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.”