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Yvonne's POVKylian took the order very seriously and passionately kissed me in front of everyone. When we turned to face the crowd, I could feel a blush staining my cheeks. It was a combination of embarrassment and desire set aflame by my husband. My husband. I couldn’t believe he was my husband. I wanted to do a happy dance and squeal with excitement.“Walk ahead of me,” he whispered in my ear.I giggled, knowing exactly what he was asking. I took a few steps in front of him, giving him the view he was after, before he joined me and held my hand as we walked down the aisle together as husband and wife. I was beyond happy. I couldn’t stop smiling. My face hurt from smiling so much and so big. Everything felt so right.“In here,” he whispered, pulling me into a quiet sitting room.We were given fifteen minutes alone to talk and just get our bearings before we had to go into the reception. I walked in and set down my bouquet on the table. It was a surreal moment to realize I was a marr
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Kylian's POVI had danced, dined, and mingled about as much as any one man could. I had shaken so many hands and had told what felt like a million people that I was glad they could come. I was exhausted. I could not afford to be exhausted on my wedding night. I scanned the crowd, looking for my bride. My brother Kyle was openly flirting with a young blonde at the bar. I shook my head. He would find a woman in a convent willing to sleep with him; it was the dimples. Kairi was skulking in the corner, staring at the remaining guests as if they were criminals. In a tux, all his tats were covered, and he looked like a real Litt man. The moment the tux came off, everyone would know he was the rebellious one in the family.My eyes went back to Yvonne who was smiling and nodding as she chatted. I knew she was probably tired. She’d not sat down at all during the entire reception. I was ready to leave. Yvonne’s body in that gown was making me hard and horny. I had to get her naked. I wanted to
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Kylian's POVI had a feeling she was a little disappointed by that information. I would take her somewhere tropical soon. For now, I couldn’t afford to be away from my company and leave Kieran in charge during my absence. For all I knew, that could be their plan to get me out of the way.She giggled softly. “You said it was a surprise. We’re going back to your place tonight, right?”I slowly shook my head, staring her directly in the eyes. “Nope. I’ve got us a suite at the Four Seasons.”“What? Really? A suite for a staycation? I’m not complaining but that seems so—lavish.”I shrugged. “It’s our honeymoon. You deserve lavish. Once things settle down with the company, we can take an extended honeymoon somewhere warm. You can wear nothing but a bikini all day.”She laughed. “Um, if I’m pregnant, I don’t know if a bikini would be all that attractive.”“On you it would be. I can’t wait to see your belly swollen with my son growing inside,” I said, putting my hand on her flat stomach.She
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Yvonne's POVIt was almost two when the limo finally pulled to a stop in front of the hotel. I wasn’t sure I could walk after what he’d just done to my body. I picked up my thong and realized I had no purse and no pockets. I stuffed the scrap of fabric inside his tux pocket while he lazily smiled at me.“I doubt that would be the first pair of panties they found in the back of a limo,” he quipped.“Well it would be the first pair of my panties,” I said in a righteous tone. He laughed as the door swung open. The driver appeared and helped me to crawl out of the car. I was thankful for the man’s assistance. I waited for Kylian to tip the driver before he escorted me inside. He pulled out the card key as we walked to the elevators. His little treat in the car had barely taken the edge off. I was ready for a night of debauchery with my husband.Neither of us talked as the elevator silently climbed each floor. When the doors slid open, it was a different matter entirely. I couldn’t take my
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Yvonne's POVI lay down on the table, my legs spread wide as he stood between them, his fingers sliding in and out of my body while one hand sprawled across my stomach. His free hand slid lower, shocking me. I had no idea what he would do next. Three fingers pushed deep, nearly bringing me to climax as he stretched my pussy once again. The pad of the thumb on his free hand pressed against the hard nub above where his fingers were inside me.I screamed at the sheer pleasure it brought as he rubbed and probed at the same time. My body bucked upward, sending his fingers deeper inside me as I thrashed on the table with such intense pleasure I felt like I was shattering into a million pieces. My open hand slapped against the surface of the table, my other hand grabbing my own breast and pinching the nipple, sending me into complete oblivion.“Now you get it,” he said, pulling his fingers out, gently stroking my swollen pussy, pulling little shockwaves from my body.I wanted to cry from the
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Kylian's POVI woke far earlier than I had wanted to. My eyes were gritty from lack of sleep and my arm was tingling with numbness from where Yvonne’s head lay against it. I managed to pull it out from under her head without waking her. She would probably sleep for a while after the day and then the long night.I got up and climbed out of the bed, turning to look back at her, watching her comfortably sleep as if she hadn’t a care in the world. She was beautiful even in sleep. Her hair was poking out in a hundred different ways from where it had been clipped up into a twisted bun thing on her head. I had no idea how many pins were holding it up and didn’t envy the thought of her having to take it down. I could smell the hairspray on my arm from where her head had been resting all night. That thing was better than any hard hat.The more I looked at her, the more confused I got. I couldn’t stop the feelings that were bubbling to the surface. Seeing her walking down that aisle yesterday h
