TIFFIN 2

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I stood silently as Hero gathered me in his arms once more. I thanked god that every other guest inside the chapel were none the wiser.

It honestly unnerved me that Diedre was so obsessed with her grandson that she was willing to make a mockery in public. 

It was her way or the highway. 

Kylie shook her head as we passed, mouthing wordlessly at us.

Feeling annoyed, Hero pinned her with an icy glare. 

"What the fuck is it, Kylie?" He snapped.

She shook her head in disbelief. 

"I'm so sorry. I really had no idea. I mean... I always had a feeling..." 

She trailed off unable to complete her sentence. 

Hero glowered. "You don't know shit, okay. It was simply a family-" 

Kylie scoffed, as if fed up with his crap as well. 

"It's not hard to put two and two together. I finally understand what Kristina meant that one night. I know what it's like."

Completely exasperated, he rushed past both Kylie and me and made his way inside. I spared her one lingering look before following him.  

The remainder of the reception went smoothly. I found that as soon as we had returned, both and Diedre and Dorinda had already left for their cars. 

Despite kicking his grandmother out of his life permanently, Hero was in a mutual mood. Or so it seemed.

We all congregated to the ballroom towards the end of the evening, where Niall and Jo cut an additional cake. It had their tiny figurines on top which made it all the more precious. 

People snapped pictures as the fed each other and they looked like they were in pure heaven.

We all threw some shapes as an alternative rock song beat through the bass. Hero shocked me by taking my hips and twirling me around the room. 

Our practice session with the instructors hadn't been that long ago. How had he improved this much? 

As I thought more on this, I guessed it was more of the effect of the adrenaline coursing through his body. Rock and heavy metal was more his style anyway. 

"What's gotten into you?" I playfully laughed. 

"Your my fiance now." He replied, grabbing ahold of my hips. "On top of everything else, you're so fucking desirable in this dress. Makes me want to rip it off." 

He followed his statement up with a bite to my neck. Jesus. He was insatiable.
 
I grinned up at him. 

"Don't worry. We have all night."

At this, Hero eyed me suspiciously. 

"Is that your way of challenging me?" 
He smirked, massaging the length of my wrist.

Oh no. Surely he couldn't mean- 

Without much warning, he gathered me close, like he was about to hug me, but instead pressed his lips to the shell of my ear. 

"Down the hall," he whispered. "There's a line of bathrooms. I want you to slowly make your way there. I'll follow you." 

I instantly eyed the guests around me. 

"What if they see us?" 

"Do as I say." Hero growled under his breath. "We'll be fine."

I obeyed, eyeing the throng as I made my way to the hall. It may have been my anxiety, but I felt as if they all knew what we had planned. 

I sucked in a sharp breath as I knelt against one of the doors. In a weird way, I felt like some character from Tom Clancy sneaking around like this. 

It wasn't long before Hero joined me.

Crading my chin with a skillful finger, his lips collided to mine. He quickly ushered us into the bathroom.

It was hot and heavy, as our tongues mingled. Like someone more savvy, He began unraveling his tie, looking as sexy as ever.

I allowed myself a moment to survey the tight space. Along with a toilet and sink, there was also a few shelves adorned with perfumes and soaps and a small couch.

Just what kind of a bathroom was this?

"This is a bathroom?" I murmured.

Hero didn't allow me to finish. With his hair attractively tousled and shirt unbuttoned, he hushed me by kissing me again.

With force, he pushed me back on the couch, eyeing me with hunger in his eyes. I gasped, eyeing the knob on the door. 

"Hero... what if someone hears us?" 

He smiled with a hint of mischief in his eyes. 

"They won't. I'm not going to do anything that will make you scream. I just want you to feel good."
 
As he slowly hiked the hem of my dress past my thighs, I expected him to slip off my panties though he didn't. He instead, admired my figure still fully clothed. 

I squirmed under his hard stare. 

"Hero... why are you looking at me like that?" 

He ran his tongue along his bottom lip, wetting his snake bites. 

"I'm admiring your body. That one night at the frat when you were in the bedroom... I just couldn't believe how fucking thick you were, those breasts were so full." 

Hero paused, eyeing my arm. He was looking at my tattoo I'd gotten months ago. 

"I like this on you." He whispered, trailing a finger along the ink. "It... suits you."

He then loomed over me.

Straddling my waist, he ran his hands down my thin torso. He felt the expanse of my body, admiring every inch. 

"Your skin is so soft," he whispered, cupping a hand over a breast, "so fair. Oh, how I want to mark you."

I raised an eyebrow, taken aback by this. I attempted to sit up, but Hero eased me back, still massaging my skin. 

"Mark me?" I asked tentatively.  

"So I can let others know you are mine." He replied. 

I laughed. "Hero, you're utterly insane. No one wants me but you. Plus, I never wear anything that shows my stomach." 

Unfortunately for me, he hadn't listened to a word I said. He lowered his face, feathering light kisses from my chest to my hips, ensuring extra care.

I bucked, feeling the tickle from his assault. This was silly. He wasn't as domineering as he usually was. This time he was some boy from Yale who was inexperienced. 

Just as I thought this, I felt a tight pinch near my ribcage. Looking down, I saw that Hero was making his way down my body, nipping at my skin. 

Was this what he meant by marking me? It was strange, but not unheard of.
 
Each bite grew tighter and made my skin more tender as he continued. He became more aggressive as he nipped at my breast, immediately capturing my nipple into his mouth. 

What the-? 

When he was finished, I sat up, shocked at how... relaxed I felt. There was something so intimate about what he'd done. 

Perhaps I was okay with him staking his claim on me. 

"How was that?" He asked. 

I pressed my lips together. 

"I liked it."

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