F I F T E E N: Epilogue.
Raven’s POV
Eight years later…
It was hard to believe that Beckam and I had been married for eight years. Ryder just completed his first year at college and was home for the summer. His younger brother, Dax, was eight. His twin sisters, Tinsley and Kenzy, were turning six this year, and his youngest brother, Mavrick, just turned three last month. Thank the stars we were done with kids, and he got snipped. I was not wanting any more mouths to feed. We had five kids. That was plenty.
Beckam was in his office working hard on something for Kai. Another abused woman was trying to leave her abusive spouse. Such sad work, but these guys did it for nothing. Simply to help. This one was hitting close to home for him, though, and he was getting a little lost in it. I called his therapist, Dr. Elmer, to come to the house to try to help us get through to him.
That was three days ago. They hadn’t been out of that room in three days. I wasn’t sure where they were going to the bathroom, but I was sure it was going to need a hazmat team to come in and deep clean it. I would have one on standby.
I sent a text to Willow to see if they could be on call from now until they came out, whenever that was. That would be the safest bet. No sooner had my phone pinged with a text that they could be here in twenty minutes, than the office door opened.
Raven: The door opened. Send them now. Quick!
Willow: On it!
Dr. Elmer walked out first. He looked a little…questionable. Slowly, he came out more. Beckam was right behind him. He barely looked at me, rushing to the bathroom. I looked at Dr. Elmer, and he just shook his head. Going upstairs into our room, I looked for him. My Beckam. The bathroom light was on, shower was running. I opened the door a little more, and I heard Beckam sobbing inside. I quickly got in the shower with him. I wrap my arms around him. He looks at me, heartbroken and sad. He’s just sobbing. I kissed his head, stroking his wet hair, as he clung to me. I held him until he cried it all out. The water was starting to get chilly by then, so I turned it on a little hotter.
“My mom did the same thing to me that this mom has been doing to her kids. She tried to do it to the grandchild, and that’s when the daughter contacted Kai to get her and her child out. It just triggered something in me. That I’m happy my mother isn’t around to do that to our children, but I’m so sad because there are more mothers like mine out there. Hurting their children.” He sobbed, the anger, frustration, and sadness apparent in his voice. I just wrap my arms around him.
“We’re doing all we can, with the donations, the scholarship fund, all our volunteer hours, plus getting Kai to put up free legal counsel? You’re doing awesome, baby. Those women are lucky to have a man like you fighting for them and their children,” I kissed his head again, wrapping my arms around him tighter.
“I love you, Raven.” He kissed me. “Thank you for always being there. For everything.” He kissed me again, deepening it. He was always like this, after he learned that touch wasn’t a bad thing. When he went to the dark places, he would tell me he needed me, my light to help him come back. He helped me out ofmy wet clothes, running his rough hands over my skin after each garment was taken off and tossed to the side. He trailed kisses down my jaw, to my neck. Nipping as he travels the curve of my body like a map to buried treasure.
“I love you, too, Beckham." I breathed out as my fingers went into his hair, watching him as he kept his eyes on mine during his ministrations, as he dove face first into my pussy. He was a magician with that tongue! He knew where to lick, nip and suck. He was a genius! His hands reached up and pinched my nipples, making me cry out. Just as I felt myself getting close, he raised his head.
“Stand up. Face the wall.” It took me a minute to understand what he wanted, as he stuck a hand down to help me up. He spun me toward the wall, teasing my slit with the tip of his dick.
“I love you. Now and forever,” as he thrust his thick, meaty cock into my tight hole. He wasn’t as rough as he usually was. He was tender, loving, and made sure I had at least three orgasms before he came inside of me.
Filling me.
“Babe?”
“I love you.” He muttered as we both burst out laughing, kissing each other.