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I am very busy, hence the late update. But I hope to make up for it by posting a new story(un-original) right along with this.
Epilogue...
"Oh my God!" Arthur's father said with a hand to his heart, as he moved slowly towards the beautiful family, casually walking about in an equally beautiful garden.
It was now a year later after Henry's visit, and along with his daughters, the Abbots and Pendragons...minus Victoria, had arrived for a month long visit.
This is the first time they were all seeing Arthur and Gwen's kids, except for Henry...though he hasn't seen the latest addition.
A beautiful little girl called Irena Isabella Pendragon...who was ensconced in her proud daddy's arms, looking for all the world like a little princess.
The Abbots and Pendragons headed straight to Arthur, wanting to meet little Irena. But it was Uther's reaction, which brought them all to a halt.
With his hand on his chest and tears in his eyes, he lovingly cupped her small head and kissed it reverently. Then, he stepped back and stood at his son's side, with a look of pride on his face.
"Hey!" One of the twins... Braden shouted. "That's our sister, Rena. Don't touch her."
"Yeah. What he said," Brandon, the other twin said. And beside him, their younger brother Thaddeus was nodding his agreement.
Gwen giggled and Arthur's face turned red.
"Guys, it's alright. These are your grandparents...and you all know uncle Henry, don't you?"
Three little heads nodded.
They knew their uncle, and was wondering why he hadn't come to wrestle with them...or chase them.
At that, the grandparents all moved off towards their grandsons and started introducing themselves, one by one.
"Gwen dear, I'm sorry to say it, but these kids look nothing like you. They all favour Arthur," her mother, Lady Abbot said.
"Yes, I was just thinking the very same thing," Lady Pendragon said, as she sipped her tea.
The three women were all sitting under a tree in the shade, while the men were being entertained by the three rambunctious little Pendragons.
Little Irena was in her mother's arms, but her eyes were tracking her father's every move.
"Is she always like this?" Lady Pendragon asked.
"Yes, she's a daddy's girl and Arthur spoils her rotten. Just a day ago, he made her one of the most beautiful treasure boxes I have ever seen...the tenth, since she's been able to sit up and play," Gwen said.
"Men and their daughters!" Lady Abbot said, then added, "Let him spoil her, Gwen. She's so precious, and I'm afraid, she'll definitely get more spoiling from me."
"Oh, you count on it, Gwennie," Lady Pendragon said. "For I too, will spoil her rotten."
Gwen chuckled and Arthur looked back.
And just like that, his breath caught. His minx looked so lovely in that moment, he internally counted his lucky stars for having her as his wife.
A tap on his shoulder from Lord Abbot broke his stare, and he turned to face him.
"This is something I should have done ages ago...but I'm doing it now. I apologize for being such...a tool...about you and my daughter's marriage and your obvious love affair. I am ashamed at the way I behaved and at the hurt I caused you both. Please forgive me."
Arthur went speechless for a moment.
A few beats later, he found his voice and said,
"As a man who have found happiness with the woman he loves and desires, I accept your apology and bid you to let bygones be bygones. We are both on the same page when it comes to Guinevere. We both love her and we both want to see her happy. By the way...thank you for your help in securing those names for me. They have made a huge difference in our lives."
Lord Abbot shook his hand and simply said,
"You deserve it and much more."
Not too long ago, Gwen's father made contact with a couple of big names in the furniture and bedding business and raved to them about his son-in-law's capability, when it comes to making the most beautiful furnishings in the world.
And afterwards, those contacts met with Arthur and he was contracted as their sole maker and provider.
Long story short, Arthur has become a very rich man in less than a year. Now, he has more time for his family and has hired a couple men to work for him.
Hours later, the Abbots and Pendragons were all sitting at a long wooden table...made by Arthur...in the newly enlarged dining room of Arthur and Gwen's now bigger home.
The men all took turns sharing stories from their childhood days and from their business meetings.
Even the kids listened with rapt attention.
And after Arthur's turn, Braden pointed out,
"Grandpa did a better job of telling his story."
All the adults laughed and the other kids snickered.
