Captured (Castile Family 1) - Page 29

When he pulls back from the kiss, I flush, remembering we’re in front of almost a hundred people. Maddox has a big family with lots of friends. Everyone has been so welcoming from the first moment Maddox introduced me to all of them. His mom almost knocked Maddox over to get to me in her excitement about us getting married. She is a sweet, loving mom and I am happy Maddox got that in his life. I am happy that I am going to have her in my life too.

Everyone lets out a loud cheer when Maddox sweeps me up into his arms, carrying me out of the room. I’m pretty sure I heard his mom say something about grandbabies. I bury my face in his neck, a mixture of embarrassment and laughter taking over me.

“See you all at the reception,” he shouts, leaving everyone behind. We got married in the same hotel we stayed in and I have a feeling my husband is taking me to our suite to finally make love to me. Everyone else will have to wait. We’ve waited long enough. Maddox is going to make me a Castile in every way he can.

18

Maddox

My bride. I can hardly believe that I have one. The blood runs so hot and thick in my veins, it’s hard to move or speak or think.

“Come,” I manage to get out. I take her hand and lead her through the entry and down the long gallery to the master bedroom suite.

Her veil is gone and her hair flows around her shoulders. Little tendrils of baby hairs curl around the sides of her face. She looks like an angel—one that I’m about to defile. All during the ceremony and the reception, I’ve thought of what she’s wearing underneath the gown. That white bone and lace corset with the garter straps holding up white silk stockings. I plan to peel them off with my teeth.

I toss my jacket onto the bed and attack the black studs of my shirt.

“Wait,” she says, her palm raised like a stop sign.

I halt mid-motion. “What is it?”

She lowers herself to the ground, the white skirt of her dress billowing around her like a cloud. “I want to taste you. You said I could.”

And, like that, my control snaps. I stalk over to her and tip her chin back. “You want my thick cock in your mouth, is that what you’re asking?”

She nods eagerly. Her small pink tongue darts out as if she can already feel the weight of me.

I rip open my pants with one hand and pull my stiff shaft out, placing the red, leaking head against her lips. “If you want me then take me. Show me.” The last bit is more of a plea than a command.

Luna parts her lips and sucks the tip inside. Her tongue rolls around the head, flicking down the uppermost part of the shaft. My knees get watery. “Are you getting wet? Does sucking your man turn you on, Luna?” I pinch her chin and her mouth opens wider. I jack shallowly into that wet, hot space. She moans and sends vibrations through my cock and into my spine.

I’m too big for her to take much more than half inside her mouth, but she’s eager and hungry, eating as much of me as she can. Her eyes sparkle with bright need emphasized by smudged mascara and eyeliner. Pink gloss smears across her mouth and onto my heavy cock.

Already I can feel the orgasm ready to blow. But I don’t want to come in my darling girl’s mouth. Not this time. This time I’m going to sink between her legs, pierce her virgin cunt, and spend all of my seed in her hot womb.

“Not yet, darling,” I tell her. It’s more of an order to myself than a warning for her. I pull away from her mouth. She makes a sound of deep disappointment. My cock bobs morosely in agreement. “Let’s get you out of this dress.”

There are so many tiny buttons and hooks and closures on the damn dress that I’m nearly driven out of my mind. Halfway through I threaten to get a knife. Only her soft hand on my arm and her whispered question of, “What about our daughter?” stops me.

Together we manage to strip her down to her bare skin and then me.

“You’re so beautiful,” she chokes out, running a hand over my ridged abdomen. “I didn’t expect this under your suits.”

I capture her wandering hand. “You thought I was soft under all my clothes?” I place her palm directly over my erection. “No, darling girl. I’m hard here all of the time.”

Her fingers close around the shaft. “All of the time?”

I pump in her grip. “All of the time. When they brought your desk in, all I could think of was bending you over that white surface, flipping up your skirt and hammering you from behind until you were screaming out my name.”

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