Jut warning you now. There is a sex scene in this chapter, but then again, it is the honeymoon chapter.
Epilogue Pt. 3: The Honeymoon
Amanda's POV
"Years ago, I was taking you to martial arts practice and helping you learn Portuguese and all that good stuff . . ." my father couldn't help but say with a small smile on his face as he waltzed me around the crowded dance floor, narrowly avoiding other guests as we went. "And look at you now. You're a married mother. I can't believe how much time flies. . ."
"It just goes by in an instant . . ." I say in agreement as I wipe away a tear that managed to escape from my father's left eye. "However, we still have the memories, and we'll always treasure them."
"Like how you're going to treasure seeing your husband crying his eyes out as I was escorting you down the aisle earlier?" Dad asks me with a chuckle as I spot Edge and Lita dancing on the other side of the floor.
"That's exactly right; and speaking of crying . . ." I say with a smirk as Dad spins me around in a quick twirl. "Dad, you were tearing up as we were walking down the aisle for crying out loud."
"Of course I was . . . I was giving away my middle child to her future husband after all," he tells me in his defense as Randy suddenly appears next to us with a smirk on his face. "And speaking of your husband . . ."
"I'm sorry that I have to cut your dance short Akbar, but I'm going to have to take my wife back now." Randy says with an outstretched hand. My dad nods his head before handing my hand over to Randy, just like he did when we reached the altar. My dad gives me a quick peck to the side of my head before disappearing into the crowd, leaving me to deal with my new husband.
"Care to explain to me why you interrupted my dance with your new father-in-law?" I ask with a smirk as he starts leading me off the dance floor. "Wait a minute . . . Is it finally that time?"
"If you're implying if it's time to go on our honeymoon; then yes my dear wife, you would be correct," Randy tells me with a chuckle as we walk out the room through a side door to see Becky and Monica waiting for me with smirks on their faces. "For now, I leave you in the capable hands of your sister and sister-in-law. Goodbye."
"Bye," I say with a smirk as he pecks my cheek. Randy shoots me his signature grin before walking down the hall to the groom's suite, leaving me to contend with Becky and Monica by myself. "Okay girls . . . Get me out of this wedding dress."
"Then follow me sis!" Becky says with a cheeky grin as she starts walking down the opposite side of the hallway. Monica and I follow her until we reach the bridal suite, and as soon as we closed the door behind us, Becky went straight to work undoing the buttons in the back while Monica retrieved my going away outfit. We managed to put my wedding dress in its garment bag before Monica came back into the room with my new outfit: a sleeveless, royal blue, knee length dress that flared out at the end. Once I exchanged my silver heels for silver flats, Monica hands me my new black handbag, a gift that I received from her during my very crazy bachelorette party, before checking my reflection in the mirror. "You ready 'Manda?"
"I'm ready Becky . . ." I say with a smirk as I turn to my new sister-in-law. Monica was nowhere to be found. "So, do you have any parting words for me, and where did my sister go?"
"Your sister's making sure that your luggage is being safely transported to the trunk of your getaway vehicle," Becky tells me with a smirk as we walk over to the door. "And as for parting words, all I can really say is don't let Randy dominate you too much, if you know what I mean."
"I heard that Becky!" we hear Randy say as we open the door to see that he was dressed in a navy blue button down shirt, black slacks, and the dress shoes he's been wearing all day. "I don't need you to give my wife any sex advice, little sister. Trust me, Amanda knows how to handle herself, and I should know. I really know . . ."
"Say no more, big brother! I get it," Becky says with a sheepish look on her face as she slams her hand over my husband's mouth while I just hold back a chuckle. "And by the way, Amanda asked if I had any parting words for her, so I answered her, simple as that."
"Whatever you say sis . . ." Randy grumbles with narrowed eyed look. As he removes her hand from his face, the sounds of our twins reach our ears, and we all turn our heads to see Bob and Elaine walking over to us, each with a twin in their arms. "I think this one right here is going to be the hardest goodbye."
"You're telling me . . ." I say with a sad smile as Elaine hands Dani over to me. She looked like she had just woken up, but was about to fall asleep again any minute now. "Hi Dani, I'm sorry girl, but your father and I are going to have to leave you and your sister for a while."
"It's only going to be a couple of weeks, but they'll fly by fast and we'll be back to you guys before you know it." Randy says in a fatherly tone as he pecks Gabi's forehead. Gabi looked half awake, but she was still aware enough to pat her father on the nose. "Yes Gabi, I know. Your mom and I do deserve bonks to the nose for leaving you two for a while. But don't worry; your grandparents will take good care of you two while we're gone."