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Kylian's POVI had finally gotten a rise out of him. He was giving me the fight I had been itching for. “I’m not a drama queen and you did steal that go-kart right out from under my nose. That situation is exactly like this one. You said you didn’t want it and then you turned around and went running to Dad. He bought it for you. There was no way he was going to buy a second one for me.”He laughed. “Are you comparing Yvonne to a go-kart? That’s exactly my point, you are as deep as a shallow puddle. You have no depth. You are incapable of loving another human. To love, you have to trust. To trust, you have to allow yourself to be vulnerable, and we all know the great Kylian Litt would never let himself be vulnerable.”“Just tell me what the two of you are up to,” I hissed, wishing he was standing in front of me so I could take a swing at him.“Absolutely. Fucking. Nothing. You’re a dolt. An idiot. A complete moron. I cannot believe we are related. Mom must have dropped you on your head
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Yvonne's POVMy heart felt like it had been shattered. I had let myself believe there was something special happening between us. He’d been playing me. I couldn’t believe I had fallen for it … again. He had gotten me to the hotel and now I was stuck. I was pretty sure that had been his plan all along. I didn’t even have my damn phone or ID. I had no credit cards—nothing.“Asshole,” I muttered.I looked at the phone sitting on the hotel bedside table. I wasn’t even sure if I remembered Cynthia’s phone number. I was going to have to walk out of the hotel in either my sheet or my wedding gown. Neither was very appealing.“Yvonne, can we talk?” Kylian said from the other side of the door.“Go away.”“No.”I stomped toward the door and pulled it open. “Give me your phone.” “What? Why?”“Because I’m hoping like hell you have Cynthia’s number in there,” I growled.“I don’t,” he said in a quiet voice.“Of course not,” I grumbled and slammed the door shut.I stalked back to the bed. My dress w
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Kylian's POVShe was back a few minutes later with a fresh bottle. She handed it to me before sitting next to me, her head leaning against my shoulder as I fed our daughter.“You can go back to bed,” I assured her.“It’s okay, I like sitting with you. I haven’t gotten to see you much these past few days,” she said.I nodded. “I’m sorry. I tried to get out of that meeting yesterday, but it required my attention. Kieran wasn’t familiar with the company and I didn’t want to leave him high and dry.”“Don’t be sorry. I’m being needy.”“No, you’re not.”“How is Kieran?” she asked.I smiled in the darkness. “Good. Something is up with him, but I’m not sure what. I think it has to do with a woman. He doesn’t want to take over my job—I’ve offered,” I joked.“I’m glad you two are getting along. I really do like all your brothers,” she said.I smirked. “That’s because you don’t really know them. Trust me, if you did, you wouldn’t be quite as generous with your summation of their characters.”“St
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Kylian's POVI heard the soft cries and blinked several times, orientating myself to the room. I listened a little longer to see if she would fall back to sleep on her own and realized it wasn’t going to happen. I stretched my arms before swinging my legs over the side of the bed to get up. I felt Yvonne stir and knew she was waking up as well.“Shh, go back to sleep. I’ve got her,” I told her, putting my hand on her shoulder.I had been trying to do my part, getting up for at least one of the middle-of-the-night feedings. Fortunately, Jaime was a content little girl and was down to only needing to wake once in the night for a bottle. She was a healthy, strong girl and required a lot of food. The first few weeks home from the hospital had been grueling. We were both up for a good two weeks straight before we finally managed to develop a routine that allowed everyone to get some sleep.“Thank you,” Yvonne mumbled.She didn’t need to thank me for doing something I was supposed to be doi
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Yvonne's POVThe next thirty minutes flew by. I barely had a chance to breathe before I was holding my baby girl in my arms.“I think you must have set a new record for first time moms,” the doctor said with a grin.It was at that moment my doctor came into the room. “I missed it?” he asked with surprise.The other doctor gave him the rundown while I marveled at my baby girl.“Would you like to hold your daughter?” I asked Kylian, handing her to him.He took her, held her tiny head in his big hand, and stared at her, tears in his eyes before the nurse swooped in and took her to be weighed and cleaned up.“We have a baby,” he said with complete amazement.I smiled and nodded. “Looks that way. I know you wanted a boy,” I said, feeling a little like I let him down.He looked at me, his eyes wide, shaking his head. “No way! I wanted a baby. You girls are exactly what I want. I couldn’t imagine anything else. She’s perfect. She’s everything I could ever want. The two of you are my entire r
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Yvonne's POVI slowly awoke, trying to figure out what it was that had stirred me out of a deep sleep. I didn’t have to pee, which was what usually woke me up.I lay awake a few minutes before I decided it must have been nothing and closed my eyes, hoping to sleep a few more hours.“Ow,” I muttered when a sharp pain ripped across my lower back.That was when I knew. I sat up, rubbing my lower back. I propped my pillows against the headboard and lay against them, staring at the clock that silently announced it was three o’clock in the morning. I waited, my eyes sliding closed until another sharp pain cut across my back, wrapping around to envelope my stomach in a vise. My eyes went to the clock. It had been ten minutes. I flipped on the bedside lamp.“Kylian,” I whispered, gently touching his bare shoulder.“Hmm.” He moaned, still half asleep.“Kylian,” I whispered again.He rolled to his back, blinking as he looked up at me. “What is it? Hungry?” he asked.I smiled and shook my head.
