The Wrong Bride (The Windsors, #1)(88)

I chuckle and pull my fingers away. “Ares,” she groans, her eyes flashing with impatience.

I unbuckle my belt and undo my jeans impatiently. My cock is so fucking hard that restraining it hurts. “I need your pussy,” I tell her. “Lift your dress.”

She does as I tell her to, and I push her panties all the way to the side before pushing into her in one quick move.

“Oh God,” she moans loudly. It’s fucking music to my ears. The way she moans, the way she looks at me through the mirror. It’s fucking unreal.

I smile as I move my arm around her and place my fingers back on her pussy, teasing her clit while I fuck her from behind. “Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look, baby? My cock is sliding in and out of your pussy so fucking beautifully. You’re taking my cock like such a good fucking girl, my love.”

I increase the intensity on her clit, and her moans come quicker, loudly. I can’t get enough of her. “Ares,” she begs.

“Fucking hell, Raven. I can’t take it when you moan my name like that.”

I fuck her harder, pushing her to the edge.

“Yes,” she moans. “Oh God, yes.”

I watch her in the mirror as she comes for me, her eyes falling closed as pure bliss takes over her face. Her pussy tightens so fucking hard that I can’t help but come right along with her. “Fuck, Raven,” I groan. I pull her head back and kiss her, not wanting to pull out of her just yet.

Raven pulls away, her cheeks flushed and the sexiest just-fucked look on her face. Fucking hell. I just had her, and I already want more.

I wrap my hands around her panties and push them down her thighs until they fall to the floor. I reach for them as I pull my trousers back up, and she watches me as I lift them to my face, inhaling deeply before I put them in the inside pocket of my suit jacket. “You’re going to walk around without them,” I tell her. “And each time you feel my cum drip down your thighs, I want you the remember how much I fucking want you. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you, Raven. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you. You’re it for me. No matter what.”

I press a kiss to her cheek before I slip out of the bathroom, giving her a moment to catch her breath. I can’t wipe the smile off my face as I close the door behind me.

I’m on such a fucking high that not even the fact that Hannah is standing right around the corner can ruin my mood. I smile at her as I walk past her, entirely unaffected by the torment I see in her eyes.





Chapter Fifty-Five





Raven





I stare at myself in the mirror, taking in the smeared lipstick, my messy hair and clothes. I’d been so distraught watching Hannah follow him around the garden, and he turned my mood around just like that. He knew exactly what I needed without me even saying a word.

I try my hardest to fix my appearance, but no matter what I do, I look like I just had a quickie with my husband. I suppose it’s the smile that I can’t suppress.

I’m strangely giddy as I slip out of the bathroom, but my mood drops instantly when I find Hannah leaning against the wall. She looks at me with such hatred in her eyes that I find myself frozen in place.

“It wasn’t enough that you stole him from me, huh? You just had to fuck him all night knowing I could hear you two.” She waves her hand in my direction. “And now this? You just had to steal his attention away when we were finally having a civil conversation. What is it that you’re trying to do? You just had to show me how much he wants you? Do you want to rub in that I lost my chance? That I gambled and lost?”

I lean back against the closed bathroom door and shake my head. “No, Hannah. I would never knowingly do that to you. I tried to be quiet last night, and just now… well, it had nothing to do with you. I went inside and Ares followed me. You could’ve stopped him if you wanted to.”

She laughs humorlessly. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? You fucking bitch. I don’t understand why everyone always thinks you’re so sweet and innocent, when you’re a vicious fucking slut.”

I smile at her, barely able to restrain my anger. “Hmm, you might be onto something there. Ares does call me his little slut, after all.” Her eyes widen as though she can’t believe I just said that, and I merely shrug. “I’m done indulging you. You put me through hell for years, and I always gave in, because that’s just how it’s always been between us. Not anymore, Hannah. Walking away from Ares is the best thing you ever could’ve done for me, but it’s also the worst thing you ever could’ve done to me. Your blatant disregard for my happiness and my plans for my future is disgusting. I’m done hoping that someday, you’ll go back to being the big sister I once looked up to.”

She looks hurt for a moment, but her pain rapidly makes way for anger. “Don’t give me that shit,” she tells me. “Don’t try to change the subject and shift the blame.”

I cross my arms and stare her down. “I wouldn’t dare. That’s your area of expertise, after all.”

She grits her teeth. “Tell me honestly, Raven. Why did you take my place on my wedding day? We both know Grandma Anne would’ve allowed us to postpone the wedding if you hadn’t. Despite her threats, she’d never have forced you. She loves you far too much to do that to you.”