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“Love you too,” she assures me with a smile, then reluctantly steps back. “You and Cash go clean up. The rest of the family will all be coming down soon. Or in Molly’s case, early.” Ally laughs. Pressing my lips once more to hers, I leave her. Tapping Cash on the shoulder as I walk past, he follows me to the staircase, and we pass more family members coming down, including Mum and Reaper. They both search my face but relax when they see I’m unworried.
Brushing a kiss to Mum’s cheek, I say, “We’re going to get changed; we’ll be down soon.”
“Okay, son,” Mum says, and Reaper gives me a chin lift. We carry on until we get to the floor that has our rooms.
As we go to part, I hesitate a minute before moving off, “Cash.” He turns to look at me. “Thanks for today. I’m glad we cleared the air, and thanks for coming to my wedding.”
Cash blinks as emotion fills his face again. He swallows and raspily replies, “No thanks necessary, son. I’m happy to be here.”
It’s the first time he’s ever called me son, and I know that Dad does it all the time, but it hits a little differently when Cash says it.
I give him a last nod before I turn and walk with a lighter step to my and Ally’s room.
Tonight should be interesting with all our melded families, but I hope it will be something that will happen more often.
One more night before Ally isn’t just my Old Lady but also my wife. I can’t fucking wait for us to say ‘I do’ tomorrow.
CHAPTER 11
SAM
Fucking finally!
Our day is here. There have been days when I wondered if it would ever arrive, but today is the day. All in all, yesterday evening’s dinner had gone well. There had been no arguments, and everyone was happy. I’m sure part of that was because all the younger kids were there, and they kept everyone distracted.
The O’Sheas seemed to be more relaxed with each other, and I know that Ally was relieved. Andy had spent the whole day with them yesterday and had visited his mum’s grave with his dad. It would take time, but I think they’d be okay. They had a lot of making up to do for lost time with Andy.
Cash and I were good, and we’d both do our best to grow a relationship, however that might look. But we’d both made a promise to do better at keeping in touch. I already did monthly calls with Lizzie and the kids, but I’d make sure that Cash and I spoke more often.
Mum and Tilly had lost their manic looks over the last few months ever since Bren, Ally, and Jeanie had taken over. And last night they’d enjoyed themselves, probably a bit too much considering their children were getting married today. I’m sure they’d be nursing hangovers this morning.
As for me and Ally, we’d headed to bed and left everyone still partying. As everyone except Bren and Alec were staying at the hotel, nobody had to worry about driving home.
The covers rustle as Ally moves, and I look down to where she lies on my chest. Sleepy blue eyes look up into mine, and then she smiles, and my heart skips a beat. She’s gorgeous, my woman. “Morning,” she whispers, pressing her lips to my chest like she’s done a hundred times since we’ve been together, but for some reason, this morning it means a lot more.
“Morning, beautiful,” I tell her, kissing the top of her head. The leg she has thrown over my hips moves and bumps against my hard cock.
“Mmm,” she hums, running her hand down my chest and wrapping it around my cock, fisting it, “love the way we wake up in the morning.”
“Fuck,” I hiss out a groan as she slowly pumps my cock, taking her time. I let her play until I’m right on the edge before I stop her. Gripping her wrist, I remove her hand from my cock and roll us until I’m lying in between her spread legs, my cock nestled in her folds. I fit my mouth to hers and kiss her long, hard, and deep. Tongues stroking in time to my cock thrusting against her clit. I know that I could slip into her wet folds; she was ready, more than ready, but I want to take time this morning. Sliding down her body, I suck a hard nipple into my mouth.
“Sam,” Ally sighs, running her fingers through my hair, tugging slightly like she knows I love. Taking my time, I suck and nip at her breasts until her nipples are rosy and standing to peaks, and Ally’s shifting restlessly under me. I know from the sounds she’s making that she’s close. I make my way slowly down her body, laving kisses all over her body, not leaving a single stretchuntouched until I get to her pussy. Nudging her legs wider, I kiss her trembling thighs and inhale.
“Sam,” Ally moans, hips undulating and wetness glistening along her lips.
“Shh, baby, I’m getting there,” I tell her, running my nose along her cleft, and she whimpers.
“I’m not sure I can wait,” she gasps.
“You can,” I assure her. “I’m going to make it good, and then I’m going to fuck you for the last time as an O’Shea because tonight you’ll be a Crow.” Possessiveness fills me at the thought of her carrying my name, and there’s no finesse in the way I dive in and eat my woman’s dripping wet cunt until she’s pleading with me to fuck her. Inserting two fingers into her pulsing channel, I work her clit and fuck her with my fingers until she explodes around them with a loud wail. Satisfaction fills me as I make my way up her shuddering body until I’m face to face with her.
“Love you, Ally,” I growl out as I thrust into her waiting body. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel her pulse around my cock. I’m not sure I’m going to be able to hold out for long, not with the way she’s squeezing around me.
Ally wraps her legs around my hips, rocking up against me, using me as she fucks me. Wrapping an arm around her waist, I turn us so that she’s on top. Her eyes are glazed, lips parted, and there’s a light flush running from her cheeks and down her chest.
“Ride me, baby,” I order her, my hands gripping her hips.
Ally grins at me, “With pleasure,” she says as she starts to rock her hips. Leaning back, she places her hands behind her on my thighs. This is my favourite position because I can watch as my cock disappears in and out of her wet cunt with every move ofher hips. Needing to come but wanting her to come with me, I slip my thumb in my mouth, wetting it before pressing it hard against her clit, allowing the friction at each rock of her hips to do its job.
