The Loyal Groom (Groom #1) Read Online Alexa Riley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Groom Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“Darian,” she whines, lifting her hips. “I need it.”

“Stop,” I grit out between my teeth. “You’ll make me cum too fast.”

“But if you cum, it will make me cum.” She clenches around me to try and steal it, and god help me, she almost does.

“Fuck,” I curse, pounding my fist into the cushion.

“Please,” she begs, and she knows I’m done for. I can’t say no to her, especially when I’m balls deep in her perfect pussy.

With one final thrust, my cock throbs, and the well of release pours out of me. True to her word, the feeling of my cock pulsing inside of her sends her over the edge with me.

Together we groan and cling to one another as I bury my face in her neck. It’s powerful and fast but no less perfect as I slowly catch my breath and come back down to earth. I take my time kissing her slowly and she smiles up at me as she traces my jaw.

“I love you so much,” I say because I can’t think of anything else I feel right now. Love. That’s all I have in my heart because every day I have her in my arms.

“I love you too.”

When we make love again, it’s slower this time, but she manages to steal my release from me like a little witch.

Epilogue

Rosy

Five years later…

“Baby.” Darian pushes my hair off my shoulder, kissing my neck. I’m sitting at the kitchen island looking over the cards in front of me. “Everything is going to be fine,” he tries to reassure me. I should know that. Darian wouldn’t let this play out any other way.

“I don’t know why I’m so nervous.” I pick up all the cards, stacking them in a pile.

“Need me to calm you down?” His hand goes to my thigh, slipping under my dress. I drop my head back, resting it on his chest. He pulls my panties to the side, his fingers finding my clit. “Always so fucking wet for me.”

A small moan comes from me. I’m trying to be quiet. Our kids are in the next room over watching a movie. I bite the inside of my cheek.

“Tonight after we get the girls to bed you’re going to sit on my face. It’s been too long since I had your taste in my mouth.” If I wasn't about to orgasm I’d laugh. He had a taste of me this morning, but Darian is always up for another. The man is addicted to me. I’m addicted to him too. “Gotta cum for me, beautiful.” He bites down on my shoulder.

My body jerks, and I cum for him. My eyes fall closed as the pleasure courses though me and I relax. I can feel some of the tension leaving my muscles. Darian can always get me to relax one way or another. The man knows my body better than I do.

He pulls his hand out from under my dress, licking his fingers clean. I grab his shirt and pull him down for a kiss. His hand goes to the small baby bump that has already formed. With our first and second it took forever for me to show. Not so much with our son. He is already making himself known. He’s going to be as big as his father.

“I just don’t want the girls to get attached to them and something to go wrong.” I shrug. I know better than anyone what a disappointment my parents can be. But I also remember them being loving when I was little.

“People change. Life does that to you.” He’s right. Life teaches you lessons along the way. My parents are getting old.

“How are you not mad at them?”

“I was for a long time. But I was only mad because of how they treated you. At the end of the day, it didn't matter if they liked me or not. I got you and our family. They are the ones that are missing out.” I nod in agreement. He’s right. We made it all on our own.

My parents sent gifts for Megan from the beginning. They never called, but every holiday or birthday, gifts would show up. Then when Maddy came along they’d done the same. Over the past year the girls have been asking about their grandma and grandpa. How come they never come over?

I didn't want to keep them apart if they wanted to be involved in their lives. I was scared that they could drop out of their lives like they did mine long ago.

I ran into my mom a few weeks ago at an event. She broke down in front of me. Cried and said how sorry she was. She owned up to her mistakes, even said she understood if I never wanted to see them again. My father had done the same.


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