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I lick and suck, holding him tightly, squeezing gently, and paying close attention to what he likes and responds to. And it seems that he likes everything I do. Before he comes, Vin pulls me up and slides me forward.

“Get on my cock, Angel.”

I’m a little surprised he didn’t finish in my mouth, but I do as he says. Very slowly, I line up his throbbing cock with my entrance and then sink down, taking him to the hilt. We both groan and I begin to move my hips. Leaning forward, finding the exact right angle, I rub my clit against his pelvis and take the lead.

As we soar together, finding our bliss, for the first time in a very long time, I feel like I’m not alone anymore. Vin is my new home and I know that he will always love and protect me.

24

VIN

Ican’t believe how stubborn I’d been about admitting my true feelings for Hannah. Waking up with her in my arms after telling each other over and over all night how much we love each other is the best feeling in the world. It’s like I’m walking on sunshine or a rainbow. With Hannah in my arms, it’s like I’m holding a piece of heaven.

And I’m never letting this amazing feeling or woman go.

I’m not sure how long I lay there and watch her sleep before her lashes flutter open. She gives me a shy smile and I lean in and kiss her.

“Oh, no,” she murmurs, pulling back. “I need to brush my teeth and?—”

“You don’t need to do anything except kiss the man you love,” I say firmly then capture her mouth in a long, slow, very thorough exploration. She moans into my mouth, sliding her fingers through my hair and I’m instantly hard.

I’d love to lounge around in bed with her all day, but I have plans. Plans that can’t wait another minute. Pulling back, I grin at her. “Do you trust me?” I ask, searching her bright blue gaze.

“Of course,” she instantly responds.

“And you love me?”

“More than anything.” Her brow furrows and she sits up. “Why are you asking me these questions? Should I be nervous?”

“No. But I’m going to need you to get dressed and come with me. Before I forget my plans and make love to you instead.”

She gives me a lazy, very sensual smile and reaches for my lengthening cock. “Would that be so bad?”

I force myself to roll out of bed and ignore the aching need that has my dick pointing straight up to the ceiling. “Plans,” I say again, trying to ignore the lust thrumming through my body.

Hannah chuckles and slides out of bed. “Okay, okay. These plans of yours better be good.”

I pull her against me, wrap my arms around her and kiss her once more. “They involve making you my wife,” I whisper. “If you’ll have me?”

Dropping down onto one knee, I take her hand in mine and look up into her startled blue eyes.

“Will you marry me, Angel?” I ask. “Because I can’t live without you.”

Hannah’s mouth drops open and tears brighten her already vibrant eyes. “Yes,” she whispers. Then her brow furrows comically. “Are you sure?”

I burst out laughing. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.” I pull her down and we kiss and kiss and kiss. And maybe we get a little bit of a later start than I’d originally planned, but it was worth it. So damn worth it.

After an impromptu romp—this time on my bedroom floor—we get dressed and I whisk Hannah to the courthouse. I can’t wait another minute to make her officially mine. I promise her we can do it all over again if she wants a big wedding, party, white dress and the whole nine yards. But, she sweetly reassures me that all she wants or needs is me. Only me.

Standing before the judge, I hold Hannah’s hands and we face each other. For a man who swore never to get emotionally involved with a woman again, I’ve sure come a long way. All thanks to an angel who saved me just as much as I saved her.

The ceremony is short and sweet. Once we are declared man and wife, everything in my world feels right for the first time since I can remember. Hell, maybe ever. Hannah is officially mine. My wife, my partner, my love, my best friend and my future.

I kiss her and she pushes up onto her toes to seal the deal.

“We did it,” she whispers, smiling up at me with stars in her eyes.

“I love you, Mrs. Rossi,” I tell her. If she has stars in her eyes then mine must be glowing with twin suns.

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