"So, how frequently should we expect a call from you two in regards to the twins huh?" Bob asks us with a smirk on his face as I kissed Dani on her forehead before handing her back to Elaine. "At least once a day right?"
"That sounds about right . . ." I say with a smirk on my face as Randy handed Gabi back to him. "So Randy, shall we go?"
"Yeah . . ." he tells me with a smirk as he takes my hand in his. "Let's go."
Randy's POV
After saying goodbye to our daughters, my parents, and my sister, 'Manda and I make our way down over to the main foyer, where all of our remaining guests were waiting for us. They stood in two rows on either side of us, pelting us with rice and cheering us on all the way to the nice livery cab I asked Monica to order for us. After saying goodbye to Amanda's relatives, I open the door and let my wife slide in first before me and shut the door behind us.
"Are you still going to keep the location of our honeymoon a secret from me until we get there?" my wife asks me with a small pout as she rested her head on my shoulder. "I want to know where we're going already."
"And you'll find out soon, just not right now," I tell her with a grin as I wrap my arm around her frame. "Don't worry sweetheart. Just enjoy the journey for now."
"Fine . . . I guess I just have to wait after all," she grumbles as she snuggles up to my side. "It's not good to keep secrets in a relationship Mr."
"I know that honey, but I never expected you to use that line against me this early in our marriage," I say with a chuckle. "Besides, I'm only keeping the location of our honeymoon a secret from you. It's not like I'm hiding a secret separate family on the side."
"It's a good thing you're not hiding anything like that from me Mr. . ." 'Manda tells me with a knowing smirk as we reach the highway. "Or else this wouldn't be a happy honeymoon, now wouldn't it?"
"You do make a good point there . . ." I say in mild agreement as she lets out a small yawn. "You're looking very sleepy right now babe; and I don't know if I'm really into the idea of carrying my sleepy new wife through the airport in the middle of the night."
"It would give you practice when you have to carry me over the threshold, and I'm not that heavy for crying out loud," she tells me with a small pout on her face. "I actually trimmed down a couple pounds so that my dress could really fit me well. Plus, are you really going to complain about carrying me around when you've been lifting up guys that are practically twice my body weight on a weekly basis for over a decade now?"
"When you make good points like that, I guess my complaint does sound stupid," I say with a small shake of my head. "And did you really cut a couple of pounds off your frame to fit into your wedding dress?"
"Yes, but don't worry, I didn't go on a major weight loss diet that some brides do. I'm already skinny as it is," she tells me with a chuckle. "I only lost two pounds, so it wasn't anything major at all."
"Two pounds . . . That's not even noticeable," I say with a chuckle. "All that really means to me is that you'll just look even sexier in your bikini."
"At least I know that I packed right then. Wherever you're taking me must have a pool, at least," she tells me with sarcasm laced in her tone. "Is wherever we're going somewhere tropical?"
"I'll give you that much, but that's all that I'm saying 'Manda," I tell her as I pantomime zipping my lips shut. "And you won't convince me otherwise. . ."
"Even if I do this?" she asks me playfully as her fingers start stroking my crotch. I look at her in disbelief, my mind slowly starting to grow blank as she adds another finger to her movement. The driver kept his eyes on the road, either because he was totally oblivious or 'Manda was using her psychic powers to keep his focus on the road. She eventually stopped with her teasing, and just in time to. I was this close from letting out a loud moan that the driver wouldn't be able to ignore. "Hmm . . . Fine, I won't ask for another hint. I'll just figure it out on my own."
"Thank you . . ." I say in a slightly strained, but low voice as I shoot her a narrow eyed look. "Now if you excuse me, I have to now think of very disgusting thoughts in order to stop my boner from growing any further thanks to you."
'Manda lets out a mischievous chuckle, but I ignore her as I thought of every thought I could in order to get my shaft down. I manage to complete the task just as we reached Lambert International, saving myself from an embarrassing moment so soon after my wedding. Once we got our luggage out the car, I paid the driver before leading 'Manda inside the building, which was still pretty busy despite how late at night it was.
"Okay . . . which airline are we checking in with exactly?" Amanda asks me with a smirk on her face as I look around the terminal.
"We're going to go to American Airlines to check in for our flight to Miami," I say with a smirk as I start walking toward the counter, my wife following close behind me. "And if you're thinking that's where we're going for our honeymoon 'Manda, you better think again."
"If that's the case, then that means we're catching a connecting flight in Miami then . . ." 'Manda tells me with a questioning look. "Is the layover long?"
"Only a few hours," I tell her with a smirk. "Let's just say that when we land at our final destination, we should be just in time for dinner."
"I guess that means anywhere in Asia, Africa, or Australia is officially out of the question," she tells me with a chuckle. "It also means we're going somewhere in either the Caribbean, Central or South America, or Europe, but Europe sounds like quite a stretch if you ask me."
