Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 425

#Chapter 425 – Under the Moon

Cora

After I dress, I surprise myself by feeling a little shy as I reach for the door to the bathroom to go back to the tiny bedroom where Roger’s waiting or me.

Because, I mean, it’s no secret why we’re here. And Roger’s not stupid – he probably figured out what I was doing when I went into the bathroom with a big white box.

But still – it’s always something, isn’t it? Anticipating what it might be like when the man you love sees you in your wedding dress for the first time. And as I think it, quite suddenly, I can’t wait.

I pull the bathroom door open and step back into the bedroom, my eyes instantly going to Roger, standing by the open doors to the beach, the ocean air lifting his hair lightly in the breeze.

And, as I knew they would be, his eyes are already on me. Because he was waiting. And my face bursts into a grin as his expression goes slack.

I feel it all down the bond, which is open to me right now. His awe, and his pride – his love, his desire, the overwhelming swell of pleasure that comes from seeing how beautiful he thinks I look right now on this night – in this dress

“Cora,” he says, the sound of my name rough as it works its way from his tight throat. But it’s the only word he can manage, lifting a hand to cover his mouth and shaking his head at me, just staring.

I turn a little so that I’m facing him completely, still smiling so hard my face might start aching if I keep this up for much longer.

“So, you like it?” I ask, twisting a little so that he can see more of the dress, see how the beadwork catches the light of the fire and makes the dress look incandescent in the glowing dark of this little bedroom.

just stares at me for a moment before a little growl rumbles in his chest, his only answer. And

body, feeling the intricacies of the dress for himself, as well as the contrast it presents to the bare skin of my back, my arms. He lowers his face to mine, kissing me softly as he traces his fingertips down the length of my spine, sending

you close, so I can keep my hands on you? Or far away, so I can see again

wrapping my arms around his waist. “I liked it too. Ella made me try on like,

perfect,” he sighs. “It’s just a shame that I’m going to have to rip

gasp and pull away, my hands defensively clutching the dress at my

be able to help it. How did you even get

zipper,” I say, swatting at him. “And you will respect the dress! It is precious to me! I

I myself now am on the verge

mouth quirking up as

laughing and looking down, shaking my

do anything for me I have no real intention of letting Roger be the

gorgeous mate, “I never had a mom with

tiny, strangled little groan escapes his throat then – not of frustration, or of annoyance, or anything like that. But simply because he can’t help it, because he, too,

know that we’re both thinking the same thought: that we have so much life ahead of us, and so much joy, and neither of us can wait a single second longer to get

to me, to us, and to

bed, but as I realize the direction of his intentions I pull

he asks,

very moment. And then I look back up into his eyes. “I

“Cora, there’s nothing that

say, shaking my head, utterly convinced.

it to me. Confused, I take it, but as soon as I do Roger dips down,

enjoying every minute of it, and I nod towards the beach, and the sea, and

my ear now. “Under your mother’s moonlight, as you will it.” And

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