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Livets Goda – Nr.122, 2018

Jilted Groom(139)

By: Mia Carson







Epilogue

Two Months Later



The sand was warm and soft beneath her feet as she curled her toes into it. Daphne took a deep breath of the ocean air, the wind blowing her hair back around her head. After two months of being alone on the private Eridian estate with Matt, she was far more relaxed than she’d ever been. Every day was a new adventure somewhere around the islands. And every night they explored each other’s bodies, taking their pleasure to new heights until they passed out in each other’s arms.

Then there was the wedding that took place on the beach only a week ago. Daphne grinned, glancing down at the simple sapphire and diamond ring on her finger, sparkling in the setting sun. She’d informed her parents of her decision, and though they’d tried to convince her to wait, she refused. This was her life, and it was time she started living it.

Two strong arms closed around her, and she leaned back into Matt’s warm body, his chest bare from another long day spent on the beach.

“Sunset is beautiful tonight,” she mused.

“I wasn’t watching the sunset,” he whispered in her ear and kissed her earlobe. “The dress I picked out for you is stunning.”

“Course you’d say that,” she said with a laugh, though she couldn’t deny it. The dress hugged her body in all the right places, the blue fabric showing off her hips and full breasts. It was easy enough to remove too, another reason he picked the style.

He breathed her in, and she shivered as his hands bunched in the dress, hiking it up higher each time. “The water looks quite enticing tonight.”

“Is that right?” she said breathlessly as he pulled the ties free at the halter neck. “Matt.”

“Yes?” he whispered and let the top of her dress come free before he turned her around and kissed her, teasing her with his tongue. She dug her hands into his soft hair, groaning when his mouth moved lower and the dark beard he let grow in rubbed against her nipples.

“Matt, there’s something… something I want to tell you,” she said and pulled his head back up.

“The king and queen have come to a decision?”

“No, not at the moment. They’re still cleaning up Dion’s mess,” she told him. “Something else—about us.”

He frowned, eyes searching her face. “Daphne? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” She beamed at him. Taking his hands, she moved them down to her belly and held them there. “Something new.” She watched his face go blank. Then his face lit up as he sank to his knees in the sand and hugged her to him.

“You’re pregnant?”

“Yes, we are,” she said and laughed when he kissed her belly gently. “Are you alright with that?”

Finding his feet, he kissed her fiercely, setting her blood on fire as he always did. “You have no idea, love,” he said and scooped her up into his arms. But he didn’t turn back for the manor but headed for the waves instead.

“Matt, the dress,” she giggled as he kissed her again. “It’ll get ruined.”

“Then let it get ruined,” he whispered, and the intense love filling his smoldering gaze left her breathless and aching for his touch. “I’m going to make love to my wife until the damn sun comes up again.”

Daphne wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him closer, their tongues dancing as he stepped into the water and it surrounded their bodies. As they floated out in the clear blue waves, their laughter turned to cries of passion, sharing their love with the sunset and the stars appearing on the horizon. This was what it meant to live, and Daphne was going to soak in every second of it.

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