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Whether or not they made it to the Outlands, Master Asad was going to make sure it was a pleasurable week.

As his pace picked up, her ecstasy began to spiral upward, outward, and her body tightened to an almost unbearable degree with every stroke of his cock. She clamped down around him, pulling helplessly against the restraints, as hot bliss exploded inside her. He fucked her harder, faster through her climax until he buried himself inside her, panting for breath as he shuddered with his own release.

When she woke up the next morning, she was wrapped around him again, but this time she didn’t mind so much.

Asad

National Aviary, rehearsal dinner, Outlands. The rehearsal dinner was happening tonight and from what Anna had said, it was basically going to be a pre-reception for the wedding. It was on a Thursday night because on Friday she was doing the Hana Bandān with his mom and the bridal party. Morgan had been invited as well and had already said she would go, so tonight it had to be.

Thankfully, it hadn’t been difficult to get guest passes for him and Morgan since they were already members at Stronghold and Marquis. He hadn’t been able to get them a private room, but that was probably for the best. If Master Patrick happened to ask Master Gavin if he and Morgan had visited the Outlands at all, Asad would be able to say they’d just gone to look around because Morgan wanted to see another club. A private room would have been a lot harder to explain.

He was feeling a little nervous about going to the club, but hey, sometimes it was fun to live dangerously. And, if nothing else, he could pick up some toys there for them to use back in the hotel room. Although last night had been fun, and Morgan hadn’t had any complaints, there were more things he wanted to do with her while they were here…

If she was going to secretly rebel with him this week, he wanted to make it worth it for her.

“Does this look good for the aviary?” Morgan asked nervously, coming out of the bathroom and twirling around so he could see her full outfit of shorts and tank top. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail that cascaded down her back, and he had a brief image of wrapping it around his hand while she knelt in front of him flash through his mind.

“It looks fantastic. You look fantastic.” He glanced at the clock. No, they did not have time for him to order her onto her knees for a little morning enjoyment. Damn being the best man, anyway. Any other wedding and he’d be perfectly happy to fuck off from his responsibilities.

Yesterday had been really good with him and Cyrus, and he didn’t want to fuck that up. Plus, his parents were going to be at the aviary today, and he didn’t want his mom complaining that he’d been a no-show. Or late. Especially since they would be leaving the rehearsal dinner when dinner was over and not joining in whatever after-dinner activity he was sure would be suggested. There was no way tonight was ending with dinner.

“Okay, good. I’ve never been to an aviary before.” Morgan twisted her hands nervously in front of her. Getting to his feet, Asad smiled reassuringly at her, but didn’t hold out his hand. Sometimes, she wanted to hold on to him, like an anchor in a storm, but sometimes—like right now—her nervous energy gave off the impression that she needed space.

“I haven’t, either. I guess we’ll find out what it’s like together.” He put his hand on her back to escort her out of the room and felt her slowly relax as they headed to the car, talking about what they both wanted to see there. Unsurprisingly, the penguins were at the top of both lists.

Even though there was a large group of wedding guests coming to visit the aviary together, they naturally ended up splitting apart as people lingered at one exhibit, hurried on to the next, or chose to go in a different direction. Asad was rather surprised to find his parents tagging along with him and Morgan—and even more surprised when they all enjoyed themselves.

Anna and Cyrus had disappeared to who knew where, and his mom and dad spent the time mostly chatting about the various exhibits and talking to Morgan. His mother even shared a few embarrassing stories about when Asad had been little, like the time he’d decided to interrupt a dinner party that had gone on after his bedtime. Even as a kid, he’d liked to sleep naked.

It was surprisingly relaxing, and it wasn’t until they were at the rehearsal dinner that he had the disturbing thought that he seemed to be able to get along with his parents when Cyrus wasn’t there and Cyrus when his parents weren’t there but not when everyone was all together, which was disheartening.

“This was lovely,” his mom said when they reached the exit, beaming at him. He couldn’t help but wonder if she’d made the same observation or if she was just relieved to have reached the end of the exhibit without some kind of argument. “I know it’s been a very busy week, but I’m glad we got a chance to spend some time together, especially with you, Morgan. I’m sorry we haven’t been able to do more.”

“It’s fine, Mom. We knew you were going to be busy this week,” Asad said, shrugging off the apology. Beside him, Morgan twisted slightly, putting her free hand over top their conjoined ones, so both of hers were holding his.

“I’m glad we were able to spend some time together, too,” Morgan replied brightly. “I appreciate you taking time out of a very busy week to do so. I’m looking forward to the Hana Bandān tomorrow.”

His mother brightened even more.

“I as well, dear.” Stepping forward, she went up on her tiptoes to give Asad a kiss on the cheek and wrapped her arms around him for a hug. Startled, he released Morgan’s hand to give his mom a full hug back, shocked and a little worried at the sudden display of affection.

“You okay, Mom?” he asked as she pulled away, sniffling a little, her eyes bright. Behind her, his dad only appeared a little concerned, so whatever was making her emotional, it wasn’t something serious enough for his dad to know about.

“Yes, dear. Just realizing how fast time flies.” She looked up at him almost mournfully, the expression on her face tugging at his heart. Her gaze moved over his face as if she was trying to memorize and capture this moment in time.

To be honest, she was starting to freak him out a little.

“We’ve still got a few more days this week, Mom.”

“Of course.” She smiled at him tearfully.

“Come on, Lena. We’ll see the boy in a couple hours.” His dad gave him a sympathetic look as he came up to capture his mom’s arm. She stepped back, sniffing again, but pulling herself together. “You’ll be at the rehearsal?”

“Yup. See you there.” Something in his chest clenched again as he gave his dad a quick hug while his mom said goodbye to Morgan. He’d almost rather be fighting than have his mom look at him like that again. There had been something disturbingly vulnerable about that moment. He didn’t like it.

Chapter Seventeen

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