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“Yes!” she cries. “Beastie—one hundred times, yes!”
“What happens now?” she asks quietly. “We get married,” I murmur against her temple, “we move in here, we have our baby…and we live happily ever after.”
“I’d wait forever for you,” I whisper.
“God, I am so obsessed with you,” I growl, tugging her closer. “Good.” She nips my bottom lip. “Because I’m completely mad for you, beastie. You make me so happy. I’m glad you chased me.”
can chase you for the rest of our lives now.”
She is my purpose. My peace. My fucking everything. And she always will be.
“Be quiet,” he growls, his voice a dark caress. “We don’t want our family to hear what I do to you in the woods.” I tremble as he slides his hand under my panties. “Soaked. As always, wife.” I nod, breathless. He spins me, pinning me to the tree, his eyes black with hunger. “Mine.”
“Y-yes.” “Why?” “Because I need you inside me.” “Hmm. I need my cock inside your tight cunt.” “F-fuck!” I cry out. “Hear how wet you are?”
“I’m always wet around you, Conan,” I whisper when he pulls back. His gaze holds mine, and it’s feral. “Turn around.” I hesitate, my breathing ragged. “Now.”
“Keep your hands where they are.” I hear the soft metallic jingle of rope unclipping from his belt. My stomach flips. “You knew exactly what this would turn into,” he murmurs behind me. “Didn’t you, trouble?” “I knew,” I whisper, cheek pressed to the tree. “I knew you’d make me yours out here.”
“And you love it.” Another strike. “Yes. God, yes.”
“Can you feel how vulnerable you are?” “Yes,” I breathe. “Good.”
“You’re going to take every inch of me,” he rasps, pressing the thick head of his cock between my thighs. A whimper escapes me. “Beg for it.” “Please,” I pant. “Please, Conan, fuck me.”
“Mine,” he snarls, and drives into me in a single, claiming thrust. I cry out, the sound echoing through the trees. “Say it.” “Yours,” I sob. “I’m yours.” “Every fucking part of you.”
“Don’t you dare come until I say,” he growls, each thrust punishing and perfect. “I—I can’t.” “You can.”
“You’re so fucking tight,” he hisses. “So wet. You were made for me, wife.” I can’t form words. My mouth is open, no sound but shattered gasps.
His thumb teases my clit again—slow, patient torture. “Come for me, trouble.”
“Fuck, Hallie.” His breath hitches, and I feel him spill inside me, warmth flooding deep as he growls my name against my neck. For a long moment, all I hear is the wind in the trees and our ragged breaths.
“You okay?” he whispers. I nod, too exhausted to speak. He smooths my hair back, resting his forehead on mine. “Good. Because the night isn’t over yet, trouble.”
“Conan—what are you up to?” “Getting you cleaned up so you can marry me again. This time in front of our friends and family.” “What?” My eyes fill with tears. “You deserve the best, darlin’. And as special as it was getting married by a priest who fancied me, we both know I can do better.” “You’re incredible, beastie. You know that?”
It’s as if we were destined to drag each other into the light. And for the first time, we don’t just get to survive. We get to live. And I am so damn lucky I get to do it with my beastie by my side. I get to call him mine. Forever.
“Hallie.” “Yes, beastie.” She smiles at us, her eyes glassy. “Can we have more? Please.” She laughs, her shoulders shaking. “Yes. But I need a year before I even think about doing that again.” “I can wait.” I wink. “Bertie’s going to love chasing him around.” “Yeah. They’re going to be a handful. I bet you were as a kid. You’ve got that cheeky look about you, Conan.”
“Spit it out.” “Finn’s been arrested. Drago’s already at the station acting as his lawyer. They won’t tell us what they’ve got on him yet.”
“He’s going to get back to me. He doesn’t even know yet.” “Fucking hell. I’m not leaving here, Dec.” Declan chuckles under his breath. “I wouldn’t even let you if you offered. I’ve got the twins with me. Don’t worry. I’ll have him out by nightfall.”
love you, Hallie.” She looks up at me, her voice a soft, tired whisper. “I love you, beastie.”
And I can’t wait to get my family home and start living. “And I love you, little Liam.”
These two own my heart. Always.
