Page 31 of Grave Dissonance
Marley shakes his head and cracks a smile. He brings our joined hands to his lips and presses soft kisses along my knuckles. “My heart stopped beating when I saw you convulsing on the floor. All I’ve been thinking about since we drove to the hospital is if you survived, I’d make it right. I promised to any deity which would listen, telling them I’ll get on my knees and profess my undying love to you.”
Time stands still and my heart beats frantically to where I fear it might just burst out of my chest.
Love.
Marley Banks loves me. He has an undying love for me. His feelings for me are eternal, transcending time and space. Oh god, I sound like a sixteen-year-old with his firstcrush. Marley makes me feel like I’m sixteen, holding my breath for the person I like to like me back. Hearing him profess such weighted emotions is a high of its own. A high nothing could ever bring down.
I brush my fingertips along the side of his jaw. “I made it. Start professing.”
“I love you, Iggy. A world without you is a world I don’t want to live in. As fucked up as I am, I can stand it all, but what I can’t stand is losing you. I want a life with you. The whole thing. Picket fences, a dog, and maybe even a kid. Marry me, Iggy. Marry me. Be my husband.”
“What?” I stutter.
“I want it all. With you.”
My body feels like it’s being bludgeoned as I adjust my weight and bring my face closer to his. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yes. Okay. Not sure about the kids, but I love you, Marley Banks. I want it all with you.”
Epilogue
Iggy(Two Years Later)
Two years of wedded bliss. When Marley Banks told me he wanted to marry me a little over two years ago, he didn’t waste any time. As soon as I got out of the hospital, we went to the courthouse, got our license, and tied the proverbial knot. It was the best decision I’ve ever made.
Marley groans, pushing his ass into me. I lift my head to see if he’s up, but his eyes are still firmly shut. My husband is good about letting me fuckhim in his sleep. Partly from Marley, I’ve got a somnophilia kink. I never thought it would be possible to be this turned on by another human, but my attraction to Marley grows daily. Let’s just say Kaye isn’t thrilled about our newfound fuckfests onstage. She forgets she complained about us not fucking two years ago.
I grip Marley’s hips and slowly push into him. Lazy morning sex is the best fucking sex. Sure, it’s not intense and wild, but it’s a sex wrapped in comfort.
Marley’s moans have me wild. I smile and nip at his earlobe, pretty sure he’s faking he’s passed out at this point. “I love how nice and tight you are for me, baby.”
His hand comes behind and pulls my neck down to him. I knew he was awake. “Nice way to wake up in the morning.”
“You know what’s better, baby?”
Marley smiles. “A hot load of your cum in my ass?”
Laughter fills the room as I kiss his shoulder. “As much as I’d love to keep this going, I’mgonna need you to put a pin on it and come to the studio.”
“There’s no way anything you have to show me is as good as this.”
Marley used to hate bottoming. It took a year for him to allow me to fuck his ass. The first time I did it was after he took a sleeping pill. Let’s just say for a guy with a somnophilia kink, I felt like a five-year-old waking up on Christmas morning.
It made me ecstatic that Marley was comfortable enough now to bottom. His submission was proof of the solidity of our growing relationship. Every day, our love and commitment grew stronger. He told me once that not being in control activated his anxiety. Bottoming made him overthink everything. Apparently, when he was in charge, he was so focused on taking care of my needs and manipulating the situation, it left no time for intrusive thoughts.
Reluctantly, I pull out of him and run to the bathroom and clean up like I am The Flash on a mission. When I step into our bedroom, Marley’s dressed in a pair of gray jogging pants slung low on his hips.
“You know, if you walk around like that, I’ll have to shackle you to the bed and have my way with you.”
Marley rolls his eyes before grabbing my hand and tugging me to our home studio. He pulls out a stool and pats it. “Sit.”
“Hey, I thought I was supposed to be the bossy one today.”
Marley laughs. God, I’ll never tire of the sound. If I hear nothing but this man’s laugh for the rest of my life, I’d be happy.
“You can take the reins as soon as I’m done. Promise.”