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I nodded, he wiped at my eyes. “You’ll always be the pepper to my salt,” I said.
His face went blank and then he tilted his head back and laughed out loud. The sound brought a fresh wave of tears because it had been so long since I heard him sound so carefree. “My best friend, always just a little left of center,” he teased, rubbing a strand of my hair between his fingers. “And I wouldn’t want her any other way.” He offered me his arm. “Are you ready?”
In answer, I slid my arm through his.
Cooper and Max were waiting at the back door. Just beyond my new vegetable garden, chairs were setup on the grass. Everyone we loved was there: Natalie and Liam, Killian’s parents, the deputies, Detective Donnelly, even Damian, Thea, Edie and Annabeth had made the trip. We stepped onto the deck and down the steps. Cisco and Lady, bluebells weaved through her mane, were off to the side. My eyes sought and found Killian. Standing by the minister, dressed in black, his tie the color of his eyes. It had been a long and hard road, but seeing him at the end of it…I’d go through it all again.
The music started, and my past walked me to my future.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
killian
He held herhands over her head, driving into her with hard, deep thrusts. She moaned, her legs tightened around him, her back ached as she moved into his rhythm. His mouth closed over hers, his tongue pushing between her lips. She moaned again; he caught it. Fingering her clit, her body writhed, she groaned, came on a scream that he swallowed. He kept up the pace, drawing out the pleasure, before he lifted her hips, driving into her harder and faster, until her pussy gripped his cock; he stilled and came on a growl. He cupped the back of her neck, her pussy still milking his cock, and kissed her again, deeper.
Seeing her coming down the aisle to him. The image was burned into his mind and his heart. He thought he knew love, but seeing her, walking to him, minutes from binding her life to his, fuck. He wasn’t one for tears, but he’d been damn close to losing a few.
He’d called in his marker, asked Brock to walk her down the aisle, because he knew how much that would mean to her. He was the only one who could. He hadn’t needed to call the marker because Brock wanted the honor. It was Killian’s way of welcoming him to the family. And fuck but he was getting sentimental.
His blue eyes found green ones. “Wife.”
He pulled his cock free and looked down at his bride, her legs spread wide, her pussy wet, her dress around her waist, the halter top down, and her breasts free. Fuck, he wanted a picture, so he pulled out his phone and took one. Her eyes went wide before they warmed, a mischievous smile curved her lips
“There are a few of you I want.”
He answered by kissing her again.
As soon as they said I do, he swept her off her feet, put her on Lady’s back, climbed on Cisco and rode off. The horses were grazing in the distance, the dogs were playing, and he had his bride, naked and under him. Best day of his life.
They had a houseful of guests; they’d need to head back soon, but he wanted the start of the rest of their lives to be memorable. Her soft eyes told him she had no arguments.
“I love you, Husband.”
“Not as much as I love you, Wife.”
Her head turned, she looked in the distance. “I wish we could stay here for the rest of the day.”
“We can,” he said, warming up to the idea.
She met his eyes. “We can’t, not today, but we have every day for the rest of our lives.”
Yeah, they did. He reached for the blanket to clean her, but she closed her legs. “Leave it. I want to feel you.”
His eyes went dark, possession whipped through him again. He pulled her up, kissed her hard, before he cupped her breasts, pulled a nipple into his mouth, moaned, then reached for the strings and tied them. “Love this fucking dress.”
“I had you in mind when I designed it.”
He’d brought a blanket, but she still had grass in her hair. Didn’t take a genius to know what they were doing, but he picked the strands out. Her head jerked around. “No one else can hear that?”
“Hear what?”
Her eyes found his. “You seriously don’t hear it?”
“Don’t know cause you haven’t told me what yet.”
“The turkey.”
He listened, but only heard the dogs. “Don’t hear it, Baby.”
