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Aria opens the door and lets us in. She leads us into a private room lit up with a chandelier and candles and trays of diamonds on top of the glass. She trips, clearly not watching her step as her eyes take in the sight before us. I wait for Aria to walk out then I take her hands. “Missy, my Christmas angel. You brought me back to life. You took my stone-cold heart and gave it a pulse. I know some people won't get it and won’t believe it, but I don’t give a shit. I love you. Will you marry me?” She hiccups as the tears fall down her face.
“Yes. Yes, I will marry you. I love you too.” Falling to her knees, she cups my face, and our lips lock, cementing the promise we have just made.
“Now, pick out whatever you like.” Her eyebrow goes up, and I chuckle. I told her I was well off, but I didn’t tell her how well off. “Don't worry about the cost, baby.” Ten minutes and seventy-five thousand dollars later, we are on our way to her parent’s place. To be honest, I feel better that she is bringing me home as her fiancé. Maybe her dad won’t kill me then. Hopefully, not just the ring but my obvious devotion and obsession with his daughter will sway him because no matter what happens today, she is coming home with me, and she is going to be my wife, no matter what.
EPILOGUE
MISSY
NEW YEAR’S EVE
After waiting the few days required by law to get our marriage license, which Claude hated, by the way, we are finally getting married. The village knows how to put on a wedding. We do it all the time, but this time it’s mine. My perfect wedding to the perfect man. Perfect for me, anyway. Oddly enough, when it came time to find the minister, Claude found out that a guy he went to college with, Bill Jorgensen, was in Orlando to visit theme parks with his wife, Daisy. He got Bill to come to the village and marry us. That was earlier today.
Now that we are married and the reception is over, we are lying in his bed. I’m exhausted. It’s been a whirlwind of a week, and I am looking forward to the downtime our honeymoon will afford us. We are honeymooning in Juneau, Alaska. His family owns a cabin there. Being a Florida girl, I’ve never seen snow, and locking ourselves in a rustic cabin for two weeks sounds fantastic to me.
He kisses me softly. Okay, I’m not that exhausted. I kiss him back before rolling over. He’s been very attentive to me, and he’s not really let me attend to him. His massive cock is hard and ready for me. I lick my lips and gently suck the head into my mouth. The taste of his precum hits my tongue, making me moan. He groans and immediately fists my hair in his hands.
“Fuck, Missy. That mouth is going to kill me.” I don’t respond. Instead, I take more of him into my mouth and into my throat. “You are too good at this, but I don’t want to come down your throat, at least not until I’ve bred you.” Why is that so fucking hot? I move up his body and straddle his waist. Lifting up onto my knees, I slowly slide my pussy down his dick. I moan when I’m fully seated. Then I move. He grips my hips and thrusts up into me. Riding him is great, but it’s better when he slams into me. He must think so, too, because he flips me onto my back and throws my legs over his shoulders. He grips my ass and slams into me over and over. My body quakes, as does the bed. All I can do is take what he gives me, and it is incredible.
“Claude,” I moan, feeling like we are the only two people in the world.
“You are so fucking beautiful, wife,” he growls and fucks me harder. I don’t say anything in response; he’s not looking for one. His fingers find my clit, and he brings me to orgasm expertly.
He’s so fucking good at this. I don’t know how I got so lucky. I knew this Christmas was going to be special, but I didn’t realize it was going to be this special.
“I love you,” I scream as I come for what I am sure is the first of many times tonight.
“I love you too, more than you can ever know. You’re mine now, forever.”
Forever sounds pretty fucking great to me.
EPILOGUE
CLAUDE
TWO YEARS LATER
“Babe, hurry,” she whines as my tongue lazily glides up and down her warm pussy. I moan into her snatch, basically telling her I will finish when I am done. My fingers tweak her nipples as I lap at her leaky pussy. She is out of her mind if she thinks I will ever be done with this sweet treat. “Claude,” she squeaks when my finger inches inside of her. I am still amazed at how tight she is. I thought pussy was supposed to stretch or some shit when a baby passes through. It is the best-kept secret that it shrinks back up into a tiny vortex that strangles the man's cock for life.
