Page 119 of The Arrogant's Redemption

My cock throbs, desperate for release, and the spasms of her pussy drag me right to the edge.

"Tell me how much you love being fucked by your husband."

"You’re not my?—"

I slap her ass. "What we’re doing tomorrow is just a formality. I’ve always been yours. Say what I want to hear."

"I love you inside me. Anywhere in me. And I love when you just hold me in your arms too. It’ll always be you, Lazarus. I’m your woman. Your lover. Yours. Fuck me harder."

The fuck goes from heated to pure madness—and I give her everything.

"Come with me. I want your honey all over my cum."

She lets out a long moan, surrendering, full of love—and seconds later, I’m spilling inside her.

"I love you, Alexis. I’ll spend the rest of my life proving it."

"I don’t need proof anymore, LJ. I want memories and photos. Christmases and birthdays. You and our children. I don’tneed a contract or guarantees—because I trust you, and I trust our love."

Alexis

EPILOGUE 1

Wedding Day – Lazarus & Alexis

"I'm terrified I’m going to trip and fall," I whisper to my mom as we reach the front of the house LJ bought here in Cape Cod.

Outside, family and friends are waiting for us.

And most importantly, the two loves of my life.

All around us are flower girls and ring bearers—children of friends and relatives—ready to toss petals down the aisle, leading me toward the altar.

My mom kisses my forehead. "If you fall, I’ll be right there with you. We’ll always be a team."

I squeeze her hand, feeling a wave of calm wash over me. I take a deep breath and step forward toward my love—and his miniature copy.

My heart is racing, but not because of a defect this time. It pounds with anticipation and joy.

A little anxiety too, of course.

Every nerve in my body feels alive, wired with emotion as I finally live the dream of marrying the only man I’ll ever love.

In my beautiful white gown, the skirt flowing around me, bouquet in my right hand, and arm in arm with my mother, I step onto the aisle—the path that will lead me to the end of the rainbow, to my private treasure: LJ and Sedric.

With every step, my eyes search for them. Some guests lean out of their seats, blocking my view a little.

But then, even without a clear line of sight, I hear it:

"Moooooommy, so pretty!"

Laughter ripples through the guests—and my mother chuckles too—but I decide right then that I’m done with protocol.

"I need to go," I tell her, and she nods.

"You have my blessing, my daughter," she says as I kiss her cheek.

I take off running—completely unconcerned about the stir I’m causing. At this point, the kids take it as a sign that they can go wild too and start chasing after me.

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