Author's Note: Here is the highly requested epilogue everyone's been asking for. I'm sorry it took so long. Let me know if you guys like it so please read and review!

As for Saving All My Love For You, I'm working on the next chapter, but I have no idea when I will finish. I hope I'll be able to get another chapter up by the end of summer.

Disclaimer: All rights to Naoko Takeuchi.

"What are we doing here?" Serena asked as Darien pulled up to his family's beach house. She had been staring out the window, but had not been paying attention as the city landscape quickly turned into the ocean shore. The sun was just setting; its golden light transforming the sky into a romantic pinkish-purple hue. And the water sparkled like champagne in crystal.

At the sound of the car door opening, Serena turned around in her seat and reached out and caught Darien's shirt cuffs, "Where are you going?"

He raised an eyebrow at her, his eyes full of mischief. "You'll see," he said, shaking off her hand. He walked around to her door and opened it for her. "Mi'lady," he schmoozed, flashing his debonair smile before he swooped her up in his strong arms. She was startled, and squealed, grabbing his dress shirt by the handful.

"Wrap your hands around my neck—yeah, just like that," He urged her softly, chuckling low and warm against her ear. The husky timber of his voice made her shiver against her will.

"Darien, I can walk…"

He shushed her with a gentle kiss against the lips, and her head burrowed into his chest, exhaling dreamily. She didn't know what was coming over her. She told herself this was love, but she couldn't yet believe it. Listening to his footsteps crunch on the sand covered pavement, she was lost to the crashing waves of sensations pulling her under the current. After everything today, the fight was out of her.

She remembered standing at the altar facing Darien just a few hours ago. His face, the usual perfect calm, but she knew differently, she could feel the way his hands shook in hers. He was nervous. And the way he held his breath waiting for her to say 'I do'. And then, that tremendous grin, the happiest look she'd ever seen on his face, right before he curled his fingers around her neck and pulled her lips to his for one hot kiss.

That was all she could see as he carried her to the beach house.

"My life became permanently entwined with yours the moment I found you hiding behind that dumpster in the alley…." He had said. "And after that I had to know more about you. I had to make you a part of my life."

His vows played in her head like a song she couldn't forget.

Inhaling his cologne, she held her breath, trying to keep a part of him inside her, never wanting to let it go.

"What are you doing silly?"

She blushed, "Nothing."

"If you want, you can have my bottle of cologne, I can always buy more," he laughed, kissing her forehead.

"It's different" she said. "It doesn't smell like you—can't I just carry you around wherever I go so I can smell you whenever I like?"

Darien threw back his head and laughed, before crushing her tiny body against his chest. "That can be arranged," he teased.

As they approached the front door, it swung open to Serena's surprise by a butler dressed all in grey.

"Sir," the man said, tipping his hat to Darien.

"Thank you," Darien said warmly, "You are relieved of duty."

As Darien crossed the threshold with Serena in arms, Serena looked up into Darien's face and asked, "What are we doing here?"

Looking down at his wife, Darien smiled softly at her confused expression. "Look around you, Serena." He slowly let her down, purposely letting her legs slide against his to the floor, her creamy breasts pushed high, almost falling out of her sweetheart corset.

Turning on her heels, Serena's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Rose petals covered every horizontal surface of the beach house. Candles of all sizes and shapes lit the entire place in a golden light that mimicked the setting sun. She couldn't breathe, her breath taken away by the beauty.

"I don't understand," she mumbled, looking all around her. "What about France?"

"I felt that this would be more fitting—I hope you're not disappointed—"

"Disappointed? No! Oh my gosh, Darien, this is…beautiful."

"Is it? I didn't know if it would be enough…."

Serena turned to look at the man who just a few hours ago she had sworn to love until death. Her eyes like giant saucers. "Are you kidding me? This is…perfect…" Her voice shook. The emotions were starting to get to her.

He set the full force of his eyes on her then, his expression full of….longing? Could that be it, Serena thought?

"Serena," her name came out like a tiger's purr, about to pounce, "come here." He commanded, low, subtly dangerous.

She watched as he opened his arms wide, beckoning her into them.

Seeing the desperation there on his face, a sudden wave of courage swelled in her chest, and she shook her head at him. The look of shock and then annoyance that came on his face almost made her laugh. And then, she felt a brazen urge take over.

Reaching behind her, she began to unfasten her white gown. "You want me?" She said, her smile wicked.

He nodded.

"Come and get me," and with those last words she let her gown fall to the floor.

She stood in front of him in nothing but a white lace thong, her creamy skin was bathed in the orangey glow of the candles. Her high full breasts swayed as she spun in her heels and began walking away from him, giving him full view of her round buttocks, jiggling away from him with each step she took.

Serena didn't know what came over her, but the look on his face brought her immense satisfaction. His jaw was clenched shut; that muscle was back in his cheek, twitching rapidly. The look in his eyes before she turned around was like burning coals, smoldering hot.

She took a few more steps, but when she didn't hear him follow, she turned around and found herself eye-to-bare-chest. She gulped. In less than 3 seconds he had flung his shirt off and was following her at a hairs-breadth distance. In her haste to distance herself, she was caught off balance in her heels and Darien's hands immediately caught her around the waist.

