“How do you know all this? And are you serious? He and I talked about getting married while we’re here, but I didn’t think he was serious.”
“Oh, he’s serious, and yes. I’m supposed to help pamper you today. Ready?”
“I guess.”
Cowboy
Pacingthe inside of the chapel in the Lucky Dice, I wait for my girl to get here. Ty and his family showed up to be with us. Tana is going to take care of Ria for the night so we can have a wedding night. I’m not upset at all that I called Gambit. He put me in touch with his wife’s uncle, who is part owner of the Lucky Dice. Gray called his partner, Alek, who helped me get everything lined up.
Then to make things even better, Roisin, Andi’s friend, happens to be related to the head of the Irish Mob. She helped get flowers, a dress, and everything else needed. Of course, she made me put her in the wedding, but I thought it would make Andi feel special having her friend by her side.
Now I’m not very patiently waiting for the ceremony to begin so I can see Andi. Her family is supposed to be here tomorrow. I didn’t want her mother to interfere, so I pushed for today. I know Andi wants to marry me, and she wasn’t upset that her family wasn’t going to be with us.
The doors at the back open, and everyone turns. Roisin stands there in a pale pink, strapless dress with a tulle skirt. Butcher is at my side, and he shifts slightly. His body is taut, and for the first time since I met him, he doesn’t look as calm, cool, and collected as usual. As Roisin moves down the aisle toward us, his body tenses more until I can practically feel the tensionrolling off him. I focus back on the open doorway, and then Andi moves into view.
My body locks up. I want her here, right now. I don’t want to wait for her to walk. Why isn’t she walking faster?
Andi’s gown is strapless, made of chiffon and lace, with a delicate leaf pattern on the lace overskirt. The waist sits above her belly and is accented with a metal floral belt. She’s holding a bouquet of pale pink and white roses. Her hair is pulled into an intricate bun at the back of her head, topped with a simple tiara.
The need to storm down the aisle and drag her to the justice of the peace is getting worse by the minute. Finally, she’s standing in front of me.
I don’t remember the ceremony. I remember sliding my rings onto her finger. I remember the moment she vowed to be mine until death. But mostly, I remember the moment we sealed our fates with a kiss.
A small reception commences with everyone who is here in Vegas with us. I finally meet Roisin in person, and I can see why Andi and she are so close. She’s a kind, gentle person, who made sure everything Andi could have dreamed of was a part of the ceremony. We take pictures in front of the Bellagio fountain, and pictures of our small family and all of our friends. There’s even a cake with pale pink flowers on it from an exclusive bakery. Alek and his wife come to congratulate us. The reception takes longer than the ceremony.
By the time I have my wife to myself, I can tell she’s nearly exhausted. Our boy is taking so much from her. I can’t wait until he’s here and I can knock her up again.
Andi backs away from me when I set her on her feet after carrying her over the threshold.
“Come get me, big boy,” she taunts me.
I rip my tuxedo jacket off and toss it across the room, then continue to undress while tracking her like prey.
When she’s standing at the end of the bed, she turns her back to me. I slowly slide the hidden zipper of her dress down. It falls, pooling at her feet. She looks like a goddess standing before me. She faces me again, wearing a pair of white-and-pale pink panties and nothing else.
My hands go to her bare breasts, and I tweak her nipples before leaning down and pulling one between my lips. She moans and pushes more of her breast to my mouth. I take her other breast in my palm and tease it as I suckle her. I can’t wait until they are full and leaking for our son to eat from. I’m going to help myself to them too.
“Nymph, you are officially mine. My wife. My old lady as soon as I get you back to Eastport, where your vest is waiting for you. My love. My life.” I kiss her body with each declaration.
Lifting her into my arms, I carefully lay her on the bed and watch as she slides across to give me room. I grab her leg.
“Nope. Right here.”
I position her so her hips are at the edge of the bed and open her up before slamming home. I groan as her body accommodates to my size and girth. The moment she ripples along my cock, I start moving in fast, deep, hard thrusts. I need to get me cum inside her body, even though my child in her belly is proof she is mine already.
Andi holds her breasts as I relentlessly move in her, over and over. I need her to come on my cock before I come so I deep inside her. Rolling my finger over her clit, she screams as she comes. She’s spasming so hard it drags some cum from my cock.
I pull out and flip her to her knees. She rises up, and I place a couple of pillows under her. One at her breasts and the other below our child, so if she collapses, she doesn’t put pressure on her belly. I slide back into her tight channel and move fast and hard again.
“Fucking come for me again, wife.”
“Yes, husband.”
She moans as I watch her hand slide down so she can play with her clit to get herself there. She comes only moments later, and this time I work myself through her orgasm, dragging it on longer before I come deep inside her body.
Just before her arms give out, I pull her up. Her back to my chest, and my hand on her belly.
“You’re never getting away from me again, wife.”
