Titan

The sunlight stilled peeked from behind the blackout shutters and made its way into the room. I felt the heat on my forehead before my eyes opened. I squinted as I looked at the brightness burning inside the bedroom.

Diesel’s arm was around my waist as he slept peacefully beside me. His chest rose and fell as the sheets were tucked around him. Six foot three of all muscle, his tight body looked gorgeous in the sunlight.

I wanted to go back to sleep, but the sun was too bright. My eyes turned to the alarm clock on the nightstand, and I saw that it was almost eleven.

Damn, what time did we go to sleep last night?

I sat up in bed and pulled the sheets over my chest. My hair was a mess, so I tamed it the best I could with my fingertips.

Diesel must have realized I’d moved because his hand reached toward me. “Mrs. Hunt?” He spoke with his baritone voice, his words raspy.

“Does that mean you’ll never call me baby again?”

He cleared his throat. “Probably not.” He grabbed my elbow and pulled me back to the bed. “Why would I when I have a much sexier name to call you?” He pressed my back to the sheets then moved on top of me, his morning wood anxious to be inside me.

My fingers immediately dug into the hair at the back of his neck, and I opened my legs to him, eager for my husband’s thick cock. “True.”

He rested his body on his elbows, positioning himself between my legs in the laziest way possible. It was too early for anything complicated. He still had sleep in his eyes, and my body wasn’t fully awake yet.

But I was definitely wet.

He guided his dick inside me, and he slid in easily. “Always ready for me…”

“That’s just your come from last night.”

He moaned in my face. “You’ve got to be pregnant by now.”

“Maybe…”

He thrust gently inside me, his ass tightening as he moved. “That would be a great wedding gift.”

Neither one of us had brushed our teeth, but that didn’t stop me from pulling his mouth to mine and kissing him. Our lips moved together in mutual passion, and once our tongues danced together, I felt my spine shiver. He’d made me climax many times throughout the night, so I knew my mojo had been ground down.

But I could already feel another.

“Husband…harder.”

His hand fisted my hair, and he secured his grip before he thrust into me at a more rigorous pace. The headboard tapped against the wall, and his cock thickened inside me. My slickness completely enveloped him, mixed with all the come he gave me the night before.

Now he was hitting me in the perfect spot. “Right there…”

“So tight, Mrs. Hunt.”

I loved hearing him call me that. Titan was long gone, and now I was a Hunt. I’d be a Hunt for the rest of my life. My nails cut into his skin and slid all the way down his back. Marks were scattered all over his body from the savage way I’d dug into him all night. “Yes…” My head rolled back, and my pussy exploded around his big dick.

Diesel fucked me hard into the mattress, bringing me to an even deeper climax just as he released inside me at the same time. His seed was so heavy I could feel it fill my channel. After all the orgasms he had yesterday, I didn’t think he’d have anything left to give.

But he certainly did.

He groaned in my face as he finished, his cock twitching as it began to soften. “Jesus…” He rubbed his nose against mine before he kissed me. “I know what we’re doing for the rest of the day.”

My hands ran up his hard chest. “I’d love to…but I’m pretty hungry.”

“Tatum is hungry?” he asked incredulously. “I’ve never heard that before.”

“Well, I don’t have to worry about fitting into my wedding dress anymore. And I’m gonna gain a bunch of weight when I’m pregnant anyway, so whatever.”

He grinned. “Good point. I’ll order room service.”

“No, let’s go out.”

He stared at me like I’d said the wrong thing. “Why would we leave the room?”

“I want to see everyone before they leave. We took off yesterday.”

“It’s our wedding. We can do whatever we want.”

“Yes…but we also have the rest of the day…and two weeks of just the two of us. Come on, Diesel.”

Like a bear, he growled at me.

I kissed his chest then his neck. “Do it for your wife…”

“You can’t pull that trick on me.”

“Yes, I can. It’s one of the perks of being Mrs. Hunt.”

After a sigh, he rolled off me. “Dammit.”

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I wore a short white dress with a new flower crown in my hair. Everyone was seated at a table on the deck of one of the restaurants. Diesel and I had rented out the entire resort, so there wasn’t anyone else there to bother us.

