Page 11 of Lustfully Yours
“Sure,” Owens says. Was I this wrong about him?
As soon as he has Lawson, he pulls his gun, shooting Oliver’s minion in the head. At the second gunshot, Mason appears, looking scared. He goes ghostly white when he sees his sister still losing blood, no matter how much pressure I apply to her side. He runs past us, and I almost lose my shit when I see him kneel in front of Lawson because at this fucking moment, Malia needs him more than she does. I open my mouth to ask him what the fuck, when his next words stop me dead.
He cups her cheek. “Law! I need those nursing skills. You have to save Malia. Law, baby, she needs you now.”
Lawson looks over, putting on her nurse demeanor, and starts demanding things. All I can do is rub her hair and beg my angel not to leave me.
I’m brought to the here and now when a soft hand lands on my cheek. I smile down at my real live angel.
“Here and now,” Malia says.
“Here and now. I love you, Malia,” I say, kissing her on the forehead.
I take a quick look at our friends and family gathered around us and could not be more thankful that her father gave us his blessing. I look back down at my gorgeous bride and cannot wait to find out what she has on under that dress of hers. The clearing of Mason’s throat makes me look at him.
“How about we don’t undress my sister in front of the preacher. Most of all, not in front of me because that’s just fucking gross,” Mason says, pretending to gag.
We all chuckle but fall silent when Malia glares at us with a hand on her hip. “Are you ready now? Or do we need to wait?”
“Angel, if we wait much longer, then everyone will get a show that they do not need or want,” I say, pulling Malia into me and pouring all my love and need into that one kiss.
“Looks like we’re skipping to the end. I give you Mr. and Mrs. Theo Steel,” the preachers says.
I throw Malia over my shoulder and rush up the aisle to the first room with a lockable door. I slide Malia down between me and the door, taking in all her beauty.
“I love you, Malia Steel,” I whisper across her lips.
“I love you most, Theo Steel,” she whispers back before taking my lips in a soul-searing kiss.
* * *
I come to with a warm, wet mouth wrapped around my cock. I wrap my hands in the hair of my beautiful wife, bringing her mouth from my cock to my lips. We kiss until I can’t wait anymore to be inside the body I lusted after for way too long.
“I need my angel,” I growl, kissing down her neck and taking a hard nipple into my mouth.
“I’m always yours, baby,” Malia says just as I thrust deep into her, setting a punishing rhythm but knowing it’s the rhythm my angel needs to fall off the edge of bliss.
We spend the rest of the day loving each other and giving each other what we have been lusting after for so long.
ThE End