"Europe does sound like quite a stretch, but it is possible," I say with a smirk as I wrap my free arm around her waist. "Europe does have some of its' own tropical locales, especially in the Mediterranean region."
"Are we going somewhere around the Mediterranean Sea?" she asks me bluntly as we finally reach the check-in counter.
"That's for the second half of our honeymoon . . ." I say with a smirk as I take out the flight itinerary from my back pocket. Once Amanda hands me our passports, I hand them over to the clerk, who looked a little awestruck as soon as he laid his eyes on us. "However, the first half of our trip is going to be a little closer to home sweetheart."
"A little closer to home?" Amanda asks me curiously as she raises an eyebrow. "How close to home are we talking about?"
"Well, let me ask you this?" I say with a chuckle as I see the moon hang high above us in the sky. "How much have you wanted to visit the Bahamas?"
Amanda's POV; Hours later
"We're finally here!" I say with a relieved grin on my face as we walk out of the Bahamian airport, the evening sun now starting to set over the horizon. "And it took us almost the whole day to get here."
"Our layover was supposed to last only three hours technically, but it ended up lasting way more than that," Randy says with relief laced in his voice as we walked over to the taxi stand with our bags in tow. "I guess that's what happens when a tropical storm hits Miami for most of the day. Talk about a delayed flight . . ."
"I'm just happy the flight only ended up being an hour long. That was the only redeeming part of our time in Miami. Well, that and the moment we called back home to check on the twins," I say with a smirk as a cab pulls up in front of us. "They sounded so happy to hear our voices that they were squealing with joy . . . I miss them already Ran."
"I miss them too 'Manda, but don't worry, we'll be home to our little girls soon enough," Randy tells me with a chuckle as the cabbie comes out of the car to start loading the bags. "For now babe, it's just you and me and we're going to have fun on this honeymoon whether you like it or not."
"Sounds good to me . . ." I say with a smirk as Randy opens the door for me. Once we get comfortable in the backseat, Randy tells the driver the name of the hotel we're going to, which happened to be the world famous Atlantis Paradise Island resort. We ride to the hotel in comfortable silence, enjoying the scenery go by as we traveled along the coastline. Once we reached the sprawling hotel, we checked in at the main desk and followed our bellhop to our room up on the eighth floor. "So, where exactly are you taking us on the second leg of our honeymoon anyway Randy?"
"We've only been in the hotel for a good twenty minutes now, and you're already asking me about the other location? You got to be kidding me baby," he tells me with a kidding smirk as the bellhop opens our room for us. "Just be patient with me honey. You will know where I'm taking you to once we leave for the next location on Saturday."
"Fine . . . I'll play the waiting game," I say with a playful pout on my face as I throw my bag onto the couch before walking over to the balcony. A sea breeze greets me instantly as I stepped out onto the small patio, my eyes looking out to the beautiful sunset on the horizon. "That sunset is absolutely magnificent."
"Not as magnificent as you are baby . . ." I hear Randy say as I see him lean against the doorway from the corner of my eye. "If someone asked me which looked more beautiful, you or that sunset, I would say you in a heartbeat."
"Well aren't you charming . . ." I say with a smirk as I walk over to my dear husband. "It's nice to know that you think I'm prettier than one of Mother Nature's most beautiful sights."
"What can I say?" he tells me with a smirk as he walks back into the suite. "Sometimes I like to play favorites, except on topics like our kids. I could never bring myself to pick a favorite among them."
"Even if the girls asked you to?"
"Even if the girls asked me to . . . I'm not that cruel of a man to do something so mean to them," he tells me with a firm nod of his head. "Now, how about I call us some room service hmm? I bet you're starving."
"That sounds nice," I say with a smirk as I jog after him and stop him before he could pick up the hotel phone. "But I don't think you need to call for room service just yet."
"And why would you say that?" Randy asks me with a smirk, his eyes showing his changing train of thought as he snaked his arms around my waist
"You know why . . ." I say teasingly as I feel his hands travel along my back, his fingers just reaching for my zipper.
"Well . . . I do owe you for what you did to me back on the ride to the airport yesterday. You got me so riled up, and I want to return the favor. But first . . ." he tells me with a smirk as he suddenly lets me go. He picks up a 'Do Not Disturb' sign from off a nearby side table and walks over to the room exit. He quickly puts the sign on the outside door before closing it shut and walking back to me, still with that mischievous look on his face. "Now where were we . . ?"
