by Piper Stone
“What?”
Her smile was laced with mischief. “Ask. Me. If you do, I’ll say yes.”
For all the years I’d spent hating everything and everyone, including myself, it was at that moment I understood the power of forgiveness. I also understood the power of love.
As I pulled back, dropping to one knee, tears formed in my eyes. “Ms. Alessandra Toro, will you do the honor of becoming my wife?”
“Yes.”
* * *
Alessandra
Love.
The four little letters, the single syllable held more meaning than any in the dictionary. The power and force of such an incredible feeling more electrifying than desire, more intense than need.
Although I felt all three when I was with Gabriel. Every night. Every day.
Every moment.
Passion.
Lust.
Both entirely insatiable.
He became my night and day, my breath and life, my very soul.
As I stood on the grassy knoll on the beautiful Ireland shore, the sky a perfect shade of blue, the clouds fluffy and white, I’d never felt a stronger emotion. While the group of guests was small, including Gabriel’s family and a few close friends, the support and joy was more than I could have hoped for.
On our wedding day.
I’d seen such tremendous change in the Gabriel since the horrible experience we’d been forced to go through. Gone was the heavy burden he’d carried for so many years, although I knew he would carry some level of guilt for the rest of his life. He was truly an honorable man. If only he would believe in himself.
The joy of seeing him with his family had been a true gift, a reminder that the spirit could never be completely crushed.
Not if you had a heart of gold.
He remained a combination of darkness and light, a man capable of extreme passion and utter brutality, but he’d also been set free from his self-imposed prison.
Would he remain dominating, requiring my full obedience?
Would he chain me to the bed at night, ravaging my body for hours?
Would he take me in any location he so desired?
I could only hope so.
I studied him, his face glowing even though his jaw was clenched. This time there was no formal suits, no long wedding dress. There was no need. As the minister brought our hands together, a rush of intense heat created a wetness between my legs.
I couldn’t wait for my wedding night.
“Alessandra. You are my light and my life, a woman capable of awakening my very heart and soul. I promise to honor and cherish you until time stands still, until the waters of the ocean are no more, and the skies no longer hold the sun. I love you with everything I am capable of as a man. You are my shining star and my salvation.”
As I held his hands, I could feel the basking warmth of the sun shining down, as if giving us a blessing, breaking the ugly curse.
“Gabriel,” I struggled, tears flowing down my cheeks. “You are the man who showed me courage and strength, love and honor. You are my protector and my soulmate, the only man I want to wake up to for the rest of my life. I love you in ways that no one could understand for you have given me your heart.”
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Those whom God has put together, let no man put asunder.”
Gabriel gathered me into his arms, lifting my chin with a single finger before pressing his lips against mine.
As the doves were released, their beautiful sounds floating around us, I was finally at peace, ready to share a future.
With the man I loved.
* * *
As the afternoon sun moved into darkness, he carried me up the set of stairs leading to our bedroom. Gone was the hindrance of locks and separation, the feeling of being caged. Instead, I felt the glory of being in his arms. He was no longer horrified for me to touch his face, to stroke his scars that had been created on lies and secrets.
He eased me down onto the floor, the warm glow of the single light sweeping over the white rose petal-covered bed. The look on his face was carnal, a man ready to devour his prize. The word no longer taunted me. I was thankful to be his possession.
His obsession.
“You are so damn beautiful,” he whispered as he cupped both sides of my face, lowering his head very slowly. “My lovely bride.”
“My husband.” I rose onto my tiptoes, pressing my lips against his.
There was no holding back, the man capturing my mouth, sliding his tongue between my lips and drinking in my essence. His scent filled my nostrils, creating a wave of tingles, my nipples aching to be released.
He yanked me against his chest, sliding his hand down and gripping my bottom. As our tongues entwined, the taste of him tangy yet sweet, my pussy quivered at the thought of having him buried deep inside. I wanted all of him, every inch. I craved his rough hands taking me, driving me to the point of madness. I longed to have his mouth on my wetness, his tongue driving into the very core of me.
The kiss became a passionate roar, growls erupting from his throat as he ground his hips against me. His cock was hard and throbbing, much like the rapid beating of his heart. He dug his fingers into my cheek, holding me so tightly I became lightheaded, desire ripping through me.
Electricity shot through every cell and muscle, stealing what was left of my breath. And when he broke the kiss, he wasted no time sliding the dress from my shoulders, watching in awe as it fell to the floor. His shoulders heaved in appreciation, his mouth twisting as he wrapped a single finger around the thin elastic of my thong, ripping the lace from my body with ease.
I stood naked in front of him, my hunger knowing no bounds, yet he forced me to wait, brushing the tip of his finger around my lips then down my chin to my chest, sliding it between my breasts. I could smell his desire, the powerful scent that encapsulated the rugged man. Still as dangerous. Still as breathtaking.
And all mine.
He took a step back, dragging his finger across his lips before peeling off his shirt, tossing it to the side. When he was fully undressed, he guided me to the bed, easing me down and crawling on top. Hunkering over, he swirled his tongue around my nipple, his guttural sounds a reminder that he was truly a beast, a man taking what he wanted.
I closed my eyes as he toyed with me, sliding his mouth to my other breast, pinching my nipple savagely.
“You’re still a very bad girl,” he whispered, blowing hot air across my sensitive skin.
“Always.”
“I can see we’re going to have to do something about that.” As he twisted my hardened bud, a flash of pain washed into me, the sensations even more dazzling than before.
“Oh. Oh!” I arched my back, opening my legs as wide as possible, bending my knees in a blatant invitation.
He eased back, his gaze falling to my glistening pussy. “I will feast on you for hours.”
“Mmm... Yes. Sir.”
A laugh pushed up from his diaphragm, the husky sound sending vibrations dancing into my legs. He trailed his fingers down my stomach, allowing a single finger to swirl around my bellybutton before easing it ever so slowly across my swollen clit. “So wet.”
“Fuck me. Please.” My whisper was hoarse, almost inaudible. I reached out for him, placing my palms against his chest.
He threw his head back and roared before dipping his head, dragging his tongue up and down the length of my pussy.
I was thrown into complete bliss, lifting my legs higher, opening them wider. Shivering, I held my knees as he licked me, tossing his head back and forth as he drove his tongue deep inside. Lights flashed in front of my eyes, the dazzling hues so vibrant. “Oh, yes. Oh...”
Gabriel thrust several fingers inside my pussy, plunging in hard and fast. He licked brutally, his animalistic sounds floating into the air as his entire body shook.
When he slid his fingers down the crack of my ass, his slight hesitation was followed by a series of growls. “You forgot something, my sweet
and special wife. You disobeyed me again. Another infraction. Very bad girl. You’re going to get one hell of a spanking, but not until I’ve ravaged your body.” As he crawled over me, his eyes shimmering with lust, I knew I was the luckiest girl alive.
Every action concentrated, he slid the tip of his cock just inside my pussy, staring down at me, his upper lip curling.
He drove his cock past my swollen folds, spreading my aching muscles. Filling me. Ravaging me. I wrapped my legs around him, sliding my hands up his massive arms, savoring the feel of his heated skin against my fingers, the way his thick shaft drove me to ecstasy.
Together we were as one. I’d never felt so loved; a man capable of raw passion yet sweet caresses.
“You are all mine. To take. To use. To fuck. To discipline. No one will dare try and take you away from me again.”
I’d once felt like a prisoner in a cage, a woman incapable of being loved. On this beautiful night in a faraway land, I’d become his princess.
And his salvation.
Who said that fairytales couldn’t come true?
The End
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