At the mention of another wedding and Matt’s eminent departure, Margot perked up. “He’s getting married. To her.” She groaned as she flopped back down onto the mattress and curled into Adam’s warmth. “Wait a minute. What do you mean you’re going back to Santa Fe this afternoon?”
“I’ve done what I came to do and need to get back to my job. And my mate needs to get settled in her new home, but first we have to get married.”
“I’m sure her parents have something to say about this,” Adam offered as he stretched then sat up. “Look at the bright side, sweet baby, Leigh will be in New Mexico and can’t attack you anymore.”
“But she’ll be my sister-in-law,” Margot whined as she rolled onto her stomach and buried her head into her pillow.
“And he’s my brother-in-law. Don’t worry, I think he’ll be able to keep her under control. He seems like the only one who can. Now get up and put on a pretty dress for your brother’s wedding.” Adam stroked a hand down her spine and then popped one ass cheek.
“Are you two out of bed yet?” Matt called from behind the door.
Adam rolled from the bed then scooped her into his arms. “Don’t worry, we’ll be ready. Could you have someone bring up some coffee?”
“There’s a tray right here,” Matt said rattling the doorknob. “Open up and it’s yours.”
Margot squeaked and struggled to be released when Adam turned toward the door. “Put me down. I don’t want him to see me like this,” she protested.
Adam relented and as soon as Margot’s feet hit the floor, she took off for the bathroom. She took a quick shower and by the time she dried off, Adam was there with a mug of her favorite tea waiting.
Hand in hand, they walked out of their room and downstairs thirty-five minutes later. Matt and Leigh were standing in the middle of the foyer locked in each other’s arms and kissing like the end of the world was eminent.
Matt was dressed in his black boots, black slacks, and a white dress shirt. Leigh was wearing the black shirt she’d ended the evening before in. Margot averted her eyes when she realized Matt had pulled the back of the shirt up and was cupping her bare ass in his hands. It took a moment to realize her skin was a dark pink, as if she’d received quite a spanking at some point in the last dozen hours or so.
“Excuse us, we’ll just go on into the kitchen to wait for you. The couch in the living room is quite comfortable for what you’re leading up to,” Adam said with a dark chuckle as he turned Margot toward the hall leading to the back of the house.
“Thanks, but we’ll wait until later,” Matt said, breaking the kiss but not releasing his woman when she made a whining sound at being denied completion.
When she struggled, trying to break his hold on her, he simply tightened his grip until she yelped with pain.
Margot tried to turn back, but Adam wrapped his arm around her. “Leave them be,” he ordered in a soft tone.
“But he’s hurting her,” she argued.
“No, he’s disciplining her. Something I think Leigh will need a lot of in the days to come. Didn’t you know he was a Dominant male?”
Margot shook her head. “Must be something he forgot to tell me. Like the fact that he was a shape-shifter. Wonder what other tidbits of information he’s never shared.”
“Well, I like my women submissive but feisty, and I like my bacon cooked about ten seconds from charcoal,” Matt snarked as he and Leigh caught up with them.
“Sounds like you got your wish in the woman department. The bacon we’ll have Mrs. Nicholas work on.”
“Maybe next time. Right now we need to stop by Leigh’s house so I can pick out the dress she’ll be wearing and so she can pick up what she needs to take with her this afternoon.”
Adam looked thoughtful for a moment. “Why don’t you wait until tomorrow morning to leave and we can give you a ride home? Santa Fe’s on our way.”
“On our way where?” Margot asked, once again feeling like Alice who fell down the rabbit hole. Could they just hop on a jet and fly away? Didn’t such a thing take planning and reservation and schedules?
“New Zealand. We’re going on our honeymoon to one of the few places in the world that doesn’t give a flying fig about who I am. After that, maybe we’ll hit Australia and Fiji on the way home. If that pleases my lady, that is?”
Margot threw herself at him and began kissing every inch of skin she could reach. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she clung like a kudzu vine. “That pleases me very much,” she said before finding his lips and kissing him with every ounce of renewed passion she had left in her body.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cooper McKenzie always thought she had been born a hundred years too late, but appreciates air conditioning, computers, and other conveniences of modern day living. She enjoys the slower pace of New Bern, North Carolina, as well as the history and small town community found there. In addition to dreaming up her next story, Cooper enjoys reading everything except scary books, singing in her church choir, and needle-weaving.
Also by Cooper McKenzie
Their Dream Weaver 1: Claiming Their Dream Weaver
Their Dream Weaver 2: Loving Their Dream Weaver
Their Dream Weaver 3: Marrying Their Dream Weaver
The Billionaire’s Mate (Siren Publishing Classic)
The Soldier’s Mate (Prequel to The Billionaire’s Mate)
Club Esoteria 1: His Sub’s Submissive
Club Esoteria 2: Caught by the Master (Siren Publishing Classic)
Club Esoteria 3: Minding Mistress
The Color of Sex
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