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Now it’s my turn to blink in shock.
“So scared to say what,amhuirnín?” I murmur, stroking my knuckles along her cheekbone. She tips her head back, captures my gaze, and holds me there with her blue eyes.
“I love you so much, Niall. So much that it hurts to think about you not being in my life.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
MELLIE
Niall stares at me in shock after my declaration. He swallows roughly, reaching up with his hand and brushing feather-light fingertips over my cheekbones.
“Ye….” he pauses, swallowing again, “ye love me?”
Of course I do. Who else would I love? I nod as he lifts me by my thighs, gently placing me down on the countertop, sliding off my shorts and panties.
His eyes are locked on mine, unblinking, and his every movement is slow, deliberate, and tender. I can’t look away, and I don’t ever want to.
Niall tugs off his shirt, drops it on the floor, and reaches into his jeans. Pulling out his dick, he steps between my knees and edges my legs apart with his thighs as he smoothly slides into me.
What follows is the most intense sex I’ve ever experienced in my life. Slowly, unhurriedly,sensually, Niall makes love to me. There’s no other way to describe it.
Not once does he look away from my eyes, rocking in and out, his thumb slowly brushing against my clit until possibly the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced crashes over me. It feels like my whole body is shaking, and I can’t catch my breath. As I come, my pussy clenching down on him, he groans, whispers, and comes, while still staring dead in my eyes.
“I love ye, Mellie.”
Holy. Shit. That was…everything.
Slipping out of me, Niall gathers me into his arms, kissing me languidly while carrying me into the bedroom. Depositing me on the bed, he crawls beside me, laying on his side, looking down at me. He strokes my face softly while he smiles wondrously at me.
“Will ye marry me, Mellie?” he asks quietly, his fingers freezing on my face.
Blinking up at him, a lump forms in my throat. I don’t trust myself to speak, so I nod instead. His eyes light up, and he kisses my brow, stroking my face again.
“D’ye want a big, fancy wedding? Like Paddy and Lauren are planning?”
“No,” I whisper, finding my voice at last. “I don’t have anyone to invite. Just you.”
“D’ye….” he pauses, taking a deep breath. “D’ye want to get married right now?”
“Yes.”
His smile is like the sunrise.
Niall
Mellie giggles as she slides out of bed, padding into the bathroom to shower. I stare after her, the coverlet lying about my waist, a goofy grin on my face.
Mellie loves me, and we’re getting married. Today. The shower sounds, but I can’t get my arse out of bed. I want to stay here and savor this fucking moment for a while longer.
I’ve learned a lot today. Not just that Mellie loves me and wants to marry me, though they were two pretty amazing things to learn. I’ve also discovered that Mellie likes my Reaper voice. Really likes it. Jesus fuck does she like it.
My mouth waters, my sated dick hardening eagerly at the memory of her gush of wetness on my fingers when I used it, just for her. Of how quickly she came as I finger fucked her, talking to her in that voice, telling her some of the things I’ve always dreamed of doing to that luscious body.
I always knew Mellie was perfect, but I had no idea that she was perfectfor me. I was afraid of tainting her. I was worried that she would run away as fast as possible if she found out the true extent of my job and life. Not only has she not yet run for the hills, but she’s also marrying me.
If she stays away from buses after I’ve told her in my Reaper voice, I will have also discovered a new way to make Mellie do what is best for her.
The shower shuts off, and the hairdryer starts. I need to get up and get ready. Snagging my phone, I leave the bedroom, making my way through to the main bathroom. I can shower here and let Mellie have our space to get ready. She’s the bride, after all.
