Page 53 of Our Hearts to Break

I shake my head. “No, I only want River. If I marry anyone, it would be him.”

She hugs me again and smiles. “Okay, darling. It’s getting late. We can talk more tomorrow.”

“Yeah, sure,” I mutter, dazed by the wild events of the night.

My dad pats my back and nods. He exits the room with my mother, and I can’t move my feet. I stand there, staring at the door, blown away by the truth.

River clings to my chest, his arms holding me in a vise. “That was unexpected. How do you feel?”

“They apologized,” I choke out.

It’s the first thing that comes to mind.

“That was… Are you happy?”

I bob my head. “I need time to process everything. I don’t even know how to feel.”

He grabs his suitcase and tosses my bag over his shoulder. “I’m tired. Come to bed with me.”

Like a zombie, I move toward his bedroom, still somewhat buzzed, wondering if I’m dreaming. The second we’re inside his room, River pushes my back to the door and locks it.

I blow out a breath of air. “Dude, please tell me I made that up. I feel like I’m inThe Matrixand took the red pill. There are just some things children shouldn’t know about their parents.”

“At least they’re cool with you being gay.” River shrugs. “Could have been much worse. Your dad could have reacted like mine.”

My hands find his hips, and I feel his dick brush mine. He’s semihard and grinding on me. So, I drag him to the bed, crashing onto the mattress, tangled up in each other.

I throw my leg over his and suck on his bottom lip. “I need to fuck you. My dick misses your tight ass.”

River laughs. “So romantic.”

“You want romance?”

I slide off the bed, dig through my bag, and offer him a small rectangular black box with a gold bow. He gives me an apprehensive look.

River tugs at the ribbon and flips the lid, laughing. “A cock ring? Really?”

“Hey, I wrapped it. If that’s not romance, I don’t know what is.” I kneel on the floor between his spread legs. “Do you like it?”

He licks his lips and nods.

“Wanna use it?”

“Yes, but?—”

I press my finger to his lips. “Put it on. I want you to feel the vibration while I suck your cock.”

Without hesitation, River unzips his pants. I lean forward to breathe in his scent. Every time we have sex, I turn into a wolf sniffing his mate.

“Romance isn’t the same as sex,” River says as I inch his pants down his thighs.

To silence him, I lick the tip of his hard cock peeking through the slit in his boxer briefs. “Is this what you want? Or should I try to sweep you off your feet?”

“I like it when you sing.” Shoving his fingers through my blond hair, he smiles. “I like your voice.”

“Yeah?” I say, somewhat surprised. “Well, what should I sing for you? I’m really good at humming.”

I swallow his cock into the back of my throat, making a sound that drives him wild, the vibration going straight to his balls.

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