Page 26 of Untouchable
When the conservatory on the outskirts of town was offered, we jumped on it, and an old judge friend of Shaw’s was also free to officiate. Sage and Lochlan flew in this morning to surprise her and walk her down the aisle.
The slower she saunters, the more impatient I become. “She’s coming, man,” Shaw chuckles from my left, understanding me well enough to know I don’t have the temperament to wait longer than necessary.
“Not fast enough,” I groan, prepared to go to her instead.
“And who gives this woman away?” the judge asks as she’s finally within reaching distance.
“We do,” Loch and Sage say together, with smiles on their faces. Porter and Trusen had been willing to do this part for her, but she asked them to stand up with her instead.
Finally, I get her hand and pull her into my body, unable to resist holding her close any longer. Dodge and Trainer sit in the grass with the children, keeping them entertained, so when a bunch ofooohhhhh’secho around us, I know they’re responsible for getting the kids going.
“Oh, Braxton.” The breathy quality of Joss’ voice has me wishing this was over so we could get on with the honeymoon already.
The ceremony is quick, our vows short and intimate, and by the time I’m permitted to lift her veil, I’m rippling with tension and lust and the deep-seated desire to claim my woman like a fucking caveman.
Hauling her over my shoulder, I give my instincts free rein and carry her off to the waiting limo amongst cheering and laughter as Joss’ hands move up and down my back in her own impatience.
Enclosed in the vehicle, I don’t hesitate to raise the partition, drag her into my lap while freeing my cock and lifting the skirt of her dress to find her bare for me.
“Woman,” I growl, claiming her lips with a biting kiss and sliding inside her welcoming heat. “You’re my home. You know that, right?” Cupping the back of her head with one hand and the other on her hip, I drag her as close as I can get her.
“Yeah?” Her breathlessness is a turn-on I didn’t know I had. A sexy smile caresses her lips as she glances up at me through thick lashes and eyes drunk with lust. “I could certainly live like this.” Her hips swivel and my grip tightens to hold her in place.
Wrapping her hand around my neck and placing the other on my chest, Joss slowly rises and lowers until we’re panting and I can feel myself ready to lose my load inside her welcoming body.
“Christ, wife, you’re going to kill me.” Sucking her lip into my mouth, I bite down until she nips me back.
Leaning forward, she whispers in my ear, “Husband, give it to me.” The sensual demand takes me off guard for half a second before I give her everything I’m feeling and unleash my need for her on her delectable body.
I don’t know how long we drive around for, how long we make love as husband and wife, but by the time we make it to the hotel, it’s way too soon. Cupping her face in my hands, I hold her head up. Her eyes are hooded, and she’s biting her lip, and I can tell from the way she’s mewling that she’s nearing her orgasm.
“Pup, we’re here.”
“Where?” She hardly breathes the question out as her hips keep moving.
“The hotel.” Lifting her off my lap, I fix her dress and my pants before sliding out of the car. The driver hands me the key card and tells me the floor and room number. As soon as Joss exits, I heft her over my shoulder again, swatting her ass when she squeals.
We garner attention from staff and patrons in the lobby, but I don’t care as I continue to the elevators and scan the card for the honeymoon suite I’d reserved. The ride is quick but feels like it takes forever as we’re let off on the top floor. Following the rose petals to the room, I smile at the way Joss coos over the romance of it all.
As soon as we’ve entered, I slam the door shut, strip my clothes off, and tear the gorgeous dress my wife is fitted into.
Once she’s naked, I don’t give her a chance to speak as I usher her to the bed in the middle of the room and force her face down, sliding right into her greedy cunt.
“I’m living here until I know you’re knocked up.” Kissing along her neck, she stretches out like a cat and lifts her rump into my pounding hips as I take her until we’re both exhausted. The moon remains the only light in our room, and neither of us can move.
Tired, she smiles up at me as I hold her close. “I think I’m going to enjoy being your wife.”
“Yeah, pup, me too.”
And that’s how we fall asleep and wake up. Filled with contentment and the burning desire to love each other forever.
Epilogue 1
JOSSILYN
Six Months Later.
“Are you sure about this?” I hear my older sister's voice before I see her as I sit on the couch in Sage’s living room with her. Our hands clutch each other’s, anticipating the moment she appears. We’ve spent months waiting for each of us to become comfortable enough to do this together.