Keeping Their Love (Griffin Brothers #7)

by Crystal Perkins

  “This pregnancy has made me so fucking horny. All I want to do every time I see you is tear your clothes off.”

  “It’s okay for us to—“

  “Yes. God yes.”

  “Then tear away.”

  Buttons are flying as she rips my shirt open, and I almost come with how hot it is. How hot she is. I help her with my pants as she pulls her thong off and throws it to the side. I try to take her dress off, but she pushes my hands away. “Later. I need you now.”

  I laugh as I pull her on top of me on the bed. The lingerie is forgotten, and so is all the rest of the romance, as she rides me hard. I let her take her pleasure, and then I’m getting mine. I only take her two more times that night because the mother of my child needs her sleep, whether she wants it or not.

  When we get back to the hotel in the morning, I move her bags into my room, and Ollie gives me my Valentine’s Day presents. And I know that she meant it when she said that she didn’t doubt me. There’s a baseball cap, t-shirt, and hoodie that all have an “F. D.” on the front inside a shield like Superman, and say “Best Future Dad Ever” on the back. She also got me another signed hockey stick for the collection that’s growing in my home office.

  I take out the box I bought Thursday. We weren’t talking, but I knew I wanted it for her. She opens the box and starts crying. “Luke, you got this for me even though you were mad at me?”

  “Yeah. We’re going to get mad at each other. It happens. But you’re my baby’s mom, no matter what.”

  I help her put on the necklace, which is silver and has a mother and child reaching for each other, with a ruby heart below them. “I love it, Luke. Thank you.”

  “No. Thank you. For carrying my child and protecting him, even when you thought you might need to protect him from me.”

  “I never really thought that.”

  “I know. Just another thing for me to thank you for.”

  I take her into the Disneyland for a Dole Whip because she says she really wants one. We browse the shops at both parks and buy pretty much every baby item we see. When it’s time for her to start getting ready for the wedding, I kiss her softly and remind her that I’ll always love her. Because I will.

  Chapter 10

  Miles

  This is it. The day I’ve wanted and hoped for since I was eighteen. Alex is about to walk down the aisle and become my wife. At Disneyland. The only place that would’ve been better is Disney World, but the travel time would’ve eaten up too much of our time. This is the first place we spent time at as a real couple, so it’s a great substitute.

  Alex has been with my mom and Rose all day, while I’ve been hanging out with my brother, Matt, and his friends Aiden and Nate. None of them are even close to having a steady girlfriend so it worked out perfectly for me. We rode all the roller coasters multiple times. The only thing that would’ve made the day better would’ve been if I could’ve woken up with Alex by my side and spent the day with her. She insisted on being traditional, though, and as history has shown, I’ll do pretty much anything for her.

  I’m standing at the entrance to Sleeping Beauty’s Castle with Matt, Aiden, Nate, Zane Wilson, and the Griffin brothers beside me when Cinderella’s Coach pulls up. The door doesn’t open, and all I can see is Rose. Yasmin, Chloe, Candi, Olivia, Quinn, Erika, and Sam walk down the aisle in their dark turquoise beaded gowns first. The coach door opens and Maggie, my Mom and my Gram help Hope, Erin, and Dave out. The girls flank Dave and start down the aisle, tossing white rose petals in the air. We’re all laughing at how cute they are. But then things turn serious, for me at least.

  Rose gets out of the coach and walks down the aisle, then Gary helps Alex out. She’s so beautiful that I almost fall to my knees right then and there. Her wedding dress is sheer with lace over her shoulders and breasts. It has a full beaded skirt that skims the ground. She has a tiara on with a long veil attached. Her bouquet is white roses tied with thick turquoise ribbon.

  She takes Gary’s arm on one side and Mom’s on the other. My Gram and Maggie walk beside them. This is what she wanted, both her family, and mine, because they’ve all been an important part of her life, and are perfect stand-ins for her parents.

