I look at my wife hardly believing that she’s completely and utterly mine now. We’re lying in bed, her dark hair fanned around her like a glorious crown.
“He’s an idiot,” she snaps.
I wrap my hand around both her wrists and bring them up over her head, pinning them against the bed, moving my body over her.
“How about we talk about something other than your brother?” I suggest. There’s nothing she can do to help there. After seeing how Ghost reacted to Millie, I’m not sure there’s anything any of us can do. Ghost is damaged—and I’m not just talking physically. My brother has something going on with him.
Drew lets out a sigh but looks at me. “What do you want to talk about?” she finally laughs, spreading her legs wider for me.
“I mean, I’ve got an idea,” I mumble, my lips pressed against the side of her neck.
“I think I can feel what that is,” she responds with a wicked grin, as she presses her body against me, moving just enough so that we are perfectly aligned, the hard ridge of my cock pressing against her soft, sweet, pussy.
“That’s why I married you, Midnight. That sexy as fuck brain of yours is so hot.”
“That’s not my brain you’re playing with, Jack,” she breathes, as I continue pulling on her nipples.
I go back on my knees to look down at my woman. I don’t know how in the fuck I got to be the man here with her, I’m just glad I am. I continue working on the hard peaks, watching her face as her pleasure builds. I resist as long as I can before I bend down and take one in my mouth, capturing it between my teeth, applying enough pressure to make her cry out, making her body trembling beneath me. I soothe the sting with my tongue. Her fingernails bite into my ass and I reward her by sliding my fingers between the lips of her pussy. She’s so wet, her body is vibrating with hunger. As long as I live, I know I will never get tired of having Drew in my life. She soothes an emptiness inside of me that had been swallowing me up from the inside.
“Tell me you love me, Drew,” I groan as I take my fingers away from her, grabbing my dick in a stranglehold. Fuck, if I don’t hold it tight, I’m liable to come all over her sweet body—and while that is always fun, it’s not what I want tonight.
“Jack,” she whimpers, her hips rocking as she thrusts up against me, needing more than I’m giving her.
I take the head of my cock, pressing it against her clit.
“Tell me,” I order, because this is not enough. I want inside of her. I work my cock back and forth in her juices, slowly killing us both.
“I love you, Jack. I’ll always love you.”
That’s exactly what I needed to hear. God, I’m in so deep I crave those words so many times through the day, that it’s insane. Drew never fails to give them to me, though. Hell, sometimes she gives them just because she knows it will make me fuck her. I told her once that her saying I love you was like instant Viagra and she laughed so hard that I had to push her up against the wall and have her then, too.
“My sweet and spicy, Drew,” I croon, before thrusting inside of her.
Instantly she tightens that sweet cunt around my cock. I pull her legs up against my upper body, throwing one of her legs over my shoulder. She cries out as I bottom out so deep inside of her that she literally has to taste my cock.
God, she’s heaven.
“Oh fuck,” she hisses.
“That’s it, Drew, take what I give you baby. Take it all,” I moan as I start a pace that her body instantly follows.
The two of us were made for one another. I know it—I’ve always known it. If I hadn’t found her, I wouldn’t have ever given a fuck what happened to me. That’s just the truth. Now, I get up every morning with a purpose and that purpose doesn’t really depend on my brothers anymore. I love them, but what I have with Drew is my reason for living.
I pull out until just the tip of my cock remains and I look down at the woman who captured my heart—hell, my soul. Her eyes are closed, her lasts fanning out across her blushed pink face and as she opens them up to look at me, my breath stalls.
“I love you, Drew. Until I draw my last breath, I will always love you.”
She smiles at me, it’s a smile of satisfaction, of happiness, and of love. I know because I often wear the same one—mine’s just nowhere near as pretty.
“I know, Jack. I know,” she responds.
I thrust back into her and rock against her, scraping my cock against her walls, giving her everything I can.
And when we come, it’s together.
The End
Turn the page for a prologue of Ghost’s book, Unspoken Vows.
Prologue of Unspoken Vows
GHOST
Two Days After Drew and Train’s Wedding
“I’ve been going through your files,” my doctor says.
Dr. Glenn Vasper. He’s supposed to be the best in his field. He’s helped famous stars recover from gunshot wounds and brain trauma. I’m praying like fuck he can help me.
“Let me have it,” I respond, my throat hoarse. I need to know what’s going on so I know if I’m meant to take up the offer sweet Millie Destril keeps giving me with her eyes. She came in for my sister’s wedding. Marcum confided in me that she showed interest in being a private nurse—my private nurse. I can’t make a decision on that until I know what my prognosis is. Maybe once I know how long a recovery I’m looking at, I’ll be able to decide on what to do with the beautiful nurse who keeps showing up in my dreams.
Hell, apparently being in a coma is rough on your body all the way around. I mean, I guess I realized that losing muscle mass and getting my limbs to move after trauma would be a thing. But lately, that’s not what is worrying me. My voice is doing weird shit. Hell, sometimes my throat feels so tight that I can’t swallow food—let alone talk. I don’t think I appreciated everything Toi went through, but I sure am now.
Toi…
I loved her once. She never saw me as anyone other than a friend, though. That’s a hard thing for a man like me to admit. Then again, she fell in love with Marcum almost immediately. It’s for the best. It would take an idiot not to see that they are extremely happy. Marcum has a way of making Toi sparkle with joy and her? She smooths out Marcum’s rough edges, brings him peace. We’ve all seen it. They’re good for each other, but I’d be a son-of-a-bitching liar if I didn’t say their happiness burns my insides raw at sometimes.
Millie is different than Toi. She’s sweet and gentle. I think my world would probably chew her up. I should send her away—tell Marcum he’s out of his mind. I haven’t yet because I love the way she looks at me. She wants me. She’s probably a good ten years younger than me, too. Hell, for all I know she’s a virgin. Still, I want her and if I truly can gain everything back that I’ve lost, I want her. What I won’t do is saddle her down with a man who can’t even take a piss without help after therapy.
That means there’s a lot riding on what the doctor tells me today.
“When the bullet entered into your back, it was rather high and went in at an upward trajectory.”