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I flip the lock. “It’s a good thing the door locks then.” The smile I give her is predatory, and she swallows hard.
I put a hand on her chin. “I can’t have you walking down the aisle in front of all these men without knowing that my come is dripping from your sweet little thighs.”
“There’s only one man I’ll have eyes for at that ceremony,” she quickly reassures me. The fluttering pulse, her dilated eyes, and her flushed cheeks all tell me that’s true. But there’s a beast inside of me that won’t be satisfied until he knows he’s marked her, claimed her as his own.
“Well, just in case you forget who you belong to, I’m going to fuck one more reminder into you,” I yank her towel down, so her beautiful body is exposed to me. Her tiny tits are heaving. Her nipples are already pointed, and I reach for one, rolling it in between my fingers.
She’s so damn beautiful when she’s aroused. She’s beautiful all the time. Especially when she’s aching for me, arching into my touch, and making that adorable mewling sound in the back of her throat. There’s something special, something sacred about being inside my woman.
I jerk on my sweatpants, so my cock springs free. The fucker has been hard for her all night. I thought it was going to kill me, sleeping away from her scent.
Putting my hands around her hips, I pick her up and impale her on my cock in one smooth motion.
She cries out, her hot pussy squeezing me so damn tight. She instantly begins grinding against me, searching for that magical release.
I bring my hand down on her perfect globes, smacking the tender flesh. I love the sound it makes and the red handprint it leaves behind. “We don’t spend nights apart anymore.”
I spank her again, making sure it’s sharp enough to drive my point home. I don’t plan to repeat this lesson. “You’ll be punished if you ever suggest it again.”
She cries out in ecstasy, nodding frantically as her hot little body works my cock. I reach for her clit and play with it, giving her what she needs. Then like that, she’s coming all over me and marking me as her man.
Her body milks mine, pulling my release from me in long, hot spurts.
When it’s over, I lay my forehead against hers and listen as both of us resume our normal breathing.
“Are you OK?” I ask softly. Sometimes, I worry that I’m too rough with her. But I’ve learned my girl likes it that way. She likes it when I manhandle her, when I take control and tell her how things are going to be.
“Perfect,” she whispers, her breath fanning my face. “But I think I need another shower.”
The doorbell rings, letting me know that our friends and family are arriving to celebrate our nuptials.
“I wasn’t teasing earlier,” I tell her as I slowly pull out of her body. I reach for the place between her thighs, rubbing my seed into her skin. “That’s the only way our male friends get to witness this. Otherwise, they’re all going to be blindfolded for the ceremony, so they can’t see how fucking delectable you look in that little white dress.”
I didn’t think it was possible, but her cheeks darken even more.
She glances up at me shyly. “OK.”
I pull my clothes back on my body. “I’ll let our friends and family in.”
“Yeah, you do that, and I’ll restart my heart,” she teases as she clutches at her chest.
I kiss her forehead before I leave the room. I’m the luckiest man in the world because today I get to marry my soulmate.
* * *
Mackenzie
I floatthrough the wedding preparations, feeling like I’m living in a dream world. Everything is perfect, exactly as I envisioned. I’m going to marry my mountain man right here in his big backyard where we’ve invited all of our friends and family to share this with us.
Ginger has turned the lawn into a magical fairytale land complete with twinkling lights draped over the Spanish moss and stone benches. Even though it’s October, the day is unseasonably warm, and I’m grateful for that.
Ginger has finished my makeup when there’s a rap on the guest bedroom door where we’ve been getting ready.
My dad waits until he’s been given permission then he enters the room. He stops short the moment he sees me. He swallows hard. “You look like your mother.”
I blink rapidly, trying not to mess up my mascara. “I miss her.”
“She’d love this,” he quietly reassures me as he pulls me in for a hug, careful not to crush my dress against his suit.
