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I stared back at him.

“Say what?”

He pecked at my lips a few more times. “Say it and I’ll give you what we all want, Darlin.”

“I’m yours,” I moaned as his dick bumped against my slickened clit.

I had missed Mason so much. Nothing would come between us ever again.

“Now and forever…”

He was a hot knife and my pussy was butter. I melted around him ready to come on his dick the second he slid into me. His teeth were a flash of white as he roared pounding into me.

“Fuck,” he rasped. “I’m never leaving your pussy again.”

I laughed, pushing him in closer. Our skin became slickened with sweat. Mason’s eyes were filled with such fire that I wanted to be consumed by it. Our hips were grinding into each other’s as if we’d never made love before.

“Harder, harder!” I began to chant into his ear, a soft whisper.

Mason became rooted inside of me, my walls clenching around all of him. The bars had created a tornado effect inside of my pussy; there was going to be a huge wet stain in the middle of his bed.

“I want you both to cum for me,” I whispered.

That sent both of us over the edge. Mason’s slicked dick started to throb inside of me as he came. My own pleasure mingling with his, as stars blossomed like lotus tea in hot water behind my eyes.

Forever.

Tomorrow we could discuss all the details, and figure our shit out. But for tonight, I would enjoy laying in bed with my dark prince.

Sleep eventually found us, and I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but in his arms.

Epilogue

Mason

Three weeks later…

The shadows felt like home. No matter where I was or who I was with. They were a part of me just like my dark entity. There was chatter on the head set in my ear as I surveyed the mid-November wedding ceremony in front of me. I’d tucked myself behind a pillar inside of the large church.

My nerves were on edge even though I had no reason to be.

Still, something clawed at me.

My senses were on high alert while my Corsican seemed to be taking a nap. Apparently, weddings bored him.

Behind the black sunglasses, I rolled my eyes.

Finally, my nerves settled down as music started up, announcing that the bride was proceeding down the aisle. The crowd that had been murmuring softened until there was nothing but a soft gentle wind and music. Her father, a big guy with a shiny bald head and a gold hoop in one ear was dabbing at his ear. Mr. Dutton was giving his daughter away to her future husband.

Brie Dutton had donned a very beautiful silk wedding gown, bearing her shoulders to the sunshine beating down. Sebastian stood at the front, a black and white tux molded to his body while his daughters Tia and Tessa stood with him. Behind them was a minister, dressed in a black officiating robe.

The bride reached her groom, and before her father handed her over. She kissed his cheek.

“I love you papa,” Brie smiled at her father who had started to weep uncontrollably. Brie’s mother, shaking her head had welcomed him into his seat.

The minister droned on and on. Finally, he got to the part everyone had been waiting for.

“And Sebastian David DeLuca, you promise to cherish this woman, to take her as your wife? Through sickness and in health, all the days of your life?” The minister asked, dabbing at his forehead. The man was sweating as if he were a hooker about to be baptized.

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