Edge (Parker Reed #2) (33 page)

“TWO WHITE turtle doves destined to be together for the rest of their lives may not always have it easy. Enraptured by the strength of their love, they were determined to fight through anything to get back to each other. A love as strong as theirs is hard to maintain but with their help of their friends and family, it would be easier. These doves, although strong apart, were even stronger together. I don’t know these doves,” the priest smiled at his reference. “But I do know their love. I’ve only ever seen it in one other couple and to say that it’s awe-inspiring is an understatement.” He picked the rings up off the statin pillow and looked between Parker and I. “These rings represent your love for each other. They symbolize the circle of trust that binds you two together. I also know that there will be another ceremony at a later time and if you’ll have me, I’d love to fly out to perform it for you.”

I frowned. “Another ceremony?”

Parker leaned forward, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “For when I collar you.”

“Oh my,” was all I said. My mind made up a fantasy of Parker snapping a black leather collar around my neck and tossing away the key. I was sure he would swallow it if he could so as to never let me leave him. Which wouldn’t happen in the first place but it was a funny thought.

“Now, each of you take the rings. Parker, place the ring on Keely’s ring finger on her left hand. And then repeat after me.”

Parker did as instructed but first he kissed my finger. I giggled, my cheeks heating as his lips lingered on my skin. He smiled, a huge toothy grin, when he looked up at me.

A throat cleared. “Focus. You can maul her later,” Vade teased.

“Oh I will,” Parker said, his voice lowering and he then slipped the ring onto my finger, kissing it again. “Father, I’d like to say my own vows if I could, please.”

The priest nodded. “Of course.”

Parker pulled me towards him.

I gasped at the abrupt movement, slapping a hand against his chest.

“With this ring…” He rubbed his thumbs into my palm, brushing them over the thin gold band. “It is a symbol of my love to you. No matter how tough life gets or how hard it is to be happy, know that I will always love you. This band represents the circle of our love. The more it goes around, the stronger that it becomes. With this ring, I thee wed. Forever. I will love you. Honor you. Cherish you. Mind. Body. And soul.” He kissed my knuckles.

I inhaled a shaky breath, not caring in the least that the tears were now flowing freely now my cheeks.

“Your turn, Keely. Did you want to do your own as well?” the priest asked softly.

I nodded.

He smiled. “Pick up the ring and let your love lead the words that leave your lips.”

I swallowed a couple of times and took a deep breath. “Parker, with this ring, I am bound to you. Every time that you look at it, I want you to think of me. I want you to be reminded that I belong to you. Physically. Mentally. My very being is yours. The air I
breathe
is yours. The very words that I speak are yours.” With a shaky hand, I slid the thick band onto Parker’s finger and brought his hand up to my mouth. Kissing the band, I spoke the words that I would finally say once and one time only. “With this ring, I thee wed. This band is the circle of my trust for you. You’ve opened up this part in me that lay dormant for so long. A part that I believe was meant just for you. My love. My Dom. And, eventually, my Master. I love you. I will honor, cherish and love you completely. Whether I am kneeling at your feet or standing at your side, I am yours.”

“I think you’re going to make me cry,” the priest said, his voice thick.

We all laughed.

“Are you ready?” he asked me.

“Yes. God, yes. Please,” I rambled, bouncing from foot to foot.

“Good girl. Now by the powers vested in me and by the grace of God, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your—”

Warm lips crashed to mine before the words could leave the priest’s mouth. Resounding laughter erupted around us but all I could focus on was the first kiss from my husband. I giggled when Parker lifted me into the air, wrapping my legs around his waist.

I laughed harder, raining kisses on his face.

“I need you. Right now,” he growled, digging his fingers in the flesh of my rear.

Suddenly, I was dropped on a soft mattress and I realized that we were now back in our room. “Parker,” I breathed, taking his tongue deep into my mouth.

“Right. Now.” He released me and sat back undoing his belt and ripping open his pants. “I want to savor you but that can wait.”

I nodded, lifting my dress to my hips.

His nostrils flared. “No panties. Fuck I love you.”

I would have laughed at the crass way he expressed his love for me but my body burned for him. “Make love to me the way you need. We can go slow la—”  I didn’t even have a chance to get the last word out before he was on me.

Our mouths moved as one, our hands massaging and kneading, bringing us both to the point of pent-up, frustrated desire. Reaching between us, I wrapped my hand around him before guiding him into my waiting heat.

“Fuck. Me,” he called out, his breathing heavy and erratic. “I can’t,” his hips moved slow and deep, his body shaking. “I’m not going to last long.”

I cupped his nape and kissed him. “That’s fine, my love. Give me your orgasm. Mark me as yours.”

“My wife,” he snarled, pushing my knee up to my chest and thrust into me so hard, I lost my breath. “
Shit
.”

I arched under him, matching his rough moves, and gave him all of me. “Parker. God, faster,” I moaned, spreading my legs wider.

“Keely.” The deep rumble of my name leaving his lips set my blood on fire. His length swelled inside of me, to the point that I could feel every ridge, every vein. Every throbbing inch of him.

“Let go for me, my love.” I undid his dress shirt and ran my hands over his smooth, hard, tattooed chest. The piercings in his nipples twinkled in the dim lighting of the room.

His pace quickened, his eyes darkening with lust and an undying passion that grew every single day. Wrapping a hand around my throat, he tilted my head. Licking along the seam of my mouth, he nipped my bottom lip. A wicked grin spread on his face before he grabbed my hand and guided it between us.

I gasped as our joined hands started rubbing my swollen clit.

His hips stopped. “Come for me.”

“Parker,” I panted, my hips moving of their own accord.

“That’s it, Keely.” Our hands sped up, matching the movements of my hips.

“Oh God.”