"Why you little..." Arthur said and shook his head, as a playful smile blossomed on his face.
"You see what I have to put up with? They may look like me, but they're Guinevere true and true."
Gwen's mouth dropped open as everyone laughed.
Then, her eyes found Arthur's, promising all sorts of retribution, the moment she got him alone.
"Let me show you to your rooms," Gwen said to the grandparents, handing over little Irena to Arthur. "Girls, follow me. Your dad already knows which room he'll be staying in...and yours will be right across from his," she said to Henry's daughters, Haley and Holly.
"Gwen, darling, you and Arthur have such a lovely home," Lady Pendragon said.
"Thank you. But this is the result of Arthur's hard work and determination. What me and Mrs. Barker did, is minimal, compared to what he did."
"That may be, but you both deserve a nice life. God knows we didn't make it easy for you in the beginning," Lady Abbot said.
"Mum, that's all water under the bridge. Besides, you guys...all of you...came through for us. All of you have made sure...even though we can afford it now...that our kids have secure trust funds, and shares in businesses they don't know anything about. But above all, me and Arthur has your support and we're eternally grateful for it."
At that, Lord Pendragon and Lord Abbot both looked at each other, and nodded with pride.
Meanwhile, back in the dining room, Henry was saying to Arthur,
"Seriously man, I hope you're not going to pop another bun in Gwen's oven..."
"That's none of your bloody business, Henry. What I do or don't do with my wife is none of your concern. Besides, our kids are gorgeous and my wife is gorgeous, so if I want another...bun...I'll bloody get one."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously!"
"I bet Gwen will say otherwise. After all, it's her who does the carrying and the pushing. You only do the loading..."
"Loading what?" Gwen asked, as she entered the room, noting her daughter's absence. "Where's Irena?"
Arthur stood and met his wife halfway, his face the colour of a ripe tomato. He threw a glance over his shoulder, and Henry's face resembled his, he realized.
With a smile on his face, he drew her in, sweetly kissed her lips and said,
"Henry's full of it...and he was just heading to his room, weren't you Henry?"
Poor Henry, the only thing he could do was nod.
He walked to Gwen, kissed her cheek and said,
"Good night, love." To his brother, he smirked and said, "Remember last time I was here? Wait until I am at least halfway to my room this time, won't you?"
Arthur's face turned a deeper shade of red, and Gwen felt her face heat like a furnace.
"Pay that idiot no mind, my love. And to answer your question...our little angel is sound asleep."
"Lovely!" Gwen said, smiling and looking just as beautiful as she had, five years ago when he'd married her.
"What are you..."
Before he could finish get the words out, she was dragging him towards their room at top speed.
Inside their room, Gwen wasted no time in jumping into Arthur's arms.
Her arms and legs quickly wrapping around him, as her mouth found his.
Next, she kissed him like she hadn't seen him in years, instead of minutes.
"I love you," she said against his lips, as she reached down and started tugging his shirt out of his pants.
"Guinevere?" he said, wrapping his arms around her, so that she didn't fall.
"Bed. Now!" she demanded, as she kissed her way down his neck. And when her lips reached his favorite spot, she suckled, making him groan in pleasure.
Somehow, Arthur forced himself to focus on something else, besides the wicked way his wife licked and suckled his neck.
"What about our parents?" he asked even though, he'd much rather take his wife up on what she was so sweetly offering him.
But their entire family was here...under their very roof.
"I want you naked, Arthur," Gwen said, shattering what little control he had.
With a growl of approval, he carried her to the bed, kicking toys out of his way, while making a mental note to build the kids another toy box.
He paused at the bed, to help rid his wife of her clothes, leaving her in matching lavender lace panties and bra, that he couldn't wait to rid her of, and that sexy little smile of hers, that had his manhood twitching with the need to be inside her.
"On the bed, sweetheart," he said, giving her one last kiss, before he gently helped her onto the bed.
But as soon as her bottom touched the soft comforter, she got to her knees and wrapped one arm around his shoulders, pulling him down for a hungry kiss, that had him struggling not to come in his pants like some kid.
Even after all these years, it still amazed him, that she could manage to get him this hot from a simple kiss.