  We smile at each other as she walks to me. I want to rush over to her, but I don’t. I know she’ll want me to wait for her. I’d wait forever for her if that’s what she needed. Thankfully, she’s by my side in less than a minute. Alex give her bouquet to Rose, and then I take her hands in mine.

  We chose traditional vows, but also wanted to say one thing to each other that expresses how we feel about each other. “I’ve always felt free to be happy when I’m with you. Both when I was younger and now. Thank you for that,” she tells me, as she tears up.

  “I’m much more me when I am with you. You set me free.”

  We both have tears falling down our cheeks as we’re pronounced man and wife. I’m not ashamed. Because real men do cry. I kiss her when I’m told I can, pouring all my love and gratitude into that press of lips. I feel it right back from her.

  We break apart because we know we have to, but we don’t let go of each other. Everyone’s clapping, and we turn to smile at them before heading through the castle to the other side. The tables are all set up next to her ride, and I’m glad I have at least a couple small surprises for her. After we pose for pictures with everyone, I tell them that we need to go for a quick ride, but we’ll be back soon.

  “We get to go in our own boat?” Alex asks, her eyes lighting up.

  “Yeah. I wanted to do something else, but I couldn’t.”

  “This is perfect.”

  We get into our boat and she holds my arm tight as we hear the music. It’s so freaking cute how excited she gets. She’s only been on this ride around a thousand times. This is definitely the best time, though. Because I can kiss her freely. Which I do. We pause so she can look at those crazy dolls every once in a while, but we get plenty of kissing in. The ride’s over too soon, and I help her out of the boat.

  We rejoin everyone and go to sit at our little table for two. Alex gasps when she sees the balloon with the message attached to it, just like in her high school. I called her old school and made a donation in exchange for an authentic one. I wrote the same thing I said to her at the altar on the paper. I also got her a big heart full of chocolates, and a little cheap necklace like she described to me. That was probably the hardest thing to find, but I did it.

  “It’s perfect, Miles. All of it is perfect. Thank you.”

  “I’d do anything for you, Xandy. I want you to know that,” I tell her as I put the necklace on her.

  Minnie and Mickey make an appearance during dinner, which thrills the kids. And us. Who am I kidding? We love taking wedding pictures with them. We cut the beautiful Disney themed cake and feed it to each other before hitting the dance floor. We share our first dance to “You Are in Love” by Taylor Swift. After, Alex dances with Gary and her uncles, and then it’s my turn with my Mom.

  “I’m so happy for you, Miles.”

  “Thanks, Mom. I’m happy, too. I’d be happier if you stopped ignoring John.”

  “Miles!”

  “What? He likes you. And I think you like him. You need to go for it.”

  “He is nice.”

  “And you both live in Chicago.”

  The song ends and before she can stop me, I walk over and hand her off to John. “Thanks, Miles.”

  “Just treat her well, and we’ll be good.”

  “Not a problem.”

  “That was sweet of you, King,” my wife tells me when I have her back in my arms.

  “They’d be good together, Xandy. Not as good as us, of course.”

  “Of course.”

  “I love you, Mr. Corrigan.”

  “And I love you, Mrs. Corrigan.”

  We eat our cake and dance some more. Alex tosses her bouquet, and we’re all a little shocked when Stella catches it. Aiden catches the garter, but after a glance at Ellie,
opts to put it on Stella’s arm and not her thigh. Smart man. We make our getaway soon after, and I’m surprised when Alex steers me away from the front of the park.

  “Where are we going?”

  “Our room.”

  “Is that way,” I say pointing behind us.

  “Not tonight.”

  I let her lead me to New Orleans Square, but stop her as she starts to climb upstairs. “We can’t go up there. Someone already has the room. I tried to get them to give it to me, but they wouldn’t. I’m sorry.”

  “They wouldn’t give it to you, because they’d already given it to me.”

  “What?”

  “I bought the room from them. They told me someone else called after. I figured it was you, especially when you came to me after and asked to change our wedding day.”

  “Wow.”

  “I would’ve told you, but I was a little nervous. I knew you’d really wanted this room the first time we were here and I was happy to get it for tonight. But then, when I knew you’d tried, I felt bad for taking it from you.”

