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“Marry me,piccola bellezza,” I growled.
She paused and blinked up at me and I almost laughed at how fucking surprised she looked. She licked her lips as if considering my words, even though I hadn’t made it sound like a question. Because it wasn’t.
“I’d love to marry you,” she breathed out and joy burst inside of me like a rose blooming.
I slipped my ring on her finger and then told her she only had a few months to plan the wedding. I thought she was going to fall off the bed when I said those words, but I reassured her, “Daisy and the rest of the women are more than willing and able to help. Money isn’t a problem and will ensure that you have the wedding you’ve always wanted.”
“As long as you’re there I’ll be happy,” she tried to hedge. I stared at her until she admitted softly, “I’ve always wanted to feel like a princess on my wedding day.”
I don’t know what it will all look like, but I know my woman has been floating while planning everything. If she wants to feel like a princess, then it’s what I want for her too. I can’t wait to see her coming toward me before she becomes Mrs. Vitale.
As I take my place in front of our friends and family, I look out across the seats and feel gratitude fill me. We might not be the family for everyone, but we stand next to each other, and we ensure we are safe and happy. I’m proud to be part of the Agosti family and could never express how glad I am that Marigold is part of it.
When the music changes and Marigold, on the arm of Marcus, stands at the end of the aisle, I forget how to breathe. My little beauty is stunning. Her dress has a full skirt and the top cuts across her chest, showing the tops of her breasts as fabric drapes down around her arms instead of sleeves. Her dress isn’t white, it’s a pale yellow which looks stunning against her skin and looks almost like spun gold. I love the little tendrils of hair that frame her face and how some of her hair is flowing down her back.
She deserves so much more than me, I know it, but that’s not going to stop me from ensuring this woman always remains my princess, just like she is today.
The ceremony is a blur, but we both say our vows, promises which we will keep and protect for the rest of our lives. Everything comes into sharp focus when I’m given the green light to kiss my bride and my lips tilt into a wide grin.
My bride.
I dip my woman and kiss Marigold hard, loving the way she trusts me and gives herself over to me. “I love you, my Marigold,” I whisper against her lips.
I feel the way her lips curve into a smile against mine. “I love you too, my Sergio.”
I lead her down the aisle quickly, needing to find a room where we can be alone before I lose my fucking mind. She giggles next to me, her gray eyes alight with naughty knowing as she teases me, “Where are we going?”
“Somewhere I can bury my cock inside of you and fill you with my cum,” I grunt.
“People are waiting for us,” she tries to reason with me, but my cock is throbbing, and I won’t be deterred from my mission.
It takes me a few minutes too long, but then I find the room where she must have gotten ready for the day. I turn and press against her back while nipping at her earlobe.
“Hands on the vanity,” I command.
When she does, I tackle the layers of her skirt, lifting it and moving it out of the way. When I find she’s not wearing anypanties, I groan and practically rip the button and zipper from of my pants in the effort to release my cock.
I glide the tip of my cock up and down her drenched slit before slamming deep inside of her, making both of us moan at the sensation. “Fuck,” I bark out. “This is going to be dirty and fast, my little beauty,” I rasp.
“Please, Sergio,” she whimpers, and it breaks the last of my control.
I start hammering into her over and over, both of us chasing what we need. What we’ll always need. She’s my everything and I would go up against anyone who means to do her harm. I would sell my soul for her and never think twice about it.
The sounds of our flesh slapping together is loud in the small room and I feel her walls flutter around my length causing me to almost sigh in relief. I’m on edge and I need her to come with me; I’m not going to be able to hold off for long.
“I’m going to,” her words get cut off as I slam deep inside of her hard and she lets out a long, loud moan as her orgasm overtakes her.
Her wet walls squeeze me and just like the first time I met her, I’m powerless against the hold this woman has on me. I plant myself deep and let go, filling her with my cum and hoping this is the time my seed takes root and grows.
Even if it isn’t, we have time. I know it, but I can’t wait until my beauty is round with my child. That is the kind of chaos I’ll welcome, and I know she’ll be the serene center of our family for the rest of her life.
I can’t fucking wait.
