, one arm underneath my head and the other resting on my hip. My hands were splayed across his chest, and I gently licked at a nipple, making him catch his breath.

“Give yourself a minute, my little chaos demon,” Rowan chuckled.

I lifted my head and pouted. “But I want you to come, and I want to get your knot.”

“You will, but if I get inside you now, I’m not going to last more than two seconds. Plus, I want to make you come again,” he admitted.

“Greedy,” I mumbled. “I like it.”

“I’ve never knotted anyone before,” Rowan admitted.

I pulled back, looking into his eyes. “Are you nervous?”

“No, not with you.”

And wasn’t that the best compliment the man could give me. We lay there for a few moments, just letting our hands graze along each other, feeling the skin-to-skin contact. Our legs tangled together so that we were pressing up against one another everywhere.

“You know,” I told him, “I was really sad when Aunt Anabelle and Ethel moved out of this place. I argued with them. I wanted them to stay, and I knew I could take care of them. But they were both selfless, and they insisted that I wasn’t going to be stuck taking care of two old ladies. I would have happily done it, though.”

Rowan squeezed me to him, kissing my head. “I know you would have.”

“It wasn’t too awful, though, because they were just a visit away. I probably spent as much time at the retirement community as I did here at home, but I loved them both so much, and as they made friends, we all grew close. I was devastated when my aunt died—we all were. She pretty much raised me, and she, more than this house, was my home.”

“I know,” Rowan murmured.

I leaned up and looked at him. “But you’re my home, now, boo. And you make this place feel like home again. Will you stay here with me?” I asked.

I stared at him. “You’re crazy if you think you were gonna get rid of me, even for a night.”

He chuckled, flopping back down and curling into me.

“Besides,” I added, “the kids need both parents home to take care of them.”

“Maybe we’ll adopt some more,” I said, and Rowan frowned at me, his eyebrows dipping down. I couldn’t help laughing again. God, I loved this man. I loved how much he made me laugh and the joy he brought me.

We snuggled for a bit longer, but I couldn’t help rubbing my fingers along his nipple and occasionally flicking it, and then my hand was wandering down…

“So impatient,” Rowan growled, crawling on top of me, his face pressing close to mine.