“I know you want to come for me, my queen,” he purrs darkly into my ear, bending over me and pinning me to the bed with his muscled body as he keeps driving into me.
“I know you want me to take you just like this—fucking you into our bed until you come so good for me and all over my cock. Don’t hold back, little love. I want to feel you squeeze my thick cock when you come for me. I want to feel your sweet honey dripping all over me, until I’m drenched in you.”
The world dims at the corners, and I start to fall.
“Come for me,” Hamish grunts into my ear, his powerful body wrapped around me, claiming me utterly and completely as his thickness plunges in and out of me.
“Come for me, my little queen.”
He drives in, his fingers roll over my clit, and when his teeth nakedly rake my shoulder, I let go completely.
And I explode.
I scream in pleasure, suddenly spasming under him as something fierce thunders through me. It’s like a fire sweeping across every inch of me as my back arches, my toes curl, and my legs begin to shake. I cry out, wave after wave of release flooding through me as I collapse onto the bed.
…But Hamish isn’t done with me.
He just keeps thrusting, pinning me flat to the bed with my legs together and his thickness plunging in and out of me as he growls above me. His strong, powerful hands grip me tightly and possessively as he roars, thrusting deep before I can feel him let go. His big cock swells huge inside of me as he plunges in to the hilt, and then suddenly, I can feel him coming.
I cry out, our climaxes rippling together as his swollen cock begins to pump rope after rope of hot seed deep inside of me. Hamish is unceasing as he just keeps thrusting, making me squeeze my eyes shut and cry out as he demands another orgasm from me.
And he just keeps going. His abs tighten against my ass as his still-hard cock keeps thrusting. I can feel him hot cum and mine turning into a sticky mess under us, but I don’t care. I just let go, and feel another release begin to build in me. Hamish’s hands grip me tight, his lips pressed to the back of my neck as he fucks me harder, and deeper, until we’re both rushing right for that edge again.
This time, we explode at the same time—the two of us gasping as our bodies crash together. I can feel my pussy clenching tight around him as his big cock swells up even bigger before pumping rope after thick rope of his seed deep inside of me.
…After that, we collapse onto the bed, panting for air.
I whimper, curling into a ball and trembling as the aftershocks of my pleasure ripple through me. Hamish pulls me against him, my small body curling into his huge, muscled frame as he wraps his arms tight around me. He yanks the heavy blankets up over us, and something in me melts as I snuggle into the heat of his muscled chest.
Yesterday, I was determined to resist him at every turn. This afternoon, I lost myself in his powerful heat.
…And now, I never want to not be right here, wrapped in his arms.
Now, I just feel whole, and I never want that to change.
“Happy wedding, wife,” he growls quietly into my ear.
“Happy wedding, husband,” I whisper back.
Hamish’s hand slides over me, reaching past me and plucking the book from the tangled bedsheets.
“Keep reading, love,” he groans into my ear. “I was enjoying that.”
I grin, blushing fiercely. “Oh, were you? I hadn’t notice.”
There’s a half second pause before suddenly, he’s on me, making me giggle and squeal as he flips me over and pins me to the bed with him on top of me.
…Between my legs.
“Or we could read later,” he growls.
“Yes please,” I whisper, moaning as I feel his still hard cock drag over my swollen pussy.
“You’re still so…” I blush. “You’re so hard.”
Hamish’s lips brush mine, and when I start to moan as his thick head begins to slide inside, he kisses me fiercely.
“With you, Una?” The growl catches in his throat as his eyes blaze into me. “With you, I always will be.”
My legs spread around him as he slides inside, and when his lips find mine, I kiss him hungrily and fiercely as we melt into the bed.
Chapter 10
Hamish
I wake with her in my arms. She barely stirs as I open my eyes, and when I inhale the scent of her hair against my face and relish in the feel of her warm skin against mine, I know how real this is.
This will be my every day. Because the angel wrapped naked in my arms who’s captivated my heart and my very soul is mine, forever. This, right here, naked against me, is my queen. My everything. And I know in an instant that I’ll be reminding her of that every single day.