Who could have imagined that ten years ago, the broken man in the alleyway would eventually become her husband and the most feared man in the city?
He flashed a familiar wolfish grin at her, all hunger and naked need. She shuddered in anticipation, already feeling hot in her dress. It felt like an eternity, but Sal let her go so she could stand with Carver. He held her hands in his, gave them a squeeze, and stole one quick, fleeting kiss that left her yearning for more. The priest cleared his throat, his words inaudible to her ears.
Her heart hammered against her chest as she gazed into the eyes of the man she was about to spend the rest of her life with. It felt like she’d waited her entire life for this one moment. He said his vows and she fumbled over hers, but that didn’t seem to matter, even though she’d spent hours trying to get them perfect.
“I promise to honor and cherish you for the rest of my life,” she whispered. “To stand by you even when the rest of the world turns its back on you.”
Carver seldom showed emotions in front of others, but this moment, his rough and handsome face softened. Yasmin could tell her words meant the world to him.
The thick gold band he slipped into her finger was a perfect fit, and the matching band she slipped into his ring finger complemented it.There.They were bound until death did them part.
“You may kiss the bride,” the priest said after they exchanged rings.
This time, Carver didn’t hold back. He gripped her close and took her mouth, thrusting his tongue down her throat. She held onto his biceps, wanting to be out of her expensive dress so their skin could touch. He pulled away, leaving her panting, and playfully nipped at her ear.
Her nipples tightened, the buds sensitive against the lace of her white bra. Moisture flooded between her legs, and she pulled her thighs closed, painfully aware she had no underwear on, as per his request. She could envision him slipping his big inked hand past the folds of fabric, seeking her soaking cunt, and flushed.
“Wait a little longer, angel. Be good and once we’re alone, you’re mine to ruin,” he said quietly against her ear.
She shivered but had a comeback for her husband. “You’ve already done that. My body, heart, and soul are yours to keep.”
He leaned in for another, gentler kiss. “And I’ll treasure you for the rest of my life, angel.”