Page 34 of Claimed By my Stepbrother
“This is my blood oath to you. I take you as mine. I am bound to you eternally. I vow to always put you first, to fight, to make up, to make love. I promise to be there for you whenever you need me, wherever you need me. I pledge to endeavor every day to deserve you, to show you that I know how lucky I am to have you as mine.”
I stare into his eyes, excited to finally vow my life to him.
“I vow to stand by your side no matter what challenges we face and to fight beside you when things go sideways. I swear on my heart to always be faithful and loyal to you. I promise that I will never let you win an argument, but I will always be willing to compromise or settle things with make-up sex.” He chuckles, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. “My heart will be eternally committed to you, even after it returns to the earth. I love you, Knox Valenti, and I’m never going to stop.”
“I love you, too, Mrs. Valenti. Now, come over here, so I can show you how much,” he demands with a wolfish grin, and I move into his warm embrace. Our mouths collide, and our tongues twirl together.
In a whirlwind of limbs, our clothing is off, landing unceremoniously on the floor, and we are all over each other, eager to consummate our marriage until our bodies are thoroughly sated.
It was a rude awakening on Monday morning when I had to go back to school for final exams. I argued that a married woman should be exempt from such drudgery, but my mother told me, in no uncertain terms, that Iwouldbe graduating, married or not.
The week passed quickly, filled with tests, end-of-the-year events, and throwing away everything I’d accumulated in my locker over the last four years.
Graduation is tonight, and it’s bittersweet because, like my wedding, it’s an event I wish my dad could’ve seen.
“Hurry up, Sirena, we’re going to be late!” Mom’s voice carries through the apartment, and I put one final swipe of lipstick on before dashing down the stairs.
“I’m ready, I’m ready. Giuseppe already has the car waiting, and he’s prepared to break every speed limit in the city to get us there on time. You’d swearyouwere the one graduating!”
When they call my name, Knox’s cheer is deafening. His entire family showed up to support me, but I only have eyes for him.
Ivy and I go to the graduation party together, and I’m having fun, but I quickly realize that, while I enjoy spending time with my friends, I’d rather be home with Knox.
Save the Last Dance
Knox - Five Years Later
Istartmydaysoff right, eating my wife’s pussy for breakfast. I could spend the entire morning sipping from her sweet cunt. Every moment with her is perfection, and her sweet nectar puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day. Sometimes, if I have a rough day, I return home for lunch for another taste of her to sustain me.
Tonight, I’m taking her out to celebrate. Sirena’s third dance studio just opened this week, and it’s already as busy as the others. She claims she doesn’t want to run an empire, but she will if I have anything to say about it. It looks like we will be searching for more real estate soon.
Right now, I’m watching one of our babysitters have a tea party with our daughter. Nutso is wearing a faux fur coat that sort of looks familiar. “Oh my gosh, Nutso, how many times do I have to tell you to stop stealing my clothes?” Sirena asks laughingly.
“It’s Princess Nutso, Mommy,” Morgan corrects her.
“Right. Well, Princess Nutso better not have any grown up juice in his tea tonight. The only ones that would be happy about that would be Shere Khan and Rajah.”
“You're silly, Mommy. Sharks don’t like tea.”
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’m terrified of your husband, so your kids will be safe in my hands because I know my life depends on it.”
“That didn’t stop you when I left you in charge of Sirena,” I remind him, rolling my eyes. “The kids are half her, you know.” I laugh when I see his Adam's apple bob when he gulps.
“Just so you know. Now, I’ll let you get back to your tea—Princess.”
“Mumma…mumma,” our son, Brando, calls for my wife.
“I’m right here, baby. I just had to make sure your sister and your uncle weren’t getting into any trouble.”
“Pweppy, licked icy.”
“Icy?” Sirena asks, puzzled.
“The cake’s icy.”
“Oh, did he now?” She raises an eyebrow at my best friend.
“Uh-huh.”
