When The Heart Guides The Hand ~ 'Destined Lovers' Book 1

You're Mine...

So, here it is...the wedding night! I couldn't help myself!

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Chapter 10 – You’re Mine… {Chris POV}

I could feel the animalistic part of me rising; wanting to claim her, mark her as mine and mine alone. I couldn’t lose control like that…not at first…I didn’t want to scare her after all. I wanted to show her I love her and care enough about her to not push her into doing things she might not be ready to…but, by the Gods I wanted her!

She looked around us curiously at the interior of the hotel and I smiled. She looked totally bed able right now. Her hair a little mussed from sleeping on the plane, her short black skirt only just covering the tops of her thigh high stockings, and her low-cut New Years Day shirt was testing my control.

We were escorted to our suite, our bags carried for us; although that seemed to make Angie more jittery… perhaps because she wasn’t doing anything. I just smiled and squeezed her hand reassuringly. Angie went to explore and I took our bags into the bedroom, opening the windows to let the cool evening breeze in. I pulled back the sliding door that led from the bedroom onto the balcony and stepped outside. Angie was leant against the balcony railing, looking out over the ocean.

I walked up behind her, slipping my arms about her waist as I kissed her hair. She pointed out over the water. “Look,” I followed her gaze and smiled. “The moon’s coming up…”

“So it is.” I murmured as I leant down a little further, trailing kisses along her neck and jaw line. I smiled as she moaned softly at me pulling her back, flush against me. I chuckled darkly, “I think you like that.”

She laughed nervously and whimpered as I nipped at the sensitive place behind her ear. “I think I do too…”

I chuckled darkly and I smirked with satisfaction at the delicate shudder my voice inspired in her. I turned her to face me, her soul-searching eyes wide and innocent as I swept her off her feet and carried her, bridal style, to our wedding bed. I lay her down gently, kissing her sweetly. I growled quietly as she deepened the kiss a little, nipping at my bottom lip and tugging lightly against my piercings. This was it. This was the moment…our beginning of eternity.

And she was mine.

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{Angie POV}

I moaned into his kiss as he laid me back onto the bed…our wedding bed…tonight was the night I would give myself to him, body and soul…I knew he could hear me as my thought continued, “And I do so willingly.’

I smiled as Chris growled quietly as I deepened the kiss a slightly, nipping at his bottom lip and tugging lightly against his piercings. I gasped as he trailed kisses along my jaw and down my neck, moaning as he grazed his sharp teeth along my sensitised skin, his hands lifting the hem of my short skirt agonisingly slowly.

“I was…supposed to…change into something else…for you…” I gasped as his kisses trailed lower and his fingers higher, not quite touching me but somehow still making me tremble.

He growled. “Later…” I shuddered. Who knew just his voice could arouse me. He chuckled. “I did.”

I bit my lip as I felt Chris find the zipper at the side of my skirt and slowly drew it down my legs before throwing it halfway across the room. I felt his hand between my thighs and I stiffened momentarily, but all nervousness fled my body when he kissed me again…hard. His fingers brushed teasingly against the outside of my knickers, breaking our kiss temporarily as he tugged off my shirt with his other hand. He gazed down at my longingly. I could see the fire in his eyes as he held back the part of him that wanted nothing more than to lose control…to claim me.