“Wow, I didn’t think we’d see you two again.” Thorn walked up to us and shook Diesel’s hand. “And I’ve never seen you in shorts. It’s a good look for you.”

Diesel had toned legs, so he looked amazing in anything. “Did you guys enjoy your evening?”

“We had a great time.” He gave me a one-arm hug. “But not as great of a time as you did.”

“Probably not.” Diesel left my side and hugged his father.

“So, how’s the baby-making going?” Thorn asked.

I rolled my eyes. “Hope that question was rhetorical.”

“You never know,” he said. “Maybe you’re already knocked up.”

“I don’t think his swimmers are that fast.”

“I don’t know… You made him wait a week. Droughts do crazy things to men.”

Autumn came to his side and gave me a hug. “You look just as beautiful as you did yesterday. I love your dress.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“Congratulations,” she said. “I’ve been to a lot of weddings, and I can tell you two are genuinely happy together. It’s nice to see.”

“Thank you.” I knew Diesel and I had something special, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

“So, I’m not sure what I’m supposed to call you now,” Thorn said. “It’s been Titan since the day we met. And I’m not going to say Mrs. Hunt every time I want your attention.”

“She has a first name.” Autumn hooked her arm through his.

Thorn shook his head. “Tatum doesn’t sound right…at least from me.”

“Hunt?” I asked. “It’s only one syllable. Titan was two.”

Thorn said the name to himself. “Hunt…Hunt.” He nodded. “That works. Hunt, it is.”

I moved around the table and greeted everyone else. I hadn’t said more than a few words to Thorn’s parents yesterday, so I chatted with them now. Then I moved to Isa and Pilar and whispered some of the details of what happened last night. Jax gave me a big hug, and Brett kissed me on the cheek. I went from being an only child to having two brothers. I moved around the table farther until I came back to Diesel.

Diesel was still talking to his father and Scarlet.

“You looked so beautiful yesterday,” Scarlet said. “And the way Diesel looked at you…I’ll never forget it.”

“Thank you,” I said. “I’m really glad you could be here.”

“Me too,” Scarlet said. “I’ve had a great time. Vincent has been so happy since we got here. He’s so relieved his son found the right person. He adores you…he’s told me many times.”

“He’s definitely a great father-in-law. I got lucky.”

“He and Diesel are a lot alike… I don’t think they even realize it.”

Vincent finished speaking to Diesel before he embraced me. He kissed me on the cheek then hugged me to his chest. “Mrs. Hunt, you look beautiful today.” A softness entered his eyes as he looked at me, glancing at the ring on my finger. His wife had worn the same name for so long, and now I was the second one to have it. I knew that was what he was thinking. It was written in his eyes.

“Thank you.”

Diesel circled his arm around me again. “She wanted to have breakfast with all of you. I wanted to stay in the room.”

“Breakfast?” Thorn asked. “It’s eleven thirty.”

Diesel ignored him. “So, we’re gonna eat then head back to the room.”

“Wow,” Thorn said. “Diesel really wants a baby.”

Vincent turned his gaze back on me. “Are you trying to start a family?”

I’d told Thorn because he was my best friend, but I wasn’t sure if Diesel wanted anyone else to know. “Yeah…we are.”

Vincent turned his gaze on Diesel, seeking confirmation.

“It’s true.” Diesel looked down at me affectionately. “We’re working on it.”

Vincent slid his hands into his pockets, clearly speechless. “I…I’m happy to hear that. Wow, I’m going to be a grandfather.”

Scarlet rubbed his back. “This has been a really exciting weekend for you, Vincent.”

“Yeah…it really has.” The affection burned in his eyes again. “I’m excited. I hope everything works out for you.”

“I’m sure it will,” Diesel said. “And if it takes a while…that’s fine with me too.” He grinned then rubbed his nose against mine, not caring about the PDA he was showing in front of his father.

But I did care. “Let’s sit down and eat, husband.” I took his hand and pulled him to the table.

He pulled out the chair for me then leaned over to kiss me on the forehead. “Best nickname ever.”