  “You didn’t take it, you’re sharing it with me. I kind of like that you outsmarted me and got it first.”

  “Yeah? So I don’t have to do anything else?” she asks as she leans towards me on the stairs.

  “Oh, did you have something else you wanted to do?” I ask, leaning the rest of the way so that our lips are almost touching.

  “I was thinking of doing you, actually.”

  “Well, that’s definitely going to happen.”

  I close the distance and kiss her hard as I pick her up to carry her the last few steps. I walk inside the bedroom and stand her in front of the bed. We have to get this dress off of her before we do anything else.

  She reaches behind her to undo the button in the middle of her shoulders. I reach over and push it off until the material is gathered at her waist. She’s braless and I almost come at the sight of her naked breasts above her bunched up dress, while her veil still hangs down her back. I unzip her skirt and hold it as she steps out. A garter belt and stockings are all that’s under there, and I think she’s trying to kill me.

  “You have too many clothes on, King.”

  I lay her dress on the bench at the end of the bed and reach up to take off her crown and veil. “You’re up first. So my clothes can stay on.”

  “I feel like I should protest the fact that you’re not giving me a choice, but since I know I’m going to love whatever you have planned for me, I won’t.”

  “You will,” I assure her as I move her to the edge of the canopy bed.

  I move the ottoman over and spread her legs for me, placing her hands behind her. She knows she needs to leave them there. I decide to leave the belt on. Seeing it frame her lips and pussy makes me want to beg her to wear one every day. I’ll ask her later. Right now I have a mission to accomplish.

  I lean over and touch the tip of my tongue to her. She jerks back as I smile. I continue to tease her with tiny licks and barely there kisses until she’s moving her hips forward, begging me with her body for more. She hasn’t begged me with her mouth yet, even though she knows she has to if she wants more. She gives in more often than not, but I can see tonight is going to be a “not.”

  Maybe she thinks that since it’s our wedding night, I should let go of my dominant tendencies. She’s probably right, but knowing that she’s officially mine is bringing out even more of my alpha nature than usual. I need her to beg. At least this time. So I continue torturing us both for several more minutes.

  “Miles, please. You win. Please.”

  Her words jar me even though I was waiting for them, and I sit back to look up at her, feeling like the ass that I am. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have made you do that tonight. I knew I shouldn’t, but…”

  “You needed me to beg. I know. It’s okay. Just this once tonight though, okay?”

  I nod, and devour her the way she wants me to. I take longer licks, include some teeth when I kiss her, and suck hard. I also add my fingers to the mix, stroking her in the way I know she loves. When I glance up, she’s pinching her nipples with her head thrown back. I suck her hard, while flicking my tongue out over her clit until she screams. I continue to lick her lightly until she stops fucking my face, and then I stand.

  “You get a few minutes to rest while I get the tub ready for us.”

  “Yes, please. And thank you.”

  “Anytime, Xandy. Anytime.”

  I get the Jacuzzi going and undress. She comes up behind me and hugs me from behind. “I love this bathtub.”

  It is pretty spectacular. Set into an alcove, the walls glow with starlight made by technology, and there’s even a stained glass window. I turn around to pick her up and lift her into the water. I climb between the two pillars to join her in the bubbling water, but she stops me.

  “Sit on the ledge, King. It’s my turn.”

  No sane man says no to a blow job from his hot wife. And I like to think that I’m sane, so I do as she asks. Watching her suck me into that luscious mouth of hers while water is bubbling over her breasts is one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen in my life. I’d like to say I lasted a little while, but I was so keyed up already that it only took a couple minutes. I more than made up for it later.

  Chapter 11

  Ryan

  We’re heading to the private patio of the Dream Suite Alex and Miles slept in last night. Or didn’t sleep in. I really can’t think about that, though. She may be married, but she’s still my niece. They’re hosting us for an early breakfast before the parks open. I’m anxious to see my brothers and find out how their plans went.

