“Holy shit,” Silas breathes when his eyes land on me.
“Bad word!” Rosie hollers.
“Shh,” Caleb mutters.
“But he said a bad word!”
“You look…” Silas doesn’t seem to hear what his kids are saying. He’s utterly focused on me. “Stunning.”
“What are we doing?” I ask when I’m closer.
“I am asking, as a man completely in love with you, if you’ll do me the honor of becoming my wife. Right now.”
“Now?” I laugh.
“I don’t want to wait to do something I already know is perfect and right. You’re a Knight, Juni. You have been from the moment I laid eyes on you.”
“Okay,” I breathe. “Where?”
“Oh!” Caleb jumps on the spot. “We’ve gotta go, Dad, or we’ll miss it!”
“Miss what?” I ask as Caleb grasps my hand and tugs me to the passenger side of the truck, urging me inside. I gather up the skirts of my dress and climb in as the rest of them bundle into the car and Silas gets the engine on. It takes twenty minutes to get to where we need to be. The clearing where we watched the stars all those months ago has been transformed. String lights have been hung from poles dug into the ground, creating an aisle down to where an officiant waits, the sky above clear, the stars twinkling against a sea of velvet black.
“Ready?” Silas asks, cutting the engine.
“For you?” I smile, “Always.”
He chuckles and gets out of the car, crossing around to my side to open my door and help me out.
There’s a fine sparkle to the ground, an early frost setting in and the icy mountain air bites at the skin I have on show, but I don’t feel the cold. Not when Silas is holding one hand and Rosie is holding the other. Caleb is with his dad, grasping his hand as the four of us walk down the makeshift aisle, grass crunching under our feet.
“Well,” the officiant grins, “should we get this thing started?”
I’m not sure I could have ever imagined anything as perfect as this for us. Just me and him, Rosie and Caleb, and the stars above us.
Epilogue
I curl my body around my wife, pulling her in and reach for her hand, running my finger over the two rings now placed there.
Juniper Knight.
My wife.
She wiggles against me, her naked skin flush with mine, and my cock immediately hardens. It doesn’t matter that we only got to sleep three hours ago after spending the entire night wrapped up in each other. My brother had been waiting for us to return so he could take the kids for a sleepover and leave us to ourselves for therest of the evening. We’d barely got the door closed when she was wrapped around me, her mouth on mine and hands searching for more.
“Hi husband,” she says sleepily, wiggling a little harder.
I groan, burying my face into her neck as I slip my hand between her legs. She sucks in a breath as I roll my fingers over her clit, my other hand sliding up her stomach, palming her breast. She arches into me, my cock slipping against her.
“So needy for me,” I groan, hand working faster. Her body trembles against me, her breaths coming quicker as she rolls against my hand. “So pretty when you fall apart for me,wife.”
“Fuck,” She hisses, “More.”
I nudge the head of my cock into her, and she lifts her leg, throwing it over mine and opens herself up for me to slide in.
My teeth scrape along her shoulder as I thrust slowly, fingers continuing to work her pretty pussy.
I never want this to end with her. I could be wrapped up in her forever, her touch on my skin, her lips on mine.
