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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Yvonne's POV“Yvonne, you have to understand, I know my brother a lot better than you do. I blame him, but if you were a willing party in all this, I want to know,” he said, stepping toward me.“In this? Do you know how crazy you sound? There is no this! There is no one plotting to overthrow you. There isn’t a coup. Whatever you think is happening is all in your head,” I told him.“We have—”I cut him off. “No, we have nothing. You can have my job. I don’t care. I will not spend another minute with you. You are not worthy of my time or attention, and you are certainly not worthy of my love. I can’t believe I was so stupid to think you actually felt something for me. It’s impossible for you to love anyone. You are so worried someone is out to get you, you keep everyone away. What a sad, miserable life you must have.”“I know you want your job. You’re pissed, I get that, but you’ll get over it. You’ll soon realize you want your job and your company, and you’ll