The Wrong Bride (The Windsors, #1)

by Catharina Maura

That all changed when I took Hannah with me to Sierra’s twenty-first birthday party. I remember that night vividly. I saw him first, but she’s the one he never looked away from.

just haven’t found a guy that can keep me captivated. I’m not willing to settle for anything short of complete devotion. I want epic love, and I’m willing to wait for it.”

“No,” I lie to her. “The friction from you moving on top of me made me hard, yeah, but I don’t want you, Raven. I’ll never want you. I’m not sure what you’re thinking, but you need to stop. Do you know how much your actions tonight would hurt your sister? Fuck, it’s hurting me, Rave.”

had you naked in my arms, Rave. Do you know how easy it would’ve been to push my sweatpants aside and slide deep inside you? I could’ve pinned you down on this sofa and fucked you raw, and there’s nothing you would’ve been able to do about it.

“There’s no going back from this, Raven. If I fuck you tonight, you’re mine. Forever.”

Her fingers slip into my boxers, and my eyes fall closed when she grabs my cock tightly, pumping up and down. “Ares,” she whispers. “This… that won’t fit.” I chuckle at her distraught expression. “It will, baby. I promise you. I’m going to make you so fucking wet that it won’t hurt for more than one single moment. By the time I push my cock into that sweet pussy of yours, you’ll be begging for it.”

“If I was always meant to marry him, she should’ve stayed away from him. You can’t expect me to marry my sister’s ex, Dad. You can’t do this to me. Do you understand how messed up this is? You can’t condemn me to a marriage with someone who is in love with my sister.”

“So long as it’s within my power, there’s nothing I won’t give you, Raven. No matter what you ask, it’s yours — and that includes me.”

She’s like the moon, Raven. Beautiful on a lonely night, but cold and distant. You? You’re the sun. You’re warmth and happiness, and the centre of all that’s good.

“This is it,” I whisper. “From this moment forward, you’re my wife. Mine to care for, mine to cherish, and mine to protect. I know this isn’t what you would’ve wanted for yourself, but I swear I’ll give you my all, Raven.”

I force her lips apart, deepening our kiss. It’s a promise of everything to come. She’s my wife now, and I have every intention of treating her as such. This kiss is a vow, it’s reassurance. From this day forward, I’m hers. It isn’t what I wanted, but we’ll make the best of it.

“Never. I’ve never loved anyone but you, Hannah. I never will. How could I possibly want someone other than you?”

“I don’t want to make you unhappy. Hannah made it sound like it’s nothing, but three years is a long time. I don’t really know what to do. I’ll be honest with you, I don’t share well, and I can be quite jealous. The moment you and I got married, you became mine. I refuse to be made a fool of, and I won’t let you two sacrifice me for your own selfish goals. I won’t be your front while you screw my sister behind my back. I don’t know what our marriage will look like, and I’m well aware that you’re in love with her, but you’re insane if you think I’m going to stand back and watch you date her.” She pulls her wrists out of my grip and takes a step back. “I want you to be happy, Ares… but not with her. Not like that. Not after what you’ve both asked of me.”

Why can’t I ever be anyone’s priority? What makes me so undeserving of that? Why can I never measure up against Hannah in my parents’ eyes? In Ares’s eyes? What is it that she’s got and I’ll never have? Why is my best never enough?

“In all seriousness, Rave… I’m sorry I was one of the reasons you were upset today. I’m so fucking sorry, you have no idea.” I pause and inhale deeply, her signature cupcake scent sending my heart into overdrive. “I want you here, Raven. There is no one I’d rather have in my bed than you. No one. You may not believe that, but it’s true. From the moment I married you, you’ve had my loyalty right down to my every thought. There’s no one on my mind but you. When I look at you, all I see is my wife. Nothing else. No one else. There’s no space for anyone but you — not in my mind, and not in my heart. This may all sound like pretty lies and a poor attempt to console you, and I get that, but baby, over time you’ll realize that it’s the truth.”

I can’t believe I’ve been staying away from her when I could’ve had this all along. One night with her, and I think I’m already addicted.

Fuck. I’d love to hold her just like this as I fuck her from behind, my hands on her hips. I have no doubt she’d take my cock like a good girl.

I wish I could make her sit on her hands and knees while I eat her out from behind.

I move my hands away from her pussy and start to massage the back of her thighs, patiently waiting for a sign that she wants more, that I’m not crossing any lines. Raven squirms underneath me and repositions herself slightly, until she’s got my fingers back on her pussy, and I bite back a smile. Yeah, my darling wife wants more.

She keeps her eyes closed, pretending to be unaffected, but her breathing gives her away. That, and her soaking wet, swollen pussy. I grin as I grab the oil and pour it down her ass until it’s glistening and wet. “Sorry,” I murmur. “I think I used too much, baby. Let me clean that up for you.”

yet here I am, watching them disappear into my wife’s hungry pussy.

