by J. M. Walker
Laughter erupted around us.
“You go get the priest,” Grandma told me. “I’m going to have a chat with your fiancé.”
***
(Lucas)
No matter how long I had to stay in the hospital, I wasn’t leaving it until I made Lily my wife.
“Lucas?”
I sat on the edge of the bed. “Yeah.” I had just finished getting dressed in green scrubs since my clothes were cut off and taken away for evidence.
A nurse rolled Ethel around the corner in a wheelchair.
“What are you doing in that?” I teased, nodding toward her.
She rolled her eyes. “Doctor’s orders. Don’t get me started.”
I chuckled.
“How are you feeling?” she asked. “I heard you’ve had quite the adventure. When did all this happen?”
“Uh…yesterday?” Time was lost on me. I wasn’t able to leave the hospital yet, but I was thankful they at least let me put on clothes other than the hospital gown. Even if it was just a pair of green scrubs. Although every time I had gone for a piss, the nurses would giggle. Women. Yes, I had tattoos. Everywhere. What could I say? The ink was addicting.
“Thank you,” Ethel told the nurse as she wheeled her closer to my bed.
The nurse glanced at me, her cheeks reddening. She quickly spun around, bumping into a cop. She muttered a sorry and left the room.
“I heard you had that effect on women,” the cop told me.
I shrugged. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Either way, I didn’t care.
The cop chuckled. “First thing, I’m Officer Masters. I just wanted to let you know that we found Melanie Huff.”
A breath of relief escaped me. “And?”
“She is being detained. Charged with two counts of attempted murder. The judge will likely throw the book at her. He doesn’t take too kindly to trying to kill a cop. We’ve actually been looking at her for a while.”
“You have?” I shook my head. “Why?”
“We’ve arrested her a few times for prostitution, but she has behaved lately.” The officer shrugged. “Anyway, I know you need your rest. I just wanted to stop by to tell you that.”
“Did you see Shephard?” I asked him, hopeful that my friend was awake.
“I saw him first actually. He’s doing well and wants you to come see him as soon as you’re able.”
“Thank you.”
The cop nodded and tipped his hat to Ethel. “Ma’am.” He turned and headed out of the room.
“Does that make you feel better?” Ethel asked once we were alone.
“I’m glad Shephard’s doing well but Mel…I just hope she gets the help she needs.” That familiar guilt still sat on my shoulders but only because I felt like I should have been able to do something for her. For all of them.
“Hey.” Ethel wheeled her chair closer to me and grabbed my hand. “Whatever happened, it’s not your fault. Do not take responsibility for what she did. Or for what happened in your past. It’s not your fault. Do you hear me?”
I nodded. “I hear you but—”
“No, listen to me. I know my granddaughter and she loves you. She loves you for you. She doesn’t care what you came from. Make her see that you don’t care either.”
“I don’t. I swear that I don’t. I only care about this, about now, and about a future with her. I want to make her happy.” I looked up just as Lily entered the room with a priest following beside her. “I want to make you happy,” I told her. As soon as she said yes to marrying me, I had used my phone to get things underway when it came to the marriage license.
Lily’s eyes shone. She rushed to me and cupped my face. “I want that. I want you. I want to make you happy too.”
“You do.” I stared up at her and tapped my mouth.
She grinned, placing a hard peck on my lips. “I also like this look,” she whispered in my ear. “You need to keep these scrubs.”
A sly grin spread on my face. “I can make that happen.”
***
(Lily)
“I love you, Lily. And while this may be unconventional, I could marry you in the middle of the desert and it would be perfect.”
My eyes welled as Lucas’s sweet words whispered over me.
He kissed my hands, my fingertips. My palms.
“I mean it. You’re perfect. Everything about you. From your lips to your hair to your curves to your smile. Everything. I know we’ve had our problems and we both come from dark, dangerous pasts but together, we can heal. Together we are strong.”
