We said our traditional vows. My voice loud, hers soft. The kiss was a bit too long, but goddamn, T was my wife, so I took my time.
Life started. I carried her down the aisle with my friends acting like fools with the hooting and hollering. We took a million pictures outside of the chapel. Ember seemed like a professional photographer as she made us pose. The night was upon us, and I had set aside a room in a fancy restaurant on the strip. T and I had plenty of champagne on the way, and she was even into it when the tourists made a fuss over us.
The evening was full. We joked and laughed and drank. Merck looked every inch the father of the groom, and Nix was treated like a celebrity because of his tats.
It was a beautiful night. I danced with my bride, slowly and infatuated.
We traded kisses and laughs. What a frigging night. One for the books. When we were all exhausted, it was time to take her back to our honeymoon suite. I hugged everyone. They all shared rooms, though Ember and Wardon had separate rooms. I knew Nix would enforce that. Ember was chilly to us, but thrilled for T, so I hoped that there was a softening there now. We needed Ember back in the fold.
When we got to the honeymoon suite, I had to press her against the door and kiss her while I slipped the key into the door. I carried her over the threshold, then set her down. She laughed when I finally turned her around to see our accommodations.
“Is this the fanciest room in Vegas, Havoc?” It had a 360-degree view of the lights. There was a pool in the center, a spa, and staircases twirling up either side of the giant space.
“Could be.” I had requested something ridiculous. Over the top. She deserved every single thing. I was just getting started with my wife.
Her white high heels made her a bit taller than usual, and I watched as she clacked across the expanse of the room. She reached up and pulled her veil out of her hair. It hadn’t been so long that it was in our way when we danced. Now it was on the marble. I watched as she took in the sights from our windows. I set the keys and my wallet on the table. I went to the bar and found the audio system. I hooked up my phone, and soon we had her favorite song cued up and in surround sound.
I watched as she looked at the pool.
Just a homeless girl and a hungry orphan living life. I was proud of us all of a sudden for making it.
T winked at me and then strolled over to the pool. She walked into it fully dressed.
“Damn!”
Once she was up to her hips, she dove in. I watched as she kicked off her heels and swam underwater to the other side, her dress flowing around her.
She popped up on the other side, laughing. After splashing in my direction, she dared me, “Come on in! The water’s great.”
Her wedding dress was pressed against her, and I could see her pink nipples through the fabric now that it was wet.
I pulled off my jacket and tie and hopped in from the side. I was able to pull her to me, still standing. Even in the deepest part, I could still touch the bottom.
She wrapped her legs around me. “Hey.”
“Hey, I’ve been thinking about this for hours with you.” I pushed the wet hair away from her face.
“Let’s see what that kind of mental prep gets me.” She bit her bottom lip.
I kissed her while I ran my hands up her sides. Then I found her zipper and pulled it down gently.
“You ruined your wedding dress,” I whispered into her ear.
She unbuttoned my tux shirt. “I was hoping we’d defile it.”
I had to look away while I beamed. Dirty T had to be my favorite. Because she was full of that for me. Surprises, dares, and temptation.
She put her hands on my face and pulled me back so she could kiss me some more. T eased my shirt from my shoulders and out of my pants. She explored my chest like it was the first time she’d seen it.
“All of this is mine.”
Victory in her eyes. We were winning this together. I helped her out of her dress so she was just swimming in a gorgeous bra and panty set and thigh high stockings.
“Oh, yes. This is…everything.”
I swung her around and walked her to the shallow end. There were two chairs covered in tile there. I silently thanked the designers, because I had a place to set her down while I undid my belt.
She arched her back and pulled in her legs, giving me a classic pose. I always looked at her wounds, remembering how much it hurt before I was given the chance to have her back.
I got out of my pants and boxer briefs as fast as I could. I was able to kneel next to her and kiss her while my hands felt all the uncovered skin. It was early in the morning, but we had all day, and I wasn’t about to rush it. My wife would have so many orgasms that we’d have to rehydrate even though we were sexing in a pool.
Eventually, I had to pay attention to her beautiful breasts. I pulled her toward me so I could unclasp her bra. She reached for me while I was working and grabbed two handfuls of my dick. I had to stop touching her for a minute and brace myself. She was so gorgeous. Having her like this was bringing me close just from her one touch.
“What the hell? You do things to me.” I let myself indulge in her devotion for a few heartbeats. I had to make her stop because I wasn’t coming for the first time with my wife in her hands.
I would be deep inside her with her screaming my name even if it killed me. I pulled away from her and lifted her from the seat, straddling it and setting her back down. Now my dick was between us, like it belonged. Her lips were captivating. How did they taste so perfect? I held her naughty damn arms by the wrists so I could take control again.
I put both wrists into one of my hands and inched her panties to the side with the other. I felt a little better when she almost exploded when I barely touched her clit. Her nipples peaked and her shoulders were covered with goose bumps. I knew it was a good time to slide in my index finger. I kissed her again, adding nips and then my tongue.
