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leaned in and spoke to her. “Don’t joke now, Meggie. I’ve waited my

whole life for this. I might not have known your face, but I knew you.

You were made for me. Everything I’ve suffered through, I did it to

bring you to me.”

Tears welled in her eyes. She reached up and cupped his face.

He’d gone through hell, and yet she had the distinct feeling he meant

every word he said. He would go through it again if it brought them

together. She suddenly realized that she would do the same. She

would make all the same choices, go through the same pain if it meant

standing here with this man.

“I want to be your wife, Cian Finn. I am so proud to be your

wife.”

Her nipples were hard pebbles as he rolled them between his

thumb and forefinger. He closed his eyes for moment as he cupped

her breasts. She felt his deep satisfaction at the contact and knew he

could sense how much she enjoyed it, too. He molded her breasts with

one hand as he pulled her close with the other. He kissed her, his

tongue singing with his need.

Meg cupped her husband’s erection. She pressed against his cock

as his hips moved helplessly against her hand. He was huge, and she

could already feel his pre-cum beginning to seep from the slit, wetting

his trousers. “Ci, we need to get home.”

“No time,” he said. She found herself on her back looking up at

the green canopy of trees. Cian towered over her. He started to work

on the ties of his pants, his hands shaking slightly. His voice was

perfectly clear, though. It was dark and rich and flowed over her with

command. “Lift your skirts.”

Meg struggled to sit up. He couldn’t mean to do this here. They

were on a well-used trail. “Ci, we’re out in the open.”

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