by Joanna Blake
The door was locked! Jake had lost his damned mind. He had locked me in!
“Hello?” I called out, feeling stunned, outraged, annoyed, and amused all at once. I heard footsteps after a moment thankfully. An unsettling feeling of panic had been starting to rise.
Locked in, like a damned animal! The man was going to have to stop treating me like a pet once we were married, wasn’t he?
“Is someone there?” I asked, then took a deep breath. “I seem to be locked in.”
“Sorry,” came the reply. A sheepish redheaded beauty popped her head inside the door. “I told him the lock was overkill!”
“I didn’t even know you could lock these doors from the outside.”
“You can’t,” Phee said with a chuckle. “Just this one, and just since last night.”
“You mean I was locked in all night and I didn’t know it?”
“Yup,” she said, plopping onto one of the arm chairs by the massive windows. “He spent half the night pacing the halls and checking your windows.”
“What?”
“He looked really jittery, Elle,” Phee said, her voice serious. I sat down with a plop.
“Does he really think I am going to leave him? Now?”
“I don’t think he knows what he thinks. I just know he loves you an awful lot.”
Tears stung my eyes.
“I love him, too.”
“Have you told him?”
I nodded. I had. But maybe not as much as I should…
“Uh oh, time to fix your makeup,” she said chirpily, springing into action. In a couple of minutes the runny mascara was fixed. “Now, let’s get you into that dress.”
“It’s time, then?” I asked, feeling suddenly nervous.
“It’s time,” she said. “Feel like running?” she asked with a raised brow.
“Towards him, Phee. Only towards him.”
“Good,” she said, giving me a gentle squeeze. “Let’s go get your man.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jake
I had my arm over my bride’s shoulders as we wandered around the estate, chatting with the guests. The move looked casual, but I was making sure she didn’t wander off. She gave me a funny look, as if she knew what I was up to. Little did she know I would be watching her like a hawk for the rest of our lives together…
The day had been perfect. I didn’t want to stress out my bride but putting handcuffs on her. But honestly, I’d been tempted.
Elle’s mom and uncle were here, along with some childhood friends. We’d flown them all out first-class from Ireland. Shirl was here too, as well as Elle’s band Black Diamond. They were going to be performing later, when the dancing started.
But for now there was a string quartet playing by the bar. White flowers were everywhere, along with food and drink stations.
It was serene, classy, and beautiful.
Just like my bride.
She kicked my shin. I looked at her, surprised by the sharp jab. She glared at me, hissing in my ear.
“Why did you lock me in, eh?”
I was laughing as I pulled her behind a tree. I guess the gig was up. She wiggled indignantly as I reached down to pinch her juicy little ass.
“I just wanted to make sure you were still here in the morning, wife.”
She frowned at me, crossing her arms. Her green eyes sparkled at me the way they did when she was mad. She looked adorable as always.
She also looked dangerous.
My bride had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks in rural Ireland. She’d had to kick ass and take names from the beginning. I knew for a fact, she had a long list of names.
“You have a lot of nerve, husband.”
I bit her neck, running my hand down over her belly.
“You needed your rest, I wanted to make sure you were safe and sound.”
“I love you, Jake.”
I stared at her.
“I know that.”
“And unless you do something truly dastardly, I will never leave you.”
A dull ache started inside my chest and then something burst open.
“Do you hear me, husband? I’m not going anywhere.”
“I hear you, wife,” I said, a smile on my face. I felt lighter. Freer. Hornier than ever before.
I lifted her skirt slowly.
“Jake Delancey, you are wicked!”
She slapped my arms but she was laughing. I grinned at her, loving the husky sound of her voice. Then I lifted her skirt and slipped my finger under the edge of her lace panties.
She gasped as I toyed with her folds.
I smirked.
“Would you like to go upstairs with me, Eleanor?”