She was magnificent, her hair soaked and plastered on her neck and chest. Seeing her lusting for me would make me marry her eight more times today if I could. I added another finger and made sure my thumb pressed hard against her clit. My T let herself feel. Orgasm number one was a treasure. Her lips were redder, and her voice was hoarse from screaming my name. I let her have her hands so I could grab a handful of her beautiful breast.
Then she was on a mission. I was concerned for a moment that I didn’t have my lube in hand, but she shook her head.
“It’s good. I think I’ve acclimated to my husband’s cock.”
She swam off of me and motioned for me to join her in the shallow end on the underwater benches. The water was amazing. We were even more agile there.
T shimmied the rest of the way out of her panties. The underwater lights slowly changed color from blue to pink. I wasn’t sure how she would make it work, but she put my dick between her legs and eased down on it.
Once I was fully inside her, she sat back and put her hands in the air. “It’s all legal now, baby!”
Seeing this badass woman fist pump about having me fill her up was the goddamn best. When we tried to rock, we couldn’t get the friction we needed.
I knew I had to look crazy while I was frustrated by the lack of friction. I had enough of playing with her. I slid off the bench. Now, I could stand behind her and fully enter her. It was time. As a male, this was my job. I had to put it to her like she’d paid for it with her life. I thrust in and out of my bride and heard the results and felt the convulsions deep inside of her.
And then I felt the familiar heat. She tossed her head, and her wet hair slapped down on her back. Her ass was wonderful as I bounced off it.
I came inside her, hanging onto the sides of the bench. I went boneless and had to make sure she was okay before I slid back into the water. She rolled off the bench and reached her arms out to me.
“I love you.” The feeling overwhelmed me.
She came back to herself, softening her look of passion. She held out her hands to me. I
adjusted so we could lie next to each other on the lounge. Her leg snaked in between mine. The ceiling was painted with stars, and it had mini lights incorporated in it as well.
“I love you,” she responded.
The water lounge was lovely. There was room for us both. The stars above us reminded me of the parking lot when were teens. I watched as she used her finger to trace the Big and Little Dippers on the ceiling, so I knew she was thinking the same thing.
“We’ve come a long way.” The sheer opulence around us was overdone. It was designed to make us feel as rich as we possibly could. I loved it for her, even though I knew material things weren’t a vast part of her every day.
“It could take as much time as it wanted to, as long as we ended up here.” She patted the center of my chest. “Thank you for the lovely wedding.” She turned her head to look at me, and I kissed her forehead.
“My pleasure. I’ll marry you all you want.” I pulled her even closer to me. The lights in the pool softly changed to orange.
“It was sweet how happy Merck was.” She outlined some water droplets on my shoulder.
He had been delighted. Seeing him with Ember was a sweet treat as well. It was a great goddamn day. I thought about her mom again, and she leaned in and kissed my neck. “You did good. All of it.”
I felt like she was thinking of her mom again, too. I knew how to distract her. The lights changed to purple in the pool. “I’m pruning up in here. You want to take this celebration to another spot?”
I waved my hand and the expanse around us.
She got a deviously naughty look on her face, and I instantly wanted to hear what was going through her mind.
T whispered into my ear even though we were alone. “How about the balcony?”
I looked at her in mock surprise. “You want us to get our freak on outside?”
“Too much?” After she eased off the lounge, she used her wet hair to hide behind.
She looked like a coy Venus, naked in the pool.
“Hell no. I’ll make love to you on a jumbotron, whatever you want.” I stood and encircled her in my arms.
“Okay. I have a few outfits, though. I need to get ready. And dry up a little. Do you think there are two bathrooms here?”
I laughed. “Um, yes. Let’s explore.”
Our luggage had been delivered earlier, and it was in the foyer. I grabbed some towels by the stairs of the pool and we both swaddled up.
The exhaustion we should be feeling was not present. Seeing her happy and carefree made me almost as proud as being her husband. She and I should’ve done this much sooner.
I held her hand as we explored the suite. There were four bedrooms and three gorgeous master bathrooms. When we got back to the foyer, she kissed me and scrambled away from my hands. I didn’t want her gone, even for a few minutes.
But I could amuse myself if she insisted on wearing sexy lingerie. I walked into the suite the next floor up. I stayed naked because I knew how magnificent I was without clothes, and I made her happy.
Chapter 65
T
I rinsed off the saltwater from the pool in the shower. I couldn’t stop smiling. It was a beautiful day. The man I loved felt the same way about me. Maybe I could see the future when I was a kid, and I pictured this exact day.
I looked at my wedding band. It was engraved with a tiger. His had an owl that represented me. Luckily, Animal had connections, and a speedy wedding was easily achieved. I pulled on my tall, black thigh highs. The outfits I’d brought for this honeymoon night were sweet and sexy. This one, though, was like porn in cloth. I wanted to surprise him. Maybe every day of our lives, it would be great for him to find out something new.
Tonight, it would be the faux leather outfit. I turned in the mirror and ruffled my hair so it was damp but with a smidge of curl. I didn’t need new makeup. There was a bit of black smudged around my lashes that would do just fine. I gave myself a small spritz of perfume. The thong was crazy and the whole thing was crotchless. I really wanted to wow him.
