Page 50 of An Unhinged Wedding

I stare at the picture in my hand as Lara does Mia’s bloodwork. Our baby is perfect, like my wife. I don’t care if it’s a boy or a girl. I hope he or she looks like their beautiful mother. Although, if it’s a girl with blonde hair and emerald eyes, I will be ready to eliminate every boy that looks her way. I know Mia worries about bringing a child into our world. Her fears are not without cause. It’s a dark and dangerous world. If our enemies were to get their hands on our child, they’d do unspeakable things. It’s the reason they won’t. I will never allow it. My guard will never come down. At all costs, I will keep my family safe. Every threat will be eliminated before danger comes, which is why Joey will be long gone by the time our child is born. Every man he sends will be killed, and when I find him, I’m going to burn that fucker from the inside out before I rip the skin from his bones.

I gaze at Mia as she wipes tears from her eyes, “I’m going to walk Dr. Gibb out, I’ll be right back.”

She nods but doesn’t say a word.

I walk the doctor out, say our quick goodbyes, and return to Mia. When I walk in, she’s curled up in the fetal position, sobbing loudly. Did I want her to have my child? Yes. Do I think she’ll get used to the idea? Also, yes. But seeing her like this is not something I ever wanted. I never meant to hurt her. If I were a better man, I would’ve left her alone and stayed far from her. But I’m not a better man. I’m not even a good man. I’m the man that wants to possess her for all my days. I should probably let her go and live her life without me. I won’t do that. I could never let her go, even if it would make her happy. The moment I tasted her, I knew I could not live without her. My wife is the one thing I need more than oxygen.

Simply put, I cannot fucking function without her. I hate that I hurt her, though. I live for her smiling face. I did this, and somehow, I must fix this. I have to make things right.

I sit on the bed beside her and pull her into my arms, “Kitten. It’s going to be okay.”

Much to my surprise, she doesn’t push me away. Instead, she buries her face in my chest. I don’t enjoy seeing her in pain, but I do love when she’s vulnerable with me. Through her sobs, she says, “I can’t do this, Trevor. I can’t be a mom.”

I take her face in my hands and kiss the tears drenching her face, “Talk to me, Mia. What are you so afraid of? Do you really not want our baby?”

“Our baby is perfect and beautiful. Of course I want it. But there’s more to consider than that. I don’t know how to be a mom. I don’t want to ruin our child. Look at our lives, Trev. We are constantly in danger.”

“I swear to you, I will keep you both safe. Never will I allow you to be taken from me. Neither of you, Mia. And let's be honest, Kitten. You’re far more lethal than most moms out there.”

The look in her stunning eyes makes my heart skip a beat, “I love you. I should hate you for what you did. I want to but I can’t.”

I take a deep breath, desperately needing oxygen in my lungs, “I’m not sorry I got you pregnant. I am sorry I wasn’t honest with you. That was wrong. For hurting you, I’ll never forgive myself. I never want to be the cause of your tears. I want to kill any man who hurts you and to know I’m the one that put those tears in your eyes, fucking kills me.”

I press my lips to hers softly, and she parts hers, allowing me to slide my tongue into her mouth. Fuck, my wife tastes like heaven. As much as I want to throw her down on the mattress and fuck her hard, I don’t. I want her to know how much I love her and not just for the incredible sex we have. I pull back slightly, breaking the kiss, my lips ghost hers, “I swear to you, Mia. I will make this right. For the rest of my life, I will prove to you every day how much I love you.”

She slides her small hands into my hair, pulls my lips back to hers, and kisses me with a desperate, needy kiss. I’m ready to lose my damn mind when she moans into my mouth.

“Kitten, you better stop. I’m trying to take things slow, for you. I’m starving. If you’re not careful I’ll lose control.”

MIA

“Idon’t want to go slow. You’re my husband. You said you’d claim me and remind me who I belong to. Remind me, Trev.”

He lifts me from his lap, grabs the hem of my t-shirt, and pulls it over my head before tossing it on the floor.

“Lay down, beautiful.”

When he moves off the bed, I lie back. He hooks his thumbs into my panties on either side and pulls them down my legs and over my feet. Trevor brings the material to his face and inhales, causing me to moan. I love that my scent turns him on so much. He’s like a feral animal chasing the scent of his favorite meal. Knowing that just the scent of my pussy gets him hard makes a slickness form between my legs.

He tosses my panties with my shirt, “Spread for me, Kitten. Let me see how beautifully you glisten for me.”

I spread wide open for him as I watch him get undressed. Slowly, he unbuttons his gray shirt with a knowing smirk, “Enjoying the show, wife?”

Licking my lips, I smile, “Immensely.”

When he removes his pants and boxers, I feel as needy as I know I look.

“Spread that pussy for me.”

Using two fingers, I do as he says, and he groans, “Fuck. I’ve missed this pretty little pussy so much.”

He climbs between my spread legs while licking his lips, “Legs on my shoulders, Kitten. I’m going to taste what’s mine.”

Trevor places a soft kiss on my clit, causing more wetness to appear but not giving me what I desperately need, “Trev, please.”

“Who owns this beautiful cunt, Mia?”

“You do.”

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