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“Am I the only one you want, Dylan?”

“You’re… you’re the only one I…” Dylan whimpered as he came for me, his come spilling against my palm. While he was still trembling, I slid all the way out of him, casually shifting him onto his back before pushing my cock back inside him. I then held his legs up on either side of my waist as I locked eyes with him, my shaft pumping into him hard.

“What… did I tell you… about looking at me like that?” Dylan shook his head as he spoke. “You’re… going to make me think… the wrong thing.”

“And what’s the wrong thing?”

“That you have… actual feelings… for me…” Dylan let out a light laugh. “I… only belong to you… while I’m here, right? So, when I’m gone… none of this counts… anymore…”

“What if I wanted to keep you for longer?”

“Do you? Want to keep me for longer?”

“Would you let me?”

“I’d let you do whatever you wanted with me, Cole Stratton.”

Dylan’s words sent me right over the edge, my cock exploding inside him. It took me a few moments to catch my breath as I slid down next to him on the bed, his head soonresting on my chest. I wrapped an arm around him as he closed his eyes, murmuring something aboutnever being fucked like that in his life. He fell asleep a little after that, and I followed right behind him, my mind empty of every thought except for one.

Dylan.

11

DYLAN

It was the Big Day.

And I’d woken up next to the bride’s brother this morning.

I’d rushed out of his cabin before anyone could catch us, avoiding the main routes as much as possible. It’d been a feat to make it back to my own cabinandpretend like I’d just woken up when Amber knocked on my door, but I’d somehow managed it.

A few coffees later and I was standing in the middle of controlled chaos.

The control provided by me and the chaos provided by everyone and everything else.

“The sand! Dylan!” Amber was nearly in tears as she ran up to me. She was dressed in her bare bones wedding attire, just a corset and some expensive looking stockings underneath. “It’s off-white! I have no idea where the hell it came from! It’s all wrong!”

She grabbed me by the hand before I could respond, dragging me over to the aisle we’d designed. “Do you see what I’m talking about?!”

“Oh, I see it. And someone’s head is going to roll for it,” I seethed before turning back to nice. “But I don’t have time tochop off anyone’s head today. Today, is all about making your special day perfect.”

I snapped my fingers and a few of Amber’s assistants appeared at my side. “Get this sand off the aisle. There should be bags full of different sand in the corner of the planning barn. It came in this morning.”

“You already ordered backup sand?”

“Of course, I ordered backup sand.” I winked. “What do I look like? Some kind of amateur?”

“I love you! I love you!” Amber threw her arms around me. “Do you think you can check on the doves, too? One of the girls just texted me that some of the animals aren’t cooperating.”

“Wait, just the doves? Because you just saidsomeof the animals?—”

“I love you! Bye!” Amber ran off before I could say another word. I walked off to where we were keeping the doves for the ceremony, a close by barn. I took a deep breath before I opened the door, expecting things to be in total disarray…

And my expectations were met immediately.

There were a few doves outside of their arranged spaces, seemingly doing whatever the hell they felt like doing. I spotted one of the wranglers waving their hands, making bird calls, doing whatever they could, but none of it working. I then proceeded to watch one of the doves perfectly perch on the wrangler’s head, defying him in real time.

I looked across the barn and saw one of the bridesmaids shaking her head profusely as she stared up at a horse. The horse seemed like it had the same attitude towards her, moving away from her before planting its feet.

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