She nodded, her eyes closed. Her lips were pink and open as she exhaled deeply. I gave her a quick kiss before I hoisted her up and carried her to the house.
It’s a good thing her dress was long.
It swayed in front of us, covering my massive erection.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Elle
“Jake, please!”
My husband had surprised me. We’d been married less than an hour and he was already full of tricks.
He had tied me to the bed, very carefully of course. He was being extremely gentle as he stimulated every inch of my body with his tongue and hands.
Too gentle.
I squirmed against my bonds, my body crying out for release. I was ready dammit! But he was taking too damn long!
He grinned at me, wagging his finger.
“Jake! We have to get back to the party!”
“Nobody will notice.”
He was making lazy whorls against my pussy with his tongue when I used my most no nonsense voice. It always got his attention. He said I sounded like a sexy schoolteacher.
“Jake!”
He lifted his head, but he didn’t stop what he was doing. I fought through the pleasure to keep the stern expression on my face.
“I am ready to come now please.”
He grinned.
“I know, sweetheart.”
He lowered his head again, tugging my clit into his mouth and sucking on it. I let out a squeal of pleasure before refocusing on the task at hand. Getting my husband to make sweet love to me.
Hell, I’d settle for a rough and dirty quickie at this point.
“Jake.”
“Hmmm hmmm?”
“I have to pee.”
He lifted his head, looking alarmed.
“That means you have less than ten minutes to fuck me before I piss all over the sheets. If that happens, I assure you I will be sleeping elsewhere. Alone. I don’t care if it is our wedding night.”
He rolled off the bed and yanked his clothes off quicker than a jackrabbit. I leaned my head back and waited.
I didn’t have to wait long.
“Why didn’t you say something, sweetheart?”
I looked up to see my husband’s face above me as he gently slid his cock inside me. I sighed in pleasure. He was a perfect fit, now that I’d gotten used to his size.
Well, mostly used to it. I still felt like a stuffed turkey half the time. But I loved the way he made me feel so small and delicate. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
I smiled at him cheekily.
“I was enjoying myself too much.”
His sharp laugh quickly turned into a moan as I started to circle my hips against him.
That was not going to cut it today.
“Jake.”
“Yes love.”
“Pick up the pace.”
He moaned as he thrust harder, doing as I asked. He drove his shaft home and started to ride me deep and fast. I came in less than a minute, screaming like a banshee.
He was right behind me.
When he came, Jake screamed like a banshee too.
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Coming soon
The Margarelli Brothers Book 2
The Devil’s Riders Book 9
The rest of the Delancey Brothers reboot
The Untouchables MC (ongoing)
Cuffed (The Untouchables MC Book 1)
Mean Machine (The Untouchables MC Book 2)
Rough Stuff (The Untouchables MC Book 3)
Hard Road (The Untouchables MC Book 4)
Preacher (The Untouchable MC Book 5)
Hunter (The Untouchables Book 6)
Jaken (The Untouchables Book 7)
The Devils Riders (ongoing)
Wanted by the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 1)
Ride with the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 2)
Trust the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 3)
Dance with the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 4)
Marked by the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 5)
Luck of the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 6)
Touched by the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 7)
Claimed by the Devil (Devil’s Riders MC Book 8)
The Margarelli Brothers (ongoing)
Sweet and Vicious
Book 2 (coming soon)
The Delancey Brothers (Ongoing)
Phoenyx Rising
Ride with Me (coming soon)
Rock Gods (complete)
Dare Me (Rock Gods Book 1)
Slay Me (Rock Gods Book 2)
Cover Me (Rock Gods Book 3)
With bella love-wins
Inheriting the Virgin
Winning the Virgin
Other books by joanna blake
The Tequila Trilogy (expanded and rewritten trilogy of Grind, Heat, and Deep)
California Nights Duet (expanded and rewritten Bro’ and A Bad Boy For Summer)
Player
Go Long
Go Big
Cockpit
Hot Shot
Torpedo