Page 107 of Heart of a Rebel

On a final hard thrust, Adrian pulls out and removes his hand from my mouth to grab his dick with it. Coating himself in me as his release shoots all over my stomach and my chest. With the darkest gleam in his eyes, he paints my skin.

Once he’s empty, he releases himself and leans forward, both hands on the table on either side of my shoulders.

“You look perfect.” He grins.

“Is that so?”

He dips his face down until he’s a breath from my lips. “That’s so.”

It’s dirty. Filthy. And I love him.

Epilogue

Adrian

One Year Later

“Lookatyou.”Sebastianstops in front of Merry and grins wide.

Cassie nudges him in the shoulder as if that will stop him.

“Aren’t you pretty.” He winks.

Merry crosses her arms over her chest and gives him a glare so intense I’m surprised he doesn’t burn up on the spot. “Shove it.”

Noah wraps his arm around Merry’s shoulder and gives her a kiss on the cheek. “Don’t listen to that dipshit.”

“Dipshit?” Sebastian pretends to be offended. “Is that any way to talk to the groom?”

“When the groom is you, yes.” Noah quirks an eyebrow.

Sebastian shrugs and Cassie wraps her arms around one of his with a smile.

“Sorry,” she says to Merry. “But you look so pretty in pink.”

“Only for you.” Merry points at her, before taking a sip of her champagne.

Leave it to Cassie to throw a pink wedding. Pink flowers, pink bridesmaid dresses, pink hair for her, and a pink tie on Sebastian. Not that he seems to mind. Because when either of them likes something they’re a little excessive about it, and apparently that draws them to each other.

Looking down at Eloise, she is perfectly polished beside me. So much so that I can’t wait to mess her up later. She watches the scene play out in front of us and doesn’t seem to mind her pink dress at all.

I was almost certain the band was in for a nuclear reaction when Cassie announced she was going to dress them all in bubble gum pink for her wedding. One look from Merry and an all-out battle ensued. But, even with all her resistance, Merry is a good friend, proven in this moment.

I’m not sure any of us thought we would see the day Merry would be standing in the middle of a jam-packed wedding reception in a bright pink strapless dress. Even if she added her flare with a black studded belt and her trademarkfuck-youexpression.

“It’s almost time for pictures,” Cassie says, smiling.

She’s in a floor-length dress that does some swoopy thing at the bottom all the girls have been fawning over. Eloise told me it’s mermaid style, whatever that means. All I know is there’s pink lace covering the upper half that matches her hair, and it’s fitting for her.

“I need more champagne before that happens.” Merry hands her empty glass to Noah.

He trades it for a fresh one from their table and laughs, but it gets a glare out of her.

“Glad I’m amusing you.” Merry rolls her eyes.

“Sorry, beautiful. Promise you can take your frustration out on me later.” He tips her chin up for a rough kiss.

Cassie steps forward and pushes them apart. “Noah Hayes, don’t you dare mess up her makeup and hair before we get pictures taken.”

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