Normal POV
The Viper walked over to his mate and took her hand in his before pulling her back into his arms. He held her close to his chest for a moment before wrapping his arms back around her waist. Amanda placed a hand on the back of his head and pushed it downward till their lips connected for a kiss. As they familiarized themselves with each other lips, Randy finally brought his hand to the zipper of Amanda's dress and tugged it downward. As soon as the zipper was completely undone, the dress slid off her form to pool itself at the Anaconda's feet, leaving the new wife in just her lacy white underwear.
"You were an absolute vision in white in your wedding dress, and you're still an absolute vision in white now," Randy told her with a smirk as they finally disconnected from their kiss, his eyes filled with both love and lust as he looked his wife up and down. He then twirled her around to get the full 360 view and couldn't help but let out a small whistle as soon as his eyes looked at her booty. "I always thought you looked best in black lace, but you make white lace look just as good."
"Thank you for the compliment Ran. . ." Amanda told him with a smirk as she kicked off her shoes and began walking over to their bedroom. "I'm going to go make myself comfortable in bed. Feel free to join me if you like."
"You're not going anywhere without me!" Randy exclaimed as he suddenly picked her up from behind and held her bridal style before walking into the bedroom and shutting it with his foot. "We're a packaged deal missy."
"Till death do us part . . ." Amanda said with a chuckle as she telekinetically retrieved her bag. Randy looked at her curiously as she began to rifle through her purse, but finally figured things out when she took out her phone. Once she took the phone's battery out, she threw her bag onto a small chair before Randy could drop her onto the mattress. "Turn your phone off now. I don't want anyone to interrupt us."
"Your wish is my command honey," Randy said with a chuckle. He quickly took his phone out of his pocket and took the battery out as well before throwing it over to where Amanda's bag lay. When he turned back around, a devious look was all across his face. "Now sweetheart, where were we again?"
"We were up to this!" Amanda told him with a grin before bringing his head to hers for a searing kiss. Her fingers reached the buttons of his shirt and quickly undid them as they continued their kiss. After successfully ridding the Viper of his shirt, the Anaconda moved her attention to his pants. Randy began kissing her neck as Amanda unclothed him. He kicked his pants off his legs before joining his mate on the bed in just his briefs. For the next 15 minutes, the couple kissed each other in their underwear as if they were horny, love struck teenagers, kissing each other on the lips and neck as their arms traveled around each other's bodies.
Randy decided to take the initiative and began kissing his mate down her body. Amanda responded to his kisses with moans of pleasure, showing just how much she appreciated her husband's ministrations. She felt Randy's hand reach the fabric of her panties before they were ripped away in one fell swoop. His lips continued to mark her body with kisses until he stopped. She was about to ask him why when she suddenly felt something invade her body. It didn't take her long to realize that Randy had stuck his finger inside her.
"I so love it when you squirm for me. The look on your face is priceless . . ." Randy whispered into her ear as he began to stretch her out. "Squirm for me some more baby."
"Trust me, you're going to be the one squirming for me once this is all over!" Amanda said with a hiss as Randy reached for her bra. Once that was ripped away, she instantly retaliated by ripping his underwear off his body, revealing his hardening shaft.
Thus the couple began a battle for bedroom dominance that saw both sides try to get a leg up on the other. With their vampire enhanced endurance, the two kissed, groped, teased, fucked, and overall, loved each other for the next few hours, never stopping with their actions until they had finally tired each other out well into the night.
"Damn . . ." Amanda mumbled as she caught her breath, recovering from another Viper induced climax. "That . . . that was amazing."
"I know . . ." Randy told her as he took in a deep breath, his chest moving up and down as he look down at his wife. "We've never acted like that toward each other before. It was like something dormant woke up in us, and I liked it!"
"Of course you liked it . . ." Amanda said with a roll of her eyes as she still felt Randy's shaft inside of her. "How many times have we both climaxed tonight huh?"
"I don't know . . . I lost count," Randy told her with a shrug as he slowly pulled out of her. Once he was settled in the spot right next to her, Randy pulled 'Manda into his grip and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. "That was the best sex we've had in a long time 'Manda baby."
"I know . . ." Amanda said as she brought a hand to her stomach. "I wonder if I'll get pregnant from this . . ."
"After the kind of fun we had for the past few hours now, I wouldn't doubt it . . ." Randy told her with a smirk as he covered the hand on her stomach with one of his own. "Do you think we'll end up with a son this time around?"
"Maybe," Amanda told him simply as she turned in his grip. "But we have enough time for that my dear husband."
"I know my dear wife," Randy told her with a smile as he brought a hand to her cheek. "I love you 'Manda."
"I love you too Randy." Amanda told him with a grin as the two leaned in for one more kiss. Once the kiss was over, they snuggled up a bit closer to each other before closing their eyes for a long deserved rest, knowing very well they had a long future ahead of them.
The End!
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