Page 13 of Forever Zara

But she didn’t expect his stony face or to feel a vibration going through him either.

That was when her fear returned tenfold.

FIVE

“Not so much blushing, but a bride to be anyway.” – Zara

Wedding: T-minus 16 days.

It was after midnight when they got home.

Ajax hustled a tired Annie into their truck. Rider stood out on the stoop until his parents drove down the street, and then he locked up. Making sure the house was closed down, he looked in on the kids and then trekked to his room, where Zara was climbing into bed with a fatigued sigh.

He hadn’t liked how their night ended. She’d brushed off her fear. Acted like she’d seen things. He knew her better. His Zara could spot a hot dog stand at Disneyland a mile away in a sea of thousands. There was no way she imagined shit on the street, even if it was snowing. It meant she saw what she saw. And now his brain was going fucking nuts to get some answers.

He’d danced with her, fed her the ice cream she loved. The same ice cream he kissed from her lips. But this new shit wasn’t far from the front of his mind.

There was no way they’d left one of theRebelsalive. Even months later, after their raid and Rider forging a new life with Zara, he’d put feelers out throughout the States to other chapters forRebels sightings. Not one.

But he trusted Zara’s instincts.

It took him only seconds to ditch his clothes, brush his teeth and then climb into bed behind Zara, putting her into the curve of his body where she snuggled back, pulling his arm around her.

“Sixteen days,” she murmured, and he smiled against the crown of her hair.

“Can’t wait, Icy.”

“Zara Marinos.”

He about vibrated their bed with how deep his satisfied growl was. He wanted his name all over her. It was caveman-like the way he thought about her, and he gave no fucks about whether he was politically correct. Zara belonged to him. He belonged to her.

“Or,” she said, with humor to her sweet voice. “Rider Freeze.”

“Not even.” He pinched her butt, making her squeal, and then burrowed back into him. “You’re gonna have my name because you’remyold lady.”

“Possessive monster.” She tutted. After a minute, he thought she’d dropped off to sleep. Then she asked. “What will you do?”

Clarification for the conversation switch wasn’t needed.

“I’ll look into it, baby.” When she didn’t reply, he pulled her in tighter, putting as much love into his arms, pressing his mouth to her neck. “You’re safe. You know that, yeah? No one will ever hurt you again.”

“I know, honey. I hope it was my crazy imagination. I’d prefer that, you know?”

He wanted it to be a cautious imagination, but they were both trying to pretend. Rider vowed to give Zara anything she asked for, but he couldn’t fight the demons in her head. He could only be there when she needed him. But hunting down someone who shouldn’t exist? Yeah, that was something active Rider could do.

So into his musings, the breath swept out of him when Zara wriggled out of his arms and straddled his lap. Hands so fucking greedy went to her hips automatically. She was so tiny compared to him. He loved feeling her in his hands and under him. But looking up at her like this, not bad at all. His dick stirred, and Rider slaked out his tongue when he got an eyeful of her beautiful tits in the tight little tank top.

“I was promised something filthy.” She stated. Yeah, didn’t that make his cock jerk awake? Proud as fuck. He and his dick loved satisfying their old lady. Being inside Zara was the pleasure that didn’t quit. There was no chill with him when it came to his woman. “But I want something else first.”

“Oh, yeah?” He rasped, thick-like. It took little to strike a match to Rider’s arousal, stroking her hips, making her pliable as she listed forward, grinding herself back and forth. She better be soaked inside her panties, or this was gonna be over before he even got inside her.

“Have I told you how excited I am to become your wife?”

“A few times, yeah.” He grinned, getting off hearing it. Took her long enough to make it happen, even longer still for her and her mom to make this shindig come together. Rider would have dragged a priest to the hospital to make it legal.

“When I think about it, I get excited, Ambrosio.”

Oh, she was in a horny mood. His given name only came out of her when she wanted fucking. He squeezed her tighter to get her to move this along.

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