Now, I’m confident it’s only a matter of time before she’s pregnant. The baby that was meant for us will be here soon. Harper will be an amazing mom. It’s my mission to be a good dad. I know Felix has the same vision. Our father provided us with a lot of things. A sense of being loved was never one of them. We’ll do better.
My hands creep higher, arriving at Harper’s breasts. Her nipples are hard peaks. I massage them, kissing her neck and enjoying how she leans into my touch.
Harper spins to me, slipping both arms around my neck. “Can you believe this is our life?”
“I’ll never stop being thankful.”
I lift her off the ground and set her on the marble countertop. She spreads her legs, inviting me in, then raises both arms, letting me pull the shirt over her head. I’ve got her completely naked. She’s mesmerizing. A goddess. My wife and princess.
I cup her breasts, loving the way she quivers as I suckher nipples into my mouth. A spark rushes up my body as my cock brushes her opening. She’s soaking, probably still filled with cum from the last time we had sex. Harper drains my dick so fucking good each time I come in her. But it’s never enough to satiate this newfound hunger that’s returned to me now my life is back on track.
Gripping Harper’s hips, I line us up, groaning as she coats the head of my cock with her wetness. With one slow but deep thrust, I slide in, making the two of us gasp.
The feeling of us being connected right now, not just physically but emotionally, lights my entire soul on fire. The sensations are so intense that I have to pause and rest my forehead against Harper’s. I can feel everything—the way Harper’s muscles flutter around my cock, adjusting to my size; the hammering of her heart against my chest; her breasts rising with each short inhale; her legs wrapped so tightly around my waist, urging my cock deeper.
“God, you feel incredible, Harper. I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
“We’re so good together. You, me, Felix. You’re ours. I still can’t believe it. Our wife.”
After our engagement ended, the concept of marriage always felt tainted between me and Harper. Now, this unique version of marriage we’ve formed is perfect. Nothing about Felix, Harper, and me has ever been traditional. We’ve always done things our way and this is no different.
I start to move inside Harper, setting a slow rhythm. With each thrust, I watch her face, savoring every flicker of pleasure that crosses her features. Her lips part and her head tilts back. Her eyes are half-lidded. She’s flushed. Already, we’re working up a sweat.
“Deeper,” she begs. “Harder.”
I give Harper what she needs, slamming into her repeatedly. Her fingernails rake down my back. The bathroom fills with our mingled sounds—her high, breathless moans and my low grunts.
She has me so close to the edge, I’m gritting my teeth, struggling to last. I stroke Harper’s clit, needing her to come first. Her body responds instantly, clenching my cock.
“Oh, god, Tyler. I’m coming.”
Always so responsive. The sight of Harper enjoying herself on my dick is all it takes for me to finish. I bury myself within her and let go, groaning her name as mind-blowing pleasure barrels through me. I never want to pull out. I belong inside this girl.
We’re clinging to each other, sweating and breathing hard as our orgasm fades, unwilling to break our connection yet. Her lips are swollen from my many kisses. She’s just woken from a restful night of sleeping in mine and Felix’s arms, yet she looks blissfully wrecked.
When our breathing finally steadies, I stroke her hair, smiling at the hazy satisfaction in her eyes. “Fuck, I love you, Harper. Let me clean you up. Felix will be back soon. We’ll spend the day together doing anything you please. We could unpack more boxes. Or…” I chuckle. “Maybe you’d like to do more cardio in bed.”
She laughs with me but doesn’t say anything, just smiles.
“Are we working you too hard, Princess?”
“No. I was just thinking I’m never going to get tired of this.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
HARPER
The entire family has traveled to the Blackwood beach house for Ally and Dan’s wedding tomorrow. The gardens are set up for the ceremony and reception. The rehearsal dinner took place earlier tonight. Now, the men and women have separated.
Dan and his brothers are occupying the pool house, playing a game of poker. I’m with Ally and her bridesmaids in the main house, about to watch movies in bed while we paint each other’s nails.
Each day, I think it’s impossible to feel as happy as the last, but this incredible life keeps proving me wrong. Not only do I get to watch my best friend get married tomorrow, but I’ve just done the math and my period is one week late.
I’mneverlate. I’m pregnant. I know I am.
“Harper, there you are,” Amabella says as soon as I step out of a downstairs bathroom. “Oh, lovely, the pajamas fit you well.”