He pushes the tip into me, and I groan, my arms wrapping around his neck. “Go slow,” I plead. “It just… it’s been so long.” He smiles at me and pushes in just a little further. “You can take it,” he promises me. “You can, baby. Your pussy was made for me, I just know it.”

“Look at you taking my cock, baby. What a fucking sight.”

“I need to see the way your hungry pussy takes my cock, baby. I need to see all of you.”

“I will never let you go, Raven. Fuck what I said. I was a fucking moron who didn’t realize that he’d struck fucking gold. You’re my wife, for better or worse. Only you. For as long as I live.”

“Promise me. You told me you never break a promise, so promise me that you’ll be mine for the rest of our lives. No matter what.”

“I’m yours, Raven Windsor. Forever...

“Look at you,” he groans. “Look at you taking my cock, baby. You’re such a perfect little slut for me. The whole world thinks you’re this sweet and innocent woman. What would they think if they knew how much you’re loving the way I’m fucking your face?”

“Finger yourself for me, Raven. I want to see you riding your own hand while I fuck your hot little mouth.” I suck down on him harder, and he groans, his grip on my hair tightening. “Unless you want me to shoot my cum all the way down your throat, I advise you to ease off, Wifey.”

“It means that I want more than just your body. I want a chance to prove that I truly do want it all with you, the past be damned. I want a chance to win your heart,” he whispers. “Because with each passing day, you’re stealing a little bit more of mine.”

I love how she’s taken to blatantly checking me out.

“I don’t need to be in your lap for that.” I suppress a smile and shrug. “It’ll be easier for you to see the contours of my face.” The contours of my face? What kind of bullshit has she got me spouting now?

I cup her face gently, my thumb brushing over her lip. “Let me tell you another secret, wife. I find you fucking irresistible. The things I want to do to you… fuck.”

The way she moves her hips… fuck. She’s riding my fucking hand the way I want her to ride my cock.

She lifts herself up and grabs my cock, her eyes on mine as she sinks down on me.

“I’m fucking obsessed with you,” I admit. “I’m addicted, Raven. Every touch, every kiss. Every single thing you do hooks me more. You’re a habit I never want to kick.”

Fuck. I think I’m done for. I think I’m falling in love with my wife.

“Fuck, Raven. I think I love you.” I thrust into her hard, and she cries out. “Ares, oh God,” she moans. I chuckle as I press my lips against hers, kissing her and swallowing down her moans as I fuck her slowly, deeply. I drop my forehead against hers and inhale shakily. “Yeah, baby. I think I’m fucking in love with you.” “Ares,” she moans, her eyes finding mine. Her gaze is filled with cautious hope mixed with lust, and she’s never looked more beautiful. “Say that again.”

I pull almost all the way out of her and hold still, my eyes on hers. “I love you, Raven. I love you.”

“I love the way your lips part slightly when my thumb brushes over your clit, the way you start to pant for me, your eyes silently begging. Making you come is one of my favorite hobbies, baby.”

“I think I’m addicted to your pussy.” “I think I’m addicted to you,” she whispers. I flick her clit roughly, pushing her right to the edge. “I’ll keep you hooked, baby. I’ll keep feeding your addiction, so you’ll never leave me.”

“Ares,” she whispers, her voice husky. “I love you, too.”

Seems like I didn’t fuck you hard enough last night, huh? I’ll make sure you won’t be able to think of anyone but me by the time the sun rises tomorrow.

I smirk as I let my own towel drop to the floor and grab my cock, pumping up and down. “Just looking at you has me hard, baby. You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

“I want you to fuck me, Ares. I need you to take me hard and rough. Make it impossible for me to think of anything else.”

“You want my cock that badly, baby?”

“Nah,” I whisper. “I’m not having any of that. I’ll make you scream my name tonight, baby.”

I thrust into her hard, the sounds we’re making disturbing the silence in her quiet room. “Oh God, Ares,” she moans as she tightens her legs around my waist. I hold on to her hips tightly as I fuck her hard, fast, making her take all of me. “It’s too deep,” she pants.

“No,” I tell her. “You can take it, baby. Look at how well you’re taking my cock.” “Oh God,” she whispers, her head falling back.

“Ares,” she groans, and I fuck her harder, taking her roughly, without mercy, without any regard for the noise we’re making. The angle I’m taking her at has me rubbing against her g-spot, and the way she’s moaning for me tells me I’ve got her close. “I love you,” I whisper. “I fucking love you with all I am, Raven.” She looks into my eyes with so much love in her expression that I can barely take it. “I love you more, Ares.”