I nodded, swallowing over the hard lump that lodged its way in my throat. “God, you say the sweetest things sometimes.”
He chuckled, bringing our hands up and linked our fingers together. “I love you, Lily Pad, and I promise to spend the rest of my life, doing everything I can to make you happy.”
A sniff sounded from somewhere in the room but all I could focus on was the man standing in front of me. Although he was in scrubs and I was in leggings, a tank top, and a sweater, it was perfect. This was so damn perfect.
“I can’t wait to grow old with you, Lucas. You came into my life when I didn’t know I needed it. I wasn’t even looking for you and yet, there you were.”
His lips pulled up at the corners, giving me that sexy as hell grin of his.
“As unusual as you think this is, it’s actually not.”
Both of us turned to Father Metcalf. He only smiled. “Trust me.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Isn’t that right?”
Dr. Thompson chuckled. “Yeah, we’ve seen at least one or two marriages happen here.”
I laughed.
Lucas pulled me into his arms. “Can you do your magic please and make this woman my wife?”
My body heated as a part of Lucas pushed between us. If we were alone, I would have said something, but we weren’t. So instead, I just held him tight, leaning my head against his chest.
“I definitely can.” Father Metcalf smiled. “We got the marriage license, so we can make sure this is official.”
“You got it that quickly?” I asked.
“Your fiancé here did.” Father Metcalf grinned.
I looked up at Lucas. “How?”
He only winked.
“I know you don’t have rings, is that right?” Father Metcalf asked.
“Not here, no.”
“What?” I leaned back, staring up at Lucas. “You have rings?”
“I do.” Lucas pinched my chin. “I’ll give them to you later.”
“Them?” I whispered. I couldn’t believe this. He really had rings already?
Lucas winked, turning back to Father Metcalf. “Please, Father.”
Father Metcalf’s smiled widened. “Of course.”
***
(Lily)
“I now pronounce you husband and wife.”
“Lucas.” I leaned back on the hospital bed. “We’re married.”
“We are. And we’re going to go home and I’m going to make love to my wife. Over and over again.” He slammed the cupboard door shut. “Are you ready for that, Lily? Are you ready for what I want to do to you? For all the times I want to come inside you?”
I shivered at the thought. He was finally coming home tonight. We had been married for almost a week, but it felt like he had been in the hospital for longer. He had seen Shephard who was doing well and would be out of the hospital in a few more days. I was glad.
Doctor Thompson had told us to take it slow, but I knew the man I was married to. He didn’t want slow.
“Yes,” I told him. “I’m ready for that and more.”
He closed the distance between us, placing a hard peck on my mouth. “If it wasn’t frowned upon, I’d take you to the bathroom and—”
“Shut up and kiss me so we can leave, and you can take care of all of those promises.”
A wicked grin spread on his face. He cupped my cheek.
I leaned into his palm, covering his hand with mine
.
“I love you, Lily,” he said, all joking aside.
“And I love you, Lucas.” My heart swelled. “Now, let’s go home.”
Lily
A HOT MOUTH CAPTURED mine in a hard, bruising kiss. Hands roamed through my hair, tugging me forward until a tongue was so deep in my mouth, I could feel it down to my soul.
As soon as we stepped out of the taxi, Lucas was on me. He pushed me up against the door leading to his apartment. His cock strained behind the green scrubs, pressing into my lower belly.
Lucas fisted my hair, cupped my jaw with his other hand, and held my head in place as he devoured my mouth.
I reached inside his pants, wrapping my hand around his thick length, bringing that part of him I had begun to crave, to life.
He snarled, fucking his tongue deeper between my lips.
I moaned, latching on to his dick. My thumb brushed over the slit, sliding over the pre-cum that was leaking from his body. I shivered, knowing how much he wanted me. Although he just had surgery a week ago, he was released from the hospital. He had been like a caged animal and now that he was free, I was his ultimate prey.
