Page 34 of Her Wedding Night

“Your baby,” I whisper. “Please, Daddy.”

“Jesus.” But even as he curses, his cock throbs against me.

“You said it first.” I nip at his lower lip. “You called me Daddy’s good little girl.”

He goes still. “And did you like it?”

I grab his hand and pull it to my bare chest. “So much it scares me.”

“No, don’t be scared.”

“Make it better, Daddy.”

He closes his fingers on my nipple and tugs. “I will, bunny. Hold still.”

Gabriel rolls us over and puts me on all fours, only pulling the leggings I stole from him down my hips, which traps my knees together.

He gets behind me and releases his cock, then notches it between my ass cheeks.

“Head down, bunny,” he growls. He plants his hand in the middle of my back and pushes me down. My face meets my hands on the ground, and I breathe in the scent of the earth andgrass as he tilts my hips up. “That’s it. Show me where you need me.”

I cry out as he slides into that empty space he made, filling it again. Make me whole again.

It hurts, but it’s wonderful, and when he’s all the way buried, he holds still and soothes me with his words and his touch.

“My precious bunny needs my cock,” he murmurs. “I will always give you what you need. That’s my vow to you.”

The word vow is like a lightning bolt.

He’s never going to give me up. He might let me go, but he will always be close by. And he will always give me what I need.

It might have been his son who dressed me up like a virgin bride, but it was Gabriel who turned tonight into a twisted but wonderful wedding night.

I wiggle my hips back, taking a little bit more of him.

What would it be like to have Gabriel forever? To finally have a family of my own. To be…

I choke up thinking about the possibility of love.

“It’s okay,” he groans. “If you’re too sore, we can?—”

“Love me,” I burst out. I blink back tears. “Please, Gabriel. I need you to love me.”

He wraps his arms around me and starts moving. “I do, Lucy. I will, always.”

He finds my clit and pins me between his hand and his body, fucking me and rubbing me until I explode for him.

And then he follows, filling me up for the second time tonight.

CHAPTER 18

GABRIEL

It’s mid-morning the next time I wake up, and Lucy is safely in my arms. Her warm, naked body is all I need in this world.

But my phone is ringing somewhere, and whoever is calling isn’t accepting that they’re being sent to voicemail.

As I swing my feet out of bed, there’s a pounding at the front door, too.

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