Page 62 of In the Cover of Darkness

Charlie has come to stay for the week, along with Dr Johnson, Porter, Nova, and of course Sam and Olivia; Dante’s family couldn't make it so we're going to travel to them as part of ourhoneymoon in a couple of months. We decided to have a small family style dinner after the ceremony, sitting out under the setting sun and the stars. Sheriff Miller agreed to marry us, and I asked Ace to walk me down the aisle a few weeks ago. He was honoured to stand in place of my dad who I know will be with me. Except, I hope to all the gods that my dad is not watching right this moment because my future husband looks like he's using every ounce of restraint he has in him. I chose to splurge on one thing for this wedding, and Nova expertly helped me pick out a white bridal lingerie set, complete with a suspender belt and straps. Even though I have no idea why brides wear them, I also added a garter, because I knew Dante's head would somehow find its way up my dress by the end of the night, and judging by the way his jaw is hanging slack, I’d say my future husband appreciates my efforts.

“Sunshine,” he growls as he pushes me back into the ensuite, locking the door behind him. Not taking his eyes off me, he slowly takes his suit jacket off, un-cuffing his sleeves, and rolling them up to expose his tattooed forearms. The figures dance across his skin as he works his muscles. Taking a step in my direction, I know exactly what he wants right now.

“No,” I say, trying to sound authoritative but the smile appearing on my face dismisses any effort I was making. "I know that look, and I don't want my hair or make-up ruined. Do you have any idea how long it takes to look like this?"

“Baby, I promise I won't touch a hair on your head,” he says, dropping to his knees in front of me as I hit the edge of the basin. “And anyway, there's another set of lips I want to kiss right now. Be a good girl and let your husband eat.”

Reaching out, he pulls my panties to the side, staring at my pussy like a man starved. Flattening his tongue, he drags it from my entrance to my clit as he lifts my leg over his shoulder. “Youtaste so fucking good,” he mumbles into my pussy, like he's having a conversation with her. Unable to hold back my moans, I hope Charlie isn't going to try and barge in at any point. But also, if she did hear us, she would most likely start cheering on the other side of the door, yelling out tips for Dante.

Grabbing onto his hair, I hold it tight as I chase my release, practically grinding on his face now. Abruptly, he pulls away, turning me around so I'm facing the mirror, my wetness glistening on his face in the reflection. Making quick work of his belt, he frees himself and pushes my panties aside again; and in one swift motion thrusts into me, causing me to reach out and plant my hand on the mirror as he grabs my hips, taking a moment to let me adjust to his size.

“There is only one place my wife is coming today, and that's on my cock,” he growls as he thrusts into me, a steady rhythm taking place. “I’m going to fuck you so much that whenever I'm not inside you, you feel that something is missing.”

My moans get louder as we keep our eyes locked on each other in the reflection of the mirror. Reaching around me, he rubs my clit as he pounds into me from behind.

“I want to know that as you come toward me ..." he pushes us against the basin, removing his hand so that with every thrust, my clit is rubbing against the cool porcelain, the sensation bringing a whole new pleasure to what we are doing.

“When you walk down the aisle ..." his big hand reaches up to my neck, wrapping around it and pulling me back against him. Never once breaking his rhythm.

“Please,'' I beg, needing more of everything he's giving me.

“It's my cum dripping down your thighs, claiming you, as you become my wife.”

His hand gently squeezes my neck, enough to bring me over the edge. My orgasm takes over as he comes almost instantlyalong with me. The feeling of his cum shooting into me, making me almost come again. Knowing I'll gladly walk down the aisle to him, as he drips down my thighs.

Sharp knocks at the door bring us both out of the trance we were under. “If you guys are done fucking, which we all heard by the way, we’ve got a schedule to keep,” Charlie calls out to us.

“Get out of there big man, and make sure you stick your dick away. No one wants to see that. Ew,” Nova chimes in. I can't help but laugh as Dante looks almost offended. Slipping out of me, he pulls his pants back up and places my panties back where they were. Cupping me for a moment as if to make sure all of his cum stays inside.

“I love you, Mrs Carter,” he says as he kisses my neck.

“I'm not going to be Mrs Carter if you don't leave so I can finish getting ready. We still have to actually get married.” I say grinning up at him. Firmly placing his hands on my waist, he pushes my hair away from my face, letting it fall down my back. “I don't need a piece of paper to know you're my wife, baby. I've known from the moment we met that this was going to happen between us. The only difference is now I get to call you my wife out loud. So I'll say it again, just because I can. I love you, Mrs Carter,” a big smile now forming across his face. “I love you too,MrCarter.”