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Kylian's POVWe finished our dinner before Desmond excused himself to go home to his own family. Cynthia left a few minutes after, leaving Yvonne and me alone in our home. It was ours. We were sharing a home and it felt great. I had been nervous for nothing.“Are you okay with all this?” She pointed to the boxes littering the living room and lining the hallway as we moved through our home.I looked at the boxes labeled with her name and smiled. “I am very okay with this. I can’t wait to start this life with you.”She laughed. “Look around. It’s started.” I smiled. “I guess it has.”“I need to call the stores first thing tomorrow morning and have all my deliveries changed to come here,” she mused aloud.“All your deliveries?” I asked.She grinned. “I’ve been doing some shopping for the nursery. I didn’t want it all sitting in my apartment for months, so I had the deliveries scheduled for next month. I figured that would give me plenty of time to get the nursery in order.”“You’ve bough
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Kylian's POVIn keeping with the way Yvonne and I did everything, we moved her into my place in a matter of two days. We liked to move fast. I couldn’t bear to be apart from her and wasn’t about to let her get away. My penthouse was plenty big enough for all of us. The moving truck, along with a fleet of movers, had just brought in the last box. We were sticking with my furniture for now with plans to redo the place with both of our tastes reflected. That would come later.I could hear my beautiful wife and her friend chatting in the room we were making into the nursery. For too long, the room had sat empty. It had been outfitted to be a guest room with a large bed and dresser, but no one had ever slept in the bed. I forgot the room was even there most of the time. The maid dusted in there and put fresh linens on the bed once a week, but I never bothered going into it.Now, it would be my child’s nursery. Yvonne had already informed me we were not finding out the sex of the baby until
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Yvonne's POVI leaned my head back, shouting at the sky with supreme pleasure as my body spasmed around his, my arms clenching around his neck as I held on tight. He stood, walking with me back into his apartment, my pussy still squeezing his dick inside me as he strolled through his home with my naked, quivering body draped over him.He lowered me to his bed, standing and pulling out of my body. I looked up at him, our eyes locking in the candlelight. It was then that I realized I was lying on more rose petals. There were candles flickering all around the room.I smiled up at him. “You were that confident, huh?”He grinned, raising an eyebrow. “I wanted to be prepared for anything.” “And then I demanded you take me on the balcony.” He laughed. “That was not expected.”His smile faded, and it was quickly replaced with a look of pure heat. His hands reached out to caress my thighs before he gently tugged, rolling me to my side and then to my stomach. I quickly got to my knees, my elbow
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Yvonne's POVTasting his lips sent my body into some crazy, passion-filled frenzy. I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I wanted to eat the man alive. I felt like a ravenous animal as I plunged my tongue into his mouth while pressing my body close. I wanted him. I was desperate for his touch. I had been longing to hear him say the words and now that I had, it was like a switch had been flipped. I practically climbed his body, trying to get closer.“Shh,” he whispered, pulling his mouth from mine as he moved his lips to my neck, sucking and biting.I was so hot and turned on. I was already wet. I could feel the dampness between my legs. My head went back, looking past the twinkle lights strung across his balcony to the stars above. Being outside, in the fresh air and under the canopy of stars barely visible with the city lights flooding the area, was erotic. That wild side of me was feeding off the idea of being outside, in the middle of a bustling city with millions of people all around us
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Kylian's POV“Yvonne, I want to start over. This is your wedding ring. This is the ring I want you to wear that signifies our new beginning. This ring is the one I want you to wear that signifies the rebirth of our relationship,” I said, grabbing her left hand.I carefully slid the ring onto her finger, immediately feeling better about everything. It was like being on a merry-go-round and it coming to a complete halt. Everything in that moment stopped spinning out of control and it just felt right. I no longer had the weight of the world on my shoulders. It was freeing and promising at the same time. I had a woman by my side. I had a partner in life.I had only this one chance to impress her and prove I was worthy of her partnership. In her presence, I suddenly felt unworthy. I should have done more. I should have hired a violinist to play music or had fireworks scheduled to go off. I looked at her, my heart in my throat, waiting for her to answer me.“Kylian, you didn’t have to do th
