You Are Mine by Lucy Darling
10
Dane
“Married? You want to get married right now?” Kennedy’s eyes go wide in surprise as we finish our dinner. I don’t know why she’s shocked.
“We can do a big wedding later, but yes. We’re getting married,” I reassure her, getting up from the table.
“This is insane,” she mumbles, following me through the hotel suite.
“We already agreed to getting married.” I turn around to face her. “We’re getting married, and this conversation is over.”
She lets out a small gasp. Her lips part as her cheeks turn a soft pink. I can tell she’s confused about her body’s reaction.
I grip her chin, staring into her eyes. “There’s my girl.”
“She might come out more if you started to act like your old self.” She tries to turn to leave but I grab her. I lift her off her feet and pin her to the nearest wall. Whatever control I’m still hanging on to starts to slip away from my hold.
She lets out a moan, her chest thrusting out toward me. Her body responds to me because it belongs to me, and she knows it. I want to rip off her clothes and fuck her right here. She has no fucking clue what she does to me, and now she’s starting to push it.
“You don’t want to toy with me. I’ve been gentle with you.” There was no need to scare her.
“Why?” she asks, tilting her head.
“You've been through a lot and you’re pregnant.” It’s a half-assed excuse, but that is part of it.
“I can feel it. That you’re holding back.”
“I don’t trust myself with you. I’m trying not to fuck you against this wall, and you’re not ready for that.” When she licks her lips, I grind my cock into her. She lets out another moan.
“Is this some kind of dom and sub thing?” She starts to thrust her own hips, grinding down on my cock. She always has been a greedy thing when it comes to orgasms.
“No. This is who I am all the time.”
“I want that you.”
“Are you sure about that?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says softly. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Don’t recall asking.” She gives me an adorable glare. I wipe the look off her face by kissing her hard. I need her naked. I turn to take her to the bed, but the doorbell to the suite goes off.
“Who’s that?” Slowly, I put Kennedy back down on her feet. I adjust my cock.
“The marriage officiant.” I take her hand, leading her back toward the sitting area.
“Don’t we need a marriage license or something?” I give her a look. “Of course you’ve already handled it.” She rolls her eyes. I open the door, letting the man inside.
“Mr. Osborne,” he greets us. “I’m Jeb. You must be Kennedy.” I pull her snug to my side, letting the door fall closed.
“That’s me. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He takes her hand. When he lifts it to press a kiss to the top of it, I pull her hand back. Kennedy’s cheeks grow pinker.
“Now that we’re done with introductions you may begin,” I order.
Jeb gives me a frazzled look. When he sees I’m not joking, he begins. “Keep it short and I’ll double your fee.”
He does as I ask, marrying us in record time. I’m kissing my wife and signing the marriage license moments later. Kennedy is staring down at the ring on her finger.
“It’s breathtaking.” When she looks up at me, she has tears in her eyes. I might have gone a bit overboard with her ring, but I wanted it to be noticeable, and a big diamond does that. I don’t dare mention the ring I put on her finger before. I know she’ll try to carry the guilt of my grandmother's missing ring. “I feel like I really belong.”
She should. She belongs to me. Some of my unease fades away. Not all of it. Being married will make all kinds of things easier for the both of us.
“I feel the same way, baby.” I wrap my arm around her waist. “My family is with you now.”
My family fell apart after Dad died. He was a terrible businessman. I saved us in the nick of time. But he was always a good father. The company was handed over to me after his death.
“So…” She trails off as she starts to fidget.
“You want my cock, wife?” Her whole face flushes. Fuck, I love calling her that. She ducks her head, but I put my finger under her chin, wanting her eyes back on me. She stares at me for a long moment, but I wait. I want the words from her. I need them.
“Make me your wife in every way.”
When I pick her up, she kisses me. I don’t know how I make it to the bed, but I do. I break the kiss to put her back down on her feet.
“Want you in nothing but my ring on your finger.” I don’t wait for her. I strip her bare, revealing every inch of her perfection.
Fuck, I’m a lucky bastard. She’s all mine now forever. No one will ever take her away from me again.
'Til death do us part.