He had no idea what had gotten into his wife, but he wasn't going to complain.
Plus, he couldn't remember a time when he wanted her more.
Arthur moaned in pleasure, when Gwen cupped him through his pants, squeezing and tugging on his erection, as he reached down and undid his pants.
They remained kissing, and as soon as the zipper was down, she was reaching inside his pants with one of her small hands and pulling his hard shaft out.
Wrapping her warm hand around his length, she gave it a tug that had him sucking on her tongue.
And the sexy little whimper that she gave, let him know just how desperate she was to have him.
"On your hands and knees," he said, pulling back so that he could kick his shoes off and finish undressing.
As he finished undoing his pants, Arthur watched as his wife turned around and got on her hands and knees, so that her pert bottom was facing him.
He shoved his pants right off and stepped out of them in a hurry, as he moved closer to his little minx.
Reaching out, he gripped the sides of her panties and drew them down, loving the way her bottom wiggled in an effort to help him.
Once he had them down to her knees, he left them there and stepped up behind her, letting his shaft tease her, as he reached over and undid her bra.
He let the bra fall off her, knowing that she would pull it off, while he tended to other things.
With one hand, he gently gripped her hip, keeping her in place, as he traced his fingertips down her back, taking in every beautiful inch of her, as she pressed back against his length, letting him know that she wanted more.
And since he never denied his wife, he stepped back just enough, so that he could reach down between them and take hold of his length and do the one thing that he knew would drive her out of her mind.
He slowly ran his hand up and down the shaft, making sure the head was pressed against her wet slit, so that she could feel what he was doing, knowing just how much this turned her on.
When she began whimpering and panting his name, he was forced to squeeze his eyes shut and grind his teeth together, as he struggled not to come.
He'd slept with a lot of women before her and he couldn't remember a single one, that had ever loved to play in the bedroom as much as she did.
The woman was insatiable and he loved every goddamn minute of it. He wouldn't trade her for anything in this world.
He loved her so much, that at times, he feared that this was all a cruel dream and he'd wake up one day, and she would be gone.
"Arthur, please!" Gwen said, begging him to take her a lot sooner than normal and letting him know just how turned on she was.
This wasn't going to last long, he realized, as he stepped back and released himself.
Without a word, Gwen turned around and he reached out and took her hand into his.
Then, he sat down on the edge of the bed, his gaze never leaving hers, as she moved around him and straddled his lap.
He leaned in and kissed her, as she slid down his thick length, then tried pulling back seconds later, so that she would follow after him.
But her lips never left his, as he laid back and wrapped his arms around her.
As he kissed her, Arthur slowly shifted his hips in an upward motion, taking her in a way that he knew would drive them both crazy.
And it wasn't long before Gwen was mimicking his motions and taking it to a whole new level.
When he felt her tighten around him, he gently pushed her up, so that he could latch onto one of her nipples with his lips.
He tenderly tugged on the nipple, suckling hard, as she arched her back to take him deeper inside her.
Her movements became wild as she rode him.
And when he reached up and cupped her other breast, she lost it.
She was just barely done screaming his name, when he flipped her onto her back and ground his length as far as it would go inside her.
Instead of pulling out and thrusting back in, he continued to grind himself against her, knowing that he was hitting her spot in the process and loving the way her nipple hardened further in his mouth.
Just when he didn't think that he could hold back much longer, he felt her tighten around him again, and he let go.
At this point, he licked and suckled her breast with abandon, as he continued to grind against her, praying that he wasn't hurting her, even as he had to admit, that it felt so damn good.
Growling her name around her nipple, he ground himself one last time, and felt the last tremors of his orgasm leave him.
As he leaned down to kiss his wife, Arthur felt the exhaustion that he'd been fighting for the past few weeks, finally catch up with him.
And before he could manage to roll away from her, he felt himself drift off and he couldn't help but smile.
He had his minx, and together, they had a beautiful family and a beautiful life.
And this was only the beginning...
This epilogue was 99% written by me, so I hope I did it justice.
The name of the new story is...Prince Arrogant and the Feisty Commoner. Check it out!
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