Page 73 of A Forbidden Love (Fraser Crime Syndicate 3)

CHAPTER21

Aurelia

The morning after our wedding, I wake up in Ryan’s arms. My pussy feels sore and my back too, but it’s the kind of ache that tells me I had a good night.

I twist my neck to peer over my shoulder at my sleeping husband.

I’ll never get used to saying that.

Ryan Malone is my husband.

I always thought I would be terrified of marriage and of being someone’s wife. I spent my whole life told I would marry for my family. I never thought I would wed for love. Circumstances might have made things happen faster than they would if we were living a normal life, but it doesn’t change the fact I love him.

He’s it for me.

“Are you staring at me?” Ryan asks in a sleepy voice.

“Maybe a little,” I admit. His arm tightens around me, drawing me against his hard cock. “Do you have any regrets?”

He stiffens and glances over at me. “Not a single one. Do you?” I shake my head. “Why would you ask that?”

“Everything happened kind of fast. I don’t want you to feel like you were pushed into things.”

“I don’t feel that at all,” he says, nuzzling against the back of my neck.

“My brothers didn’t kill you.”

“I didn’t think they would.”

“I don’t know why not. I was sure they would.”

“Because all your brothers want is for you to be happy,” he says, before kissing my neck. One of his hands goes between my legs, his fingers slipping inside me while the other wraps around my breast. I whimper as he thrusts inside my pussy, hitting that spot that makes me see stars.

“Ryan…” I gasp his name as he pulls me against his chest, my back moulded to him.

“Come for me, Lia.”

He pushes deeper, his thumb rubbing my clit at the same time. It’s these moments with him that I love. I feel so connected to him right now. His nose nudges along my throat, his weight pressing against my back.

“I’m close,” I promise.

I am. My pussy contracts as tingles build within me. I never knew a relationship could be like this. I never knew I could enjoy sex and the touch of a man. I always thought my husband would be a man I despised. The relief I feel at having this choice given to me is unbelievable. I have my brothers to thank for that. I’ll never stop being grateful for what they’ve done. They gave me my life. They enabled me to be happy. They took me away from monstrous parents who wanted to control every aspect of me. I would have been a shell of a person under my mother’s plans.

My thoughts scatter as my orgasm hits me. I squeeze my eyes shut as everything contracts and pulses. He doesn’t stop finger-fucking me or playing with my breast as I ride the wave.

I cling to him until the orgasm subsides. Then he pulls me against his chest and tugs the covers over us both. He kisses my temple.

“I wish we could lie here forever,” he says.

I wish that too, but we have to face today. When Charlotte finds out what I’ve done, this little bubble we’ve created will burst.

I trace circles on his chest, wanting to get lost in him. “I should never have dragged you into this. You are going to be front and centre in my mother’s rage.”

“I can handle Charlotte Fraser. I’m not scared of her.”

“You should be. Charlotte has a way of turning the tide in her favour. I’m scared we’ll never get out from under her.”

“All tyrants have their day. Charlotte’s days are numbered. As are Anthony’s. You have to trust your brothers to see this through.”

---