My family is all here. Each of them with their partner, engaging, having fun. Except my brother Dahny. He is the only one of us, not tied to someone. As much as he says he is fine and not worried about it and not lonely, I can read it on his face when he thinks no one is looking. Walking over to him, I simply say, “Your turn is coming brother. I know it.” I pat him on the back. He looks at me and for a fleeting moment, I see sadness. He covers it quickly.
“I’m good brother. Don’t worry about me. I’m too busy anyway picking up the slack for you lazy asses.” He chuckles as he walks away. I can’t help but feel for him. Not too long ago, that was me. Putting on the face for everyone. I put my beer down so I can go to the bathroom before collecting my bride for a dance. I am just to the door when I hear moaning and grunting coming from, where I think is the hallway. Wrong. I open the door and my brother Tori and his pregnant wife Kensi are fucking in the bathroom. Great! Just what I wanted to see. My brother’s pale ass, winking at me. Asshole. This is the only restroom. I shut the door and bang on it, grateful I couldn’t see her, but still disgusted at seeing him at all.
“Hurry up!!! Some of us got to piss.” I laugh shaking my head and walking away. Fuck it. I will hold it. We will be leaving soon anyway. Walking back into the banquet room, I am scanning looking for my wife, when I spot her on the dance floor dancing with my brother Hagen. His wife, Missy, though she helped with the catering, is too pregnant to be on her feet, so she is sitting in the chair, talking to Taryn. I know in my mind that this is nothing to be jealous over, but fuck if it matters. Seeing her in the arms of another man, makes the berserker in me come out.
“MINE!” I growl as I wrench her into my arms.
“I know, little brother. Calm down,” he says with his hands up laughing as he walks away. I turn to look at Lisette, and she has her hand on her hip with her eyebrow quirked up, shaking her head at me.
“Really Troy. That was rude. Hagen was just keeping me company while I waited for you. He was telling me how happy he was to finally see you smile again.” I can’t help but smirk at her, her face all scrunched up as she tries to chastise me. It just makes me hornier for her, seeing her confidence soar. I kiss her, not bothering to answer her. Every man in my family gets it. I don’t have to justify it to them. We are all the same, when it comes to our women. I pull back from her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip as I do.
“Are you happy Mrs. Jorgensen?” I find myself saying it over and over. Loving the way it sounds.
“Extremely. Mr. Jorgensen.” She wraps her arms around my neck, and I kiss her again, needing the contact. I always need to touch her, feel her, smell her.
“You ready to get out of here yet? Troy Jr. has been hard and ready for you since you walked toward me in this dress. Speaking of, I hope you don’t mind getting fucked in it, before I get you naked,” I say rubbing myself against her.
She keens into my mouth as I take hers one more time, squirming as my hand goes to her ass. “I’m ready husband. Take me.”
“You don’t have no flowers to throw or some shit?” I mean I don’t know much but I do know they throw flowers at least.
“Nah. All the women here are married. There is no point. Now take me and fuck me, husband. I have been waiting all day.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I lift her into my arms, we turn and wave to everyone and out the door we go to the local hotel in town for the night. She didn’t want a honeymoon and I was inclined to agree. We have spent so much time apart and I missed so much of Kari’s life, I am not ready to be away from her for longer than a day and no further than one of my families houses in town.
As we walk into the room, I slam the door removing my tie and jacket, drooling over my beautiful woman, currently carrying my child, staring at me like I am her next meal. Just thinking about everything we have gone through, brings me back a moment to say something I have been wanting to say all day.