The sound of clinking erupted into my ears.
I pulled away from him long enough to see him fumbling to unlock the door. As soon as it pushed open behind me, I attacked his mouth.
He growled, pushing me backward into his apartment. We stumbled into his home. Lucas kicked the door closed, cupped the back of my head, and slid his tongue against mine.
With my hand firmly around his cock, I stroked and pulled, forcing him to shiver against me. I reached lower, cupping his heavy balls.
“Fuck,” he groaned, biting my bottom lip gently.
I whimpered, the sharp pain shooting right to my clit.
His hands roamed up the sides of my body.
Lucas slammed me up against the wall, ripping my shirt in half.
I gasped, arching against him, my body becoming wetter for him.
He released my mouth, trailing hot kisses to the side of my throat. His big hands cupped my breasts over my bra, pushing them together. He kissed down to my collarbone before covering a nipple. His teeth grazed over the sharp peak.
I panted, pulling my hand free from his pants. Running my fingers through his hair, I pulled off his eye patch before tossing it to the floor.
He stared up at me, lowering the cups of my bra and flicking his tongue back and forth over a budding peak. Closing his mouth around a nipple, he sucked it between his teeth. Pleasure shot through me, heating every inch of my skin.
Lucas ran his hands from my waist to my ass, pulling my leggings down my hips. He kissed his way up to my mouth.
I moaned, snaking my arms around his neck and pulling him hard against me.
With some maneuvering, I pulled the leggings and panties down one leg.
Without giving me a chance to process what was going on, his hand was between my legs.
I gasped, my back bowing away from the wall.
But he didn’t let up. While he pleased my lower body, his tongue continued to fuck my mouth. His fingers thrust in and out of me, the sounds of how wet he was making me, erupting through the hall.
I broke the kiss, gasping for air. “Lucas.”
He cupped my chin and covered my mouth with his, stealing my very breath.
I grabbed his hand that was between my legs and pushed it against me, undulating my hips back and forth.
That only made him kiss me harder. No words left him. No demands. No dirty talk. He spoke to me through his touch and touch alone.
Lifting my one leg, I curled it around his waist, opening me up to him. I cried out, the pleasure erupting through me faster than I had ever felt before.
He grunted his approval, his fingers fucking me harder and faster.
My hands roamed down his chest to the waist of his green scrubs but before I could reach for what I wanted most, he slapped my hands away.
I whimpered, reaching for him again.
Lucas grabbed my hands, holding both of my wrists and pulling my arms up and over my head. A breathless gasp escaped me, my body dripping even more for him.
He chuckled against my mouth, deepening the kiss.
I was completely restrained by him. My legs shook. My thighs burned. My heel dug into his ass. The scruff of his beard that had grown in more, scratched at my cheeks. Lucas utterly consumed me. My breathing became labored. An electric current rushed through me.
Lucas slid his fingers from my body and slowly pushed another into me.
I moaned, all thoughts lost to him.
He finally broke the kiss, staring down at me. “Come hard for me.”
“Fuck me. Please, Lucas.” I undulated my hips back and forth.
“Why? What do you want?” He released my wrists and cupped my jaw. “Tell me.”
“I want you inside me,” I whispered, licking my lips at the large bulge in his scrubs. “I want your cum dripping from me.”
“Hmmm…those are dirty words for someone who just got married.” He kissed my cheek.
“Make me yours, baby.” I cupped his nape, placing a kiss on his neck. “Make me hurt.”
“Fuck, Lily.” He pulled his hand from my body and lifted me.
“Take me here. Please, Lucas.” I cupped him over his pants. “I can’t wait anymore.”
“Put me in you, Lily.” He sunk his teeth into the side of my neck. “Show me how much of a slut you are for it.”
I reached a hand inside his pants and grabbed onto him in a rough move.
He shouted out, slapping his hands against the wall on either side of my head. “Now. Damn it.”