  We focused on the wedding and having fun, so we didn’t talk much last night. Olivia sat on Luke’s lap for most of the night, so it looks like they’ll be okay. And everyone else looked happy too. I still want details about everyone’s plans, though.

  “Rides?” Erin asks me.

  “Breakfast first, Eri. Then rides.”

  “Okey-dokey.”

  I look at Chloe and she shrugs. I’m pretty sure neither one of us has ever said that before, but whatever. I can go with the flow. Sometimes.

  We walk into the courtyard to see a full buffet set up. Stella and Darcy are there, and we greet them warmly. Chloe thanked them both over and over again last night, but she does it again. I thank them again, too.

  “Thanks,” Erin says to them both.

  “What are you thanking us for, Erin?” Stella asks, kneeling down next to her.

  “You made Mommy and Daddy happy.”

  “They sure did,” I agree.

  “It was our pleasure,” Darcy tells us all.

  Chloe gives them all the details about the dresses and fabrics she chose while I get my little love some Mickey waffles and eggs. I sit her in one of the high chairs at the table, and help her eat. She even feeds me a bite or two. If anyone would’ve told me a few years ago that I’d be married to the love of my life with a beautiful daughter, I’d have laughed at them. I thought Chloe and I were over. Now I can’t imagine ever trying to live without her again. I know I couldn’t.

  “Go and grab yourself something, Ry,” Chloe tells me as she leans over to kiss my cheek.

  “Eri’s sharing with me, I’m good.”

  “Daddy, get more waffles, please.”

  “Sure thing, sweetie.”

  Chloe just shakes her head as I grab another small plate for my little girl. She smiles at me when she sees I brought a big plate for us, too. “Aww, we’re sharing too?”

  “No. Daddy shares with me.”

  This happens sometimes. Erin wants me all to herself. She loves Chloe, but she’s definitely a daddy’s girl. Which is more than fine with me. Except when she’s being mean to her mom.

  “Apologize to Mommy for being a brat. I can share with both of you.”

  “Sorry Mommy. I love you. Lots and lots. I share with you, too,” she says, holding out a piece of a waffle.

  Chloe takes it and pop
s it in her mouth. “Thanks. I love you too, Eri.”

  Zack and Ainsley Taylor arrive with Matt Corrigan and his friends, Aiden and Nate, a few minutes later. And then Scott, Yasmin, and Dave come through the door. They greet everyone, but I wave them over. I really want to know how their talk went.

  * * *

  Scott

  I walk into the after wedding breakfast happier than I’ve been in weeks because my wife is happy. You know how they say “Happy Wife, Happy Life?” Well, it’s true. At least in my case. Nothing makes me happier than seeing Yas smile.

  We greet Ainsley, Zack, and the guys from Corrigan before Ry calls us over. I know he’s anxious to hear how things went. We didn’t get to talk much last night. I assured him things were good, but I know he wants details.

  “Look Davey, Daddy’s sharing with me and Mommy,” Erin says as we walk up.

  “I want to share with Mommy,” my boy tells her.

  Of course he does. He loves us both, but Yas is definitely his favorite. I am more than okay with that since she’s my favorite person in the world, too. Chloe just looks at me and shakes her head. We’re used to being second.

  “Daddy can share with me, too,” Yas says.

  “But Mommy.”

  “Or I’ll just share with Daddy.”

  “Fine. But you love me best?”

  “Nope. I love you both best. I tell you that all the time, so you know that. Why are you being so mean to your Daddy?”

  “I love Daddy. You’re prettier, though. And you’re soft when you cuddle me.”

  “I totally agree with everything you just said, Buddy.”

  “You’re my best friend, Daddy. Okay?”

  “Yeah. That’s always okay.”

  He reaches out and takes my hand, before I can let the tears that have gathered in my eyes fall. “Let’s get food for Mommy.”

  We load our plates, and I carry them as Dave runs ahead and lifts his arms to Yas. She puts him in his high chair, and I take the seat next to her. She gives me a nice, long kiss before turning and kissing our little boy on the cheek.