The feel of his large hands around the swelling flesh of her bare hip felt like she was being branded. She gasped at the touch, and then when he pulled her closer until her breasts were pinned against his naked chest, she moaned out loud. She didn't know being skin-to-skin could be this heavenly.

At the sound of her moan, Serena saw an explosion in Darien's eyes, and before she knew it, his mouth was crushing hers in an intense kiss. His hands cupped her bare butt cheeks and squeezed, lifting her legs up around his waist, and all she could do was cling on, scared that if she let go he would stop. His tongue was wild and crazy, demanding that she open her mouth for him, demanding that she give him everything, because he wasn't relenting until he had all of her.

She was gasping for breath, clinging to his hair, as she felt him push her up against a wall, in the back of her mind, she made a mental note to check for a bruise tomorrow, but in the moment, she could care less. The rougher he was with her, the more excited she became.

"Oooohhh" she gasped as his mouth trailed wet kisses down her neck until it closed firmly over her nipple. The louder she began to gasp for air, he suckled harder. "Aaahhhhhgggg….!" She nearly screamed as he pulled her taut nipple playfully with his mouth.

"You like that?" he grounded out huskily, raising his head from her breast.

"Mmmhhmmm…" she moaned, her head rolled back in pleasure.

Just through her haze she could feel his hand pulling her thong to one side as a probing finger swirled around in the pool of wetness around her pussy lips. She closed her eyes just as he chuckled.

"Oh yea, I can see that you like that a lot, you're really wet."


"This," he said, sliding a teasing finger back and forth inside her, "see how easy it is for me to do that? Its because your body is turned on and its preparing you for me."

Serena panted loudly as he slipped in two fingers inside of her. "What do you mean?"

Darien chuckled at her body's response to him; she was shaking with her need. "Love, it means you want this inside of you," he said, taking her hand and placing it on his erection over his slacks.

A bright red flush stained serena's cheek, "Don't worry," he whispered, still gently coaxing his fingers inside of her, "I promise you'll like it,okay?"

And with that he withdrew his fingers and let her body fall against his to the floor. He laid her down on her back and kept her knees bent and slightly apart. She felt his big hands begin their gentle assault, massaging her thighs, kneading her flesh until they softened and opened wider for him.

"That feels really good," she said encouragingly.

Darien smiled, watching as she continued to moan softly, her lips parted in ecstasy. He removed his hands for a minute so he could remove his pants, and serena whimpered in protest.

"Shhh…" he said, sliding between her legs. "Give me your hand," she did, and he placed it around his straining member, "Hold me."

"Oh my god….this is how a penis feels like?" She gaped at him like a little girl who had never taken a sex ed class before.

He chuckled deep down in his throat, and grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest, "Yesss and you're going to make me cum if you keep squeezing me like that, sweetheart."

He slowly positioned himself between her legs stroking her wet lips with his member. She was dripping wet now and all he wanted to do was slide full length into her and claim her as his physically. But he knew this was her first time, and he had to be slow, he had to be gentle….she moved her hips, and his head slowly sunk into her opening

"Ungh…" she groaned, "Is it in?"

"Just a little," he said. "How does it feel?"

"It feels like you're all the way in."

He laughed. "I meant am I hurting you?"

She shook her head, "Wait!" she gasped, "Keep moving just like that, it feels so good."

Darien was gently gliding his tip in and out of her wet warmth, "Like that?"

She nodded and soon began to writhe underneath him. "Ohhhh…" she purred, arching her back, pushing her hips closer to him for more, and Darien inched his way little by little until he was fully sheathed inside her tight warmth.

"Fuck," he cursed, "You're so tight; I'm going to cum, don't move." His eyes were shut tight, a grimace on his face. He was using all the restraint he had to not pour himself into her.

Shelay still, sliding her hands against his chest, trying to calm her breathing. She had never felt anything this amazing before, anything this beautiful.

"Kiss me," she whispered, caressing his cheek, urging for him to look at her.

When he did, Serena saw the hunger there in his eyes. It was like he had been starving, starving for her. And he needed her; he couldn't survive if he didn't consume her. He consumed her in his kiss, devouring her, taking her into him, making her one with him, and she let him, she gave and gave until she could take it no more.

"Darien…I need you, please…it's okay," and with those pleading words, he drew her legs together and held them against her chest and he began a relentless pace inside her until he came, pouring his seed deep into her body that was shaking violently from spasms.

Pulling himself out of her, he lay beside her and held her tight. "I'm sorry, I have no self-control when it comes to you."

"Do you love me?" She asked groggily.

"Of course." He thought that was a silly question.

"Then never have self-control, please, when you're making love with me. It's my job to drive you mad."

Darien laughed, already pulling one of her legs over him so she straddled him.


And he showed her no self-control the second, third, or fourth time that night.

End Note: Please send me a review and let me know if you guys enjoyed this epilogue. I'd love feedback! Plus it motivates me to write more, hehehehe. But I'd really like to know if this is the closure everyone hoped for.