When I came out, he was buck-naked standing on the balcony. There had been lights on before, but he must have turned them off. It was a great idea. As I walked out, he turned slowly.
I watched as his gaze went from my feet to my face, his smile tugging up as well.
“Damn, girl.” He twirled me around while touching all the skin I had available to him. My breasts weren’t covered by the corset piece, and he began touching me immediately.
“For you.” I ran my hands down his chest and ridges of his abs. I had the pleasure of watching him get hard for me.
“Lucky me.”
He started kissing me, grabbing handfuls of my ass while I pressed my chest against his. His dick was long enough that it was touching the underside of my breast.
I sank to my knees and considered it. If most dicks were a meal, he was Thanksgiving dinner. I grabbed his balls in one hand and started on him with my mouth, licking up the shaft and swirling my tongue on the tip. I gently sucked the top, humming and moving my lips in the way that he loved.
I saw him bend his knees and sway.
He put his hands in my hair. “The boobs. The ass. Your tits. Holy fuck.”
After adding both hands to his shaft, I made it as much of a multimedia production as I could, using my mouth and twisting my hands to give him an overdrive sensation.
I was ready to swallow if he wanted, but soon he pulled away from me. “Nah, baby, I want to be inside you again. It’s my favorite way.”
Far be it from me to keep him from his favorite. He held out his hand to me and I got off my knees. He motioned to the couch on the balcony. I lay back on it. Animal kneeled next to me and stared at the crotchless part of my outfit.
“This is incredible. It’s like a frame around a masterpiece.”
I started laughing, but it caught in my throat when he put his mouth on me. He was so incredibly determined to make me come, it was like he had it on fast-forward. His tongue and lips knew exactly what to do. When he added his fingers, I was done. I forgot we were outside and started moaning loudly.
“That’s right, T. Let ’em know we got married tonight. You let them know.”
Before I could come down from the orgasm, he was carrying me back into the suite. He put me on the bed and crawled on top of me.
“I want some good, old-fashioned lovemaking from you now.”
His deep voice was perfect. I watched as his beautiful body towered over mine. I tilted my pelvis up so he could access me better.
“You ready?” He dragged the tip of his dick over my pussy.
I thrust toward him, unafraid.
He pushed inside slowly, letting me acclimate to him yet again. It happened quickly, though, since we had already plowed that road once tonight.
He was so big and long that I was overfull. I loved it. It was so very Animal. Together, we worked on the thrusts so they were more and more intense. He was hitting the spot from the inside that only he knew existed.
I grabbed my breasts and felt a drop of his sweat land in the center of my chest. I looked up at him. He was intense. This was more than sex. It was the reason people got married in the first place—to be like this with each other.
His orgasm happened first, but as I tortured him with more movement and a swirl of my hips, I hit my own peak again. We were shout-moaning at each other as we collapsed on the bed.
We panted and touched, staying connected as best we could as we fought to catch our breath.
It was a beautiful start to forever. My guy. Just the way I always wanted him.
He held out his arms, and I put my head on his chest as he ran his index finger along the gunshot wound on my shoulder.
“I’m never going to take you for granted, T.”
“Hey, you can call me by my real name, if you want. Because we’re family. All legal now.” I lifted my head and watched his lips.
“I love you, Talon Winters.”
Chapter 66
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We were sitting in the backyard of our new place. As much as I loved Nix, he needed his space. Just a few minutes north of his property, I was able to get this house on the top of a small hill.
T came out of the house with two glasses of wine. I’d prepared the fire pit. It was homey. I growled at her a little because her ass in leggings did all the right things.
She glided past me, handing me my glass as she went by. After she’d settled into her spot on the bench near the fire, I told her that we were an all-American couple now. They could shoot a few centerfolds for a home magazine if they wanted. She twisted up her face like I’d said something unreasonable.
“What’s up?” I took a gulp of my wine and set it on the stone ledge by the fire. She did the same.
“I need to tell you something.”
The air around us seemed to tighten. It was serious, whatever she had to share.
After she took my hands in hers, she offered, “I did something bad, and I don’t regret it.”
My stomach dropped. I couldn’t imagine what she had to say.
“Okay,” I responded, bewildered. There was a lot of time from middle school until I met her on the street with hookers. Maybe something had happened then.
T shifted her hips.
I took one of my hands from her lap and rubbed my fingertips on my mouth. I didn’t say anything, but I knew she could read the confusion in my expression.
“There’s something about me you need to know. When it comes to you? When it comes to people who hurt you? I play the long game. I’m their judge and jury and executioner. That won’t change. Ever. It’s how I’m made as far as you’re concerned.” She looked at my feet.
“Just tell me. Come on, T.” I grabbed her hand again, making sure she knew that whatever she had to say I was down.
“I set up a wedding present for you, but also it’s for me.”
I was getting hopeful, but her body language was still guarded. She looked over her shoulder and then leaned forward so her mouth was near my ear. “I worked with the girls we have in the prison. They let me have alone time with Albany.”
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