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He’s changed my life in the best of ways. Completely.
I’m no longer afraid. I’m no longer running.
Because of him I have a family, love, and a chance to be anything and everything I want to be. No rush. No expiration dates. He supports me.
Like my wanting to find Aurora and tell her immediately who I am. To build a relationship when she could’ve easily told me to disappear. It’s because of him that I didn’t chicken out. That I have someone from my side of the family to walk with us down the aisle of this beautiful cathedral.
Just like Earl and Mary give us their blessing on my mother’s behalf.
“Thank you so much for coming, and for this.” I lift my wrist and inspect the delicate tennis bracelet with diamonds and sapphires throughout. It’s my something borrowed and blue. “Having a piece of the family to wear today means more than you’ll ever know.” Turning to face her, I take in her appearance in the elegant little black dress I chose for her and Mariah. Take in our similarities. Like our high cheekbones and skin tone. The plumpness of my lips that seems to come from my dad’s side. “It means a lot that you could make it. That you wanted to do this.”
“I’m going to flick you if you thank me again, chica. Stop it.”
“Ass,” I mutter, but she hears and smacks my arm.
“Dork.”
“You bruise me, and you’ll deal with Malcolm.” In the last few months since we connected, if I say something like that she laughs and hits me again. Our relationship feels like what a sibling one should be—what I’ve missed out on. However, this time she gets a pensive look instead. “What gives? What’s with the look?”
“How well do you know his groomsmen?”
“Which one?”
“British and a complete lying asshole.”
“Casper?” I ask, thrown off by the change in her demeanor. “Did he do something to you?”
“Other than exist?” At my nod, she lets out a huff that’s full of annoyance. “We don’t click.”
“Why?” Because I get the feeling there’s something she isn’t saying. “Do I need to involve—”
“No. It’s me.” Now she’s petulant, almost looks close to stomping her feet, and I’ve never seen her so out of sorts. Like she…
“Do you like—”
“I’m coming in,” Malcolm calls out through the door a second before barging in. His eyes fall on me immediately, hungry and calculating. “Aurora, we need a moment before the ceremony. Please find Casper and let him know I’ll be down soon.”
For a second, I shift my stare toward her and see that she’s fluffing her hair a bit. “Of course. Just behave, kiddos. Leave the fun stuff for the after…”
The second the door clicks behind her, he’s on me. Turning me around to face the vanity, he lowers my zipper carefully and then pulls the dress down. Lets the expensive gown pool at my feet as he takes in my nakedness.
“No panties, Twirl. Such a beautiful little slut.” His filthy words cause a moan to slip from my lips, for my thighs to rub together. The way he’s looking at me. How hungry he is…
“Your slut. All yours.”
He hums in the back of his throat as two fingers slide over my slit, rubbing my clit in firm strokes. “He likes her, you know. Acting a bit like me when I met you.”
“Fuck, I know. She’s interested.” It’s a whimper. A plea for more. “I’ll hook them up later.”
“Much later,” Malcolm growls out, burying two fingers deep as my body bows into the pleasure. They move in and out of me at a face past, bringing me close to the edge so fast my knees almost give out. “Hold onto the edge, sweetheart. This is going to be rough and fast.”
My knuckles dig into the edge of the counter, trembling as he lowers his zipper. The bulbous tip skims my opening and I clench, needing him inside. “Please, Mr. Asher. Take care of the ache you…fuck!”
He slams in, grabbing my hips to hold me up as I begin to fall forward. His hips are punishing, taking me with fast strokes. “Quiet, London. You don’t want the priest to hear your moans. How much of a dirty little girl you are.”
I nod, hearing the threat in his voice.
My Malcolm is possessive of me.