“Tell me more, Lucas,” I purred, licking along the length of his jaw.
Lucas spread my legs even more, cupping my inner thighs and squeezing his fingers into them. “Do it now.”
I pulled his cock free from the confines of his pants and released it at the same time as he thrust forward. I gasped, arching into his deep thrusts. He hit that part that had always been for him. Every single time he reached it, I shattered. He pulled back, rutting into me like an animal.
“Come,” he demanded, breathing hard against my neck.
“Make me, Lucas. Make me come all over this big cock.”
“Fuck I love you.” He pushed my leg out to the side, spreading me open even more. I wasn’t flexible, and this was surely going to hurt tomorrow but at this point in time, I didn’t care. About anything.
“Come, Mrs. Crane,” he purred against my throat. “Come for your husband.”
I grinned, holding onto his shoulder. “Harder.”
“That’s my girl.” He leaned back, staring down at me. “Come for me.”
A tremor of pleasure erupted through me. I moaned, circling my hips against him and taking every inch he had to give me. “Faster. Please. Faster. Give it to me. All of it.”
His hips powered forward and back. Sweat coated his brow. His gaze was hard and focused. “Fuck, Lily. I’m losing it over here.”
I licked two fingers and ran them across my clit.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, I love watching you touch yourself.” Lucas leaned his forehead against mine, his cock swelling inside of me. “Shit, Lily.”
An explosion of pleasure slammed into me. I cried out.
Lucas covered my mouth with his, his own release following mine.
I swallowed his shout of ecstasy, our cries of pleasure mixing as one.
“Fuck me.” He shivered, releasing my mouth.
“Don’t,” I said, stopping him from pulling out. I looked down between our joined bodies, a hot shiver rippling down my spine.
“Nice and creamy, baby,” he said, pulling out and wiping the head of his cock over my clit, his cum now all over my pussy. He thrusted back into me slowly. “You’re mine, Lily. You’ve always been mine and now you smell like me.”
I reached between us and swiped a finger over the cum on my clit and stuck my finger in my mouth. “I taste like you too
,” I whispered.
His nostrils flared. He pushed into me hard, going as deep as my body would allow.
My mouth fell open.
He kept pushing and pushing.
“Oh…” A blinding light danced in my vision as a hard release crashed through me. It was so damn intense that I couldn’t utter a sound.
“I’m in the deepest part of your soul.” He kissed the spot beneath my ear. “Can you feel that? That’s me fucking your being.”
“Holy,” I gasped. “Shit.”
He chuckled, pulling free from my body. The tattoo of the octopus tentacle glistened. “You like my tattoo?”
“Uh…I think we’ve established just how much I like your tattoo.”
Lucas grinned, placing me gently on my feet. “That’s a thing you know.”
“Oh, I know it’s a thing. I never thought it would be my thing, but I’ve seen some super sexy graphics with women and tentacles and what those tentacles are doing to them and…” My cheeks burned.
“You’re a dirty girl, Mrs. Crane.” Lucas lifted me in his arms, carrying me through the apartment.
“I’m your dirty girl, Mr. Crane.” God, I still couldn’t believe we were married.
Once we reached the bedroom, he placed me on the bed and took off his clothes. He opened the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out two small black velvet boxes.
“Lucas,” I said on a gasp. “Is that…”
“I got these a few days before I was shot. Maybe a week before? I can’t remember. I wasn’t thinking straight, and I thought that maybe if I proposed to you officially that you would say yes, and everything would be fine. I know that’s not the case now that my head is clearer. I’m sorry for assuming.”
“No. Don’t be sorry.” I slid off the bed and reached for one of the boxes but pulled my hand back. “Should we get dressed or something?”
He chuckled, lowering to one knee. He opened one of the boxes. “Lily, will you continue being my wife?”
I laughed, falling to my knees and placing a hard kiss on his mouth. “Yes, Lucas. For the rest of eternity, I will continue being your wife.”