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“More than the moon and the sun in the sky.”
Arien didn’t notice him at first.
Kellan stood at the foot of the bed, fisting his dick. She glanced up and he smirked, smearing precum around the head with his thumb.
“Kel.” She nervously smiled at him.
He climbed onto the mattress without a word and spread her thighs wide.
“What are you doing?”
“Shhh, it’s okay, baby.” Tanner rubbed his lips across her face. “As the eldest, your virginity is his to take, but I’m right here.”
Happy weddin’ day, wifey.
Strumming through her pussy with his fingers, he found her wet enough to take him. “Hold her ankles, brother.”
Fuck, yeah. Nice and open.
He needn’t bother with the preliminaries. Kellan notched the head of his dick to her hole, and with everything he’d been holding back, drove all the way inside her. He covered her mouth with his and growled, sealing off her scream.
Sweet fucking Christ.
Tight, wet heat strangled his dick. She felt so good, he thought he might be dying.
Arien was in his blood now. His hips in the cradle of her thighs, he gripped her shoulders and fucked her. Hard. Fast. Teeth nipping her skin. Licking the salt from her pulse as she cried.
Why don’t you love me like him?
He didn’t even try to prolong it. Tanner could finish her. Kellan let himself come. And when he pulled out his cock, he pushed the seed that escaped back inside her.
Then he backed away from the bed.
“Kellan?”
Glancing at the bucket of champagne, he snickered. This wasn’t how he’d planned it. He was anything except tender in bed, but he wanted to love her right, make it special. Didn’t matter now.
She didn’t have to love him.
He’d take care of her. Put his babies in her belly.
And he’d love her anyhow.
It felt like a piece of raw liver dragging across her cheek.
Smelled like it too.
“Ewww.” Arien woke to a furry face and sloppy puppy-dog kisses. “Dammit, Sunday, what did you eat this morning? Stinky breath.”
Wrinkling her nose, she gave the dog a scratch between his ears. The pillow to her right was empty. She brushed her fingers across the smooth cotton case. Cold. Its occupant long since gone, if it had ever been slept on at all. The light coming in through the windows told her it was near mid-morning already. Arien sat up, and twisting the diamond bands around her finger, took a glance around the room. She was alone.
“Guess the honeymoon’s over, huh?” His tail wagging, Sunday dropped his head onto her lap. “Why aren’t you out there with them? They leave you to keep me company?”
Maybe she shouldn’t have expected today to be different from any other, but she had. Then again, Arien thought she’d feel like a different person now that she was their wife, but except for the rings that weighed heavy on her finger, an unfamiliar room, and a raw ache between her legs, everything was the same.
She lifted the sheet, almost afraid of what she’d find, and inspected her naked body. No bruises. No blood. Nothing to see down there at all. After being so thoroughly deflowered, it surprised her. Because what the hell was that last night?
Tanner holding her legs open while Kellan plowed into her without so much as kissing her first. Like she was just a receptacle for his dick. The whole thing was some seriously weird, fucked-up, Handmaid’s Tale-like shit.
