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“We can’t,” I gasped. “He’ll hurt you.”

“Watch me.” He tugged my dress up over my hips, being mindful of my thigh. “If you’re going to go through with this, then I’m not letting you walk down that aisle to your new husband without having had me inside you first.”

He stole my breath with another kiss as he removed his left hand from my waist to unbuckle his belt. The sound of his buttons popping and zipper sliding down was like Pavlov’s bell. My pussy throbbed, and I felt myself becoming wet in anticipation. Asher’s large, warm hands found the backs of my thighs and slid up, cupping my ass. His fingers curled around my white lace panties and tugged.

“Who’d you wear these for? Your husband?” he mocked.

I actually didn’t know. Besides the dress, the only thing Sawyer hadn’t taken was my underwear. I could have chosen a more modest pair, but I’d gravitated toward the ones that matched. Asher crouched and slid the lace down my thighs, dropping them to my ankles. He clicked his tongue. “I don’t think you should wear any to the ceremony. I’m going to keep them in my pocket.” He lifted my feet and removed them completely.” If you’re going to walk down that aisle, then I want my cum to drip down your thighs as you swear forever to him.”

Butterflies exploded in my belly as he kissed up my legs, slowly rising to his feet. His hands found my ass again, and I glanced down, catching sight of his cock, already out and standing at attention. My body reacted to the sight of him, a deep aching need formed in my core. He gently lifted me onto the sink. Holding my dress, I spread my thighs, revealing myself to him. I wrapped my legs around him, the dull, constant pain from the gunshot all but gone in the heat of the moment. It all felt dreamlike. Was this wrong? I wasn’t sure.

I fingered the ring on my left hand. I didn’t feel engaged. Sawyer had told me it was happening, but I’d never truly agreed past saying nothing. I could stop this at any time. Asher had never once tried to silence me. The control was in my hands, and... I wasn’t going to say no.

I shifted closer to the edge and spread my legs wider, pulling him deeper into me. His hand went between us and he positioned himself at my entrance.

“Does the bride object to this union?” He snickered.

“I don’t.”

Ash thrust into me, and I gasped, reveling in the delicious feeling of him inside me. I was hungry, needy for him. My hands fell onto his shoulders, and I pressed myself to him, tightening my legs around his waist. He leaned me back and fucked me, hard and quick.

“Does he know I took your first kiss? Way back when?” he asked between thrusts.

I was so overwhelmed with pleasure, words refused to come. Shaking my head instead, he laughed.

“Maybe it’s time to tell him everything then. For better or worse.”

He didn’t know what he was saying. Sawyer had a gun. He’d disposed of Lux, shot me, and almost killed Bea just this morning. We were playing a dangerous game.

“Don’t,” I warned. He lifted me off the sink and carried me to a small bench against the wall. Sitting down, he assisted me back onto his lap. I sank down onto his thick length and gasped with pleasure.

“Purr in my ear.” He smirked.

I shivered as he shoved the front of my dress down, exposing my breasts to the cold bathroom air. He pinched my nipples just enough to elicit a moan. “You can’t leave until you’ve come.”

My body, despite wanting to protest, moved of its own accord. I rolled my hips and lifted myself off, sharp cries falling out of my mouth every time the head of his cock hit my G-spot. I was close, but I wasn’t ready for this to be over. Because once it was...

“I don’t want to marry him. I never did, I—” Waves of pleasure crashed over me as my orgasm came out of nowhere, exploding fire into my veins. I threw my head forward, leaning against Asher as he encouraged me to keep going.

“There we go. Let me hear you, Andi. Is it Sawyer you want, or me?”

“You!” I cried as I rode through my orgasm. It was intense and felt like it just kept going. My entire body was in a delicious tailspin of pleasure. Asher waited until I finally came down before he lifted me and took me to the wall, shoving himself deep inside me.

“Good. Now, when you get up there and hold his hand, you’re going to look at me when you say those vows. Understand?” I didn’t answer, too exhausted to think clearly. Irritation over my silence caused him to reach up and grab my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Andi?”

“Yes, okay.”

“Good girl, now, I’m going to fill you with so much cum he’ll smell me when he sees you.” His lips found mine again, and I found myself bucking my hips in agreement. I wanted him to finish just as much as he did. Clawing at him, I pressed my heels into his back, forcing him deeper inside me. He picked up the pace, moving faster, harder, and finally, he let out his own loud groan as his orgasm took hold. His release filled me until he pulled out, setting me back down and shoving himself back into his dress pants.

Shock and embarrassment took hold as I adjusted my dress and brushed my hair. I looked around for my underwear, but when my eyes locked with Ash’s, I realized he’d been serious. He wasn’t giving them back.

“Go do your hair and makeup, but don’t do anything else, Andi.” He stepped toward me and kissed me deeply. “I wasn’t kidding. I want him to smell me on you and know you were never truly his. You’ve always been mine. He can put a ring on your finger, say a little speech, even sign a fucking paper, but that won’t change things.”

His words didn’t give me the strength he’d intended. I was still terrified of angering Sawyer, just like I’d always been.

“What if he...”

“Tries to kill me?” He laughed.