He stopped completely, watching my hips lift up and down while his length pumped in and out of me. “That’s it. Faster.” The veins in his neck protruded, thickening with the preemptive desire of my body pleasing his. “
Fuck
,” he called out, throwing his head back. “Come, pet. God. Shit.” His release poured into me, coating me from within.

An explosion of pure bliss powered into me and I screamed, his name leaving my lips.

Our sounds of passion mixed as one as it took us to new heights of ultimate ecstasy. When our erratic breathing slowed, his heavy body covered mine, his warm lips covering my face in soft kisses. “You are amazing.”

I laughed, cupping his cheeks. “I…wow.
That
was amazing.”

A smug smile formed on his face. “You fucking the shit out of my cock and touching yourself,” his nose brushed along the side of my neck. “Was hot as hell,” he purred.

A shiver rippled down the length of my spine. “I couldn’t control myself.”

He grinned. “Oh, I noticed.”

The hairs on the back of my neck tingled. “My husband.” My heart jumped. “We did it.”

“We did.” He brushed his fingers down the side of my face in a tenderly loving touch. “We’ll need to have a celebration when we get home or else everyone will be pissed.”

Home. “Let’s just stay here, in Germany, and fly them out.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You don’t want to go home?”

I shrugged. “After everything that has happened and now that we need to move, we might as well move anywhere in the world. It doesn’t matter where. As long as you are with me, that’s home to me.”

He sat back and righted his pants. “Let me make some calls. Do you want Troy with us?”

My heart soared that he would include him in this move as well. “Well, if he’s with Colin and Jones, I won’t worry so much about him but I would like to make it so they can visit as much as possible.” I slid off the bed and smoothed down my dress.

“We can make that work.” Parker pulled me between his legs and wrapped his arms around my middle. “What else do you want? Anything. Tell me and it’s yours,” he asked, holding me tight.

“Hmm…” I tapped my chin when a thought came to me. “How about…a baby?”

“Did you want to adopt, angel?”

“Yes. Do you?” I brushed my hands over his buzzed head.

“Keely, I would be honored and the happiest man on this planet if I adopted a baby with you.”

Tears burned my eyes. “Really?”

He kissed my stomach, letting his lips linger. “When I decided that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, I knew right then that I wanted children. When you told me that you couldn’t give me kids and that was my out, I think I fell in love with you at that point.”

“You did?” I asked, leaning back.

“I knew you felt something for me even before the first time that we had sex but for you to think of me and what I want first before yourself,” he shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess I was taken by surprise. I thought, who was this woman that just gave me the best time of my life and hardly knows me but is telling me something personal anyway. You gave me a piece of yourself. You opened up to me and I should have done the same. I should have told you who I was right away.”

“You hardly knew me, Parker. I could never expect you to tell me all of your dark and dirty secrets right away.” I placed a soft peck on his head.

“I know,” he said, his voice muffled by the fabric of my dress. “I just want you to know that I am sorry. For everything. For what you’ve been through. For what has happened recently but I promise you, no more secrets.”

“Thank you. Now, will you tell me what a Courtesan is?”

He chuckled and lay back on the bed. “Did Honey tell you anything?”

“Well, she was a little vague,” I replied, undoing his belt and pulling it out of the loops with a snap.

“I know that there has been a long history of Courtesans that have been and out of this place. I’m not sure exactly what a Courtesan does. I can only assume it’s almost like a slave.”

“Well, whatever it is, what Vade and Honey have is pretty amazing.” I pulled off Parker’s pants and straddled his waist before unbuttoning his shirt. “I know we should go back out and thank our hosts for everything but right now, I want to lay with my husband.”

“Lay? Is that from one of your historical romance books?”

“No.” I giggled. “I don’t read historical romances. They’re not kinky enough for me.”

Suddenly, I was flipped onto my back with Parker snarling against my neck. “What book is kinky enough for you?”

I laughed, wrapping my arms around his thick neck and sighed. “
Hers
by Dawn Robertson. First sex scene in the book involves a Domme giving it to her submissive by a strap-on. It was one of the hottest things I have ever read.”

Parker raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

I nodded.

He kissed me fully on the mouth. “Don’t get any ideas.”

My jaw dropped at the mental image he put into my head. “Well, now that would be…um…interesting.”

“You are too much.” He chuckled. “I love you, Mrs. Reed.”

“Oh God. I’m Mrs. Reed now,” I exclaimed.

“Is that a problem?”

“No.” I smirked. “It’s hot as hell.”

“ARE YOU sure we’re allowed out here?” I asked, gripping Parker’s arm tight.

He chuckled and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. “Of course.”

“Ah. There’s the happy couple.” Vade clapped his hands together and greeted us halfway before motioning to a table. “Sit. Eat. Be merry.” He laughed.

His cheeriness was contagious but I had a feeling that he wasn’t always that way. “Permission to speak, Sir?”

“Go ahead, tiny one.”

Parker gave me a questioning glance but I went on anyways. “I just…please forgive me if this sounds rude but were you always this happy?”

“Why do you ask?” He placed a pillow at the feet of the chair by the table.

“Well I just get this feeling that…well…your relationship with your wife reminds me of ours.” I shrugged, noticing that there was only one chair.

Parker sat and pointed to the floor. “Kneel.”

I did as I was told, not even hesitating.

“I appreciate your open and honest questions, Keely,” Vade said, snapping his fingers. “We have not had it easy as you can probably already tell. But here’s a piece of advice for you.” He waited for the maid to place two plates on the table before he continued. “Whatever happens, whatever you go through, as long as you have each other, you can get through anything. Know that and everything else will fall into place.  Now, enjoy your supper. No one will disturb you. Parker?” He nodded towards me before walking away, disappearing a moment later through a door at the other side of the room.