Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
He growls my name.
I squeal, clinging to him as he stands in one fluid movement. Water sluices off us in a flood, soaking the floor around the tub. He steps out with me in his arms, without even missing a beat. He doesn't even stop to dry us off. He storms through the bathroom with me and then into the bedroom, tackling me onto the bed beneath him.
I squeal again, squirming as he pins me beneath him. Once he has me where he wants me, he reaches over my head, grabbing something out of his nightstand.
"Say it," he growls.
"But I wanted to ask in the bathtub," I tease.
"Say it, little one," he grits out.
"Fine!" I cry, giving in. "Andreas Christopher Romano, will you please marry me?"
"No."
I blink at him, shocked.
"That's not how this goes, rabbit," he says, his eyes soft. So damn soft I get lost in them. "You don't ask me to marry you. You don't ask me for anything. You tell me what you need, and I give it to you. That's how this thing between us works."
"Andreas," I whisper. He's so crazy. I love it so much.
"I'm the one who asks you, rabbit," he whispers, rubbing his nose along the side of mine. "I beg if that's what it takes to get you agree to become my wife. Marry me, little one. Make me the happiest goddamn man on this planet and tell me I can love you forever. Please."
"That's not a question."
He hitches my leg up over his hip with a soft growl, slipping inside me with one deep thrust. We both moan, clinging to one another. God, he feels so good. So damn good.
"Marry me, little one," he growls in my ear.
"Andreas."
"Marry me."
He nips my throat and then kisses my lips, making love to me so slowly I feel every ridge of his cock, feel every blissful drag against my inner walls. "Please, little one. I need you," he groans, writhing on top of me. "I'll always need you."
"Yes," I sob, unable to tease him any longer. "Yes, I'll marry you."
He falls still above me and then groans my name, shuddering.
"Andreas," I gasp when he slips a ring on my finger.
"You said you had to have a ring to marry me, little one," he murmurs, bringing my hand up to his lips to kiss the solitaire princess cut diamond. The pride and devotion in his eyes sear me all the way to my bones and send me flying. With him, I'm always flying. And I never, ever want to come down.
I sob his name, this perfect, beautiful moment topping every single one that came before.
Epilogue
Andreas
Five Years Later
"Fuck, little one," I groan, writhing against the wall as Catriona takes me deep into her mouth before pulling back to start all over again. She tortures me, running her tongue along my shaft and humming in pleasure. Her small hand cups my balls, the nails of her other hand digging into my thigh through my slacks.
Fuck, she's perfect. Somehow, she gets even better at this every fucking time she does it. After five years, she still manages to blow my mind every time she gets her hands or her mouth on me. My little rabbit is insatiable. There aren't many days when she isn't a horny little thing.
Even now, she's dying to fuck. She just had our baby girl a month ago and hasn't been cleared for sex, but she's got her hand down my pants at every available opportunity. Telling her no is impossible, especially since she keeps my fucking dick hard. I live and breathe for this woman.
She rolls my balls between her fingers.
"Goddamn," I growl, my stomach going concave. "I'm going to come."
She hums in delight, greedily taking me deeper. I hit the back of her throat…feel it close around the head of my cock as she swallows. And then I'm thrusting down her throat.
"Ah, fuck!" I shout, delirious with pleasure. I rock my hips, fucking her throat as cum shoots up my shaft. My world goes black, the orgasm blinding me. Blood rushes in my ears in a torrent of sound. All I see is her; all I feel is pleasure.
She swallows every drop I give her, leaving me plastered against the fucking wall and breathing hard. Her proud smile and bright eyes have my dick twitching before he's even fully soft. She wipes beneath her eyes, meeting my gaze.
"Beautiful," I growl, dragging her into my arms to kiss the shit out of her.
She squeals, trying to wiggle free. "You're going to mess up my lipstick!"
"Little one, I already fucked up your lipstick," I mutter against her lips. "Half of it is on my cock right now."
"Darn it," she huffs, elbowing me in the ribs. "I have things to do today."
Of course she does. Nothing slows Catriona down for long. We have three little ones and a brand-new baby, but Catriona never stops. She's full of energy and eager to experience everything life has to offer. After spending so long living under the oppressive thumb of the Vipers, she loves the freedom she has here.