Echo drags me into his arms and kisses me. “I love you, so fucking much,” he says against my lips. A huge smile spreads across my face, and lifting my arms, I wrap them around Echo’s neck.
“Ah-ah-ah, arms back above your head. What are those vows? Oh yes, to honour and obey. Time to start behaving like a good little wife,” he says playfully.
Giggling, I lift my arms into the air and exaggeratedly wrap my fingers around the headboard. He leans forward and whispers, “I think I’m going to enjoy that particular vow. A lot. I’ll honour your body every day, in every dirty way I can think of, and you can obey me.” His lips touch mine, and deepening the kiss, he presses me into the bed. His tongue invades my mouth and owns the kiss, until I’m left panting, arching towards him and begging for more.
His lips nuzzle into my neck, and my skin starts to tingle. Hovering over me, his body is barely touching mine, but I moan when his hot breath scorches a path down my chest. “Fuck, sugar, I’ve missed that noise.”
His gravelly voice vibrates straight to my clit, which pulses and throbs in response. “Echo. Please,” I beg. I feel him chuckling against my heaving breasts. Then his hot tongue licks my erect nipple. I shudder.
“Patience, Livvy. I want to savour you,” Echo warns. I squirm and close my eyes, tightening my grip on the headboard to distract myself.
“Ow,” I cry when his sharp teeth nip at my breasts. The pain turns to pleasure as it hums through my skin. Widening my legs, I wrap them around his hips, crossing my feet at the ankle. His cock pushes towards my sex, and he slides deep within me.
There’s an exquisite pain as he stretches me to capacity. My back arches, and I surge upwards, groaning loudly. “Mine. Forever. My Wife,” Echo growls. His voice is muffled where his head is buried against my neck, but I feel the importance of his words and warmth pulses straight to my core.
He rocks into me; each thrust is deep but gentle. He consumes my body, but not by force or dominance. He overwhelms my senses with words.
“You.”
“Are.”
“Mine.”
“Never.”
“Running.”
“Again.”
“Forever.”
I brace my hands against the headboard and close my eyes. I hear every word and feel his vow behind them.
He’s my forever. My husband. My life.
I try to speak, but a tide of sensation overwhelms me. An orgasm builds from nowhere, and I scream. I wrap myself around Echo, urging him deeper, until he tenses and releases deep inside me.
“I missed you,” I say.
His body tenses at my words, and holding my breath, I bite my lip and brace myself for his anger. “You have no idea how much I missed you, sugar,” he replies.
Echo rolls onto his back and moves me until I’m lying on his chest. “I’m still fucking pissed at you, Livvy. It’s gonna take me some time to get past that.”
I sit up and nod. “I know. I’m gonna give you so many ‘I’m sorry’ blowjobs,” I say earnestly.
A loud laugh bursts from him. “Mmmm. I like the sound of that, sugar. But first we need to get you home, where you belong.”
“Home,” I say wistfully. Tears fill my eyes, but I blink them away. “I already have a ticket for the flight to Texas, so we need to see if we can get you on the same flight.”
“The sooner the better, sugar,” Echo murmurs.
I pause, unsure how to broach the subject of me returning to Archer’s Creek without destroying the happiness we’re both feeling right now. “Echo, I can’t wait to go home with you, but I still only have a month left on my visa. I’ve been applying for jobs that will sponsor a visa for me, but it could be months or even years before I get one.”
I expect Echo to tense and argue with me, but instead he shuffles up the bed, resting against the headboard, and I lie against his chest. “Sugar, I promised you I would find a way for us to stay together, and I’ve been sorting it. The week we met, I applied for one of the companies the Sinners owns to sponsor a visa for you.”
I blink in shock, unsure what to say. Echo cups my cheek, and his gaze locks with mine. “Even before I told you I loved you, I knew that you were it for me. I want forever with you, and I don’t ever want us to be apart again,” he says.
Lifting me from his lap, he places me on the bed and crosses the room to rummage in his bag. “I knew after a week together that you were mine and I was yours. I knew then that we belonged to each other, so I bought you this.” He drops to his knees and opens a velvet box, revealing a stunning princess cut diamond.
My hands cover my mouth, and I gasp. He pulls my hand free and slides the ring onto my finger. “I love you, Livvy,” he says reverently and kisses my hand where his beautiful ring sits.
I throw myself into his arms and kiss him passionately. Pulling back, I cup his face in my hands. “I love you too. So much.”
Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out some papers and hands them to me. “You might have doubted my feelings, Livvy, but I always knew. You’re my forever. I had to pull a few strings to get it pushed through quickly, but I refuse to be without you again.”
Cautiously, I unfold the paperwork. “Application for K-1 Fiancée visa,” I read aloud. Confused, I look from the papers to Echo. “I don’t understand, what does this mean?”
Echo’s smile is blinding. “You still have to have an interview, but it means that you can come home with me and we can get married. We can be together while we wait for your green card.”
I walk into Echo’s arms, tears streaming down my face. “You’re mine, Echo. My forever, my happy ever after. I love you so fucking much.”
Snuggled back in bed, I settle against Echo’s chest, my muscles slowly relaxing. Bolting upright, I shout, “Oh shit. I need to try and get hold of my parents before we leave and let them know we’re engaged.”
“Engaged. Sugar, I fucking hate that word. I don’t want to be fucking engaged to you. I want you as my wife,” he grumbles.
I laugh and slap his chest lightly. “I know we’re getting married, but that’s not gonna be for a while. I need to tell my parents before the actual wedding.”
Echo rolls quickly, pinning me beneath him. Holding my wrists down, he spread my legs with his knees and settles between them. “Listen here, sugar. I told you we’re getting married, and we are. You want to get married in church, then I’ll speak to the preacher when we get home. If not, Brandi can help you put something together at the club. But either way, you’re gonna be my wife as soon as possible.” His voice is a demanding growl, and I roll my eyes at him.
“Echo, that’s insane.”
“Enough,” Echo shouts, and I freeze. “Enough, Livvy. You said forever, and that’s how it’s gonna be. We’re getting married as soon as possible. You want your parents to come, then I’ll fly them in. But there will be nothing that’ll stop me from claiming you completely. And I mean nothing, Livvy.”
Fire burns in his eyes, and I truly see the pain I’ve caused him. I love him, and I want to be with him for the rest of my life. It doesn’t matter if I marry him today or in ten years’ time. But it matters to him.
I pull at my arms. He reluctantly frees me, and I reach forward and cup his face. “I want to marry you. I want forever with you. I want to wear a white dress and get married in a garden. None of the other details are important,” I whisper.
Echo kisses me, and we lose ourselves in a perfect moment in time, the only two people in the world, happy, in love, and going home to start our forever.