The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 66

~ATTICUS~

I couldn’t stop myself from taking what I wanted from her. I knew that I should behave; I knew that I was being selfish. I knew this was wrong at a time like this but damn it; nothing was going to stop me from tasting her tonight—nothing except her.

She was asking all these questions about Anya even though I was sure I had already told her I felt nothing for her. What the f**k had I done in the past for her not to believe me? How stupid must I have been? And how much did I hurt her before finally realizing my feelings toward her? I had so many questions about my past, so many questions about our marriage. Autumn was the only one that would be able to give me all of those answers.

But first, I needed to taste her. I needed it like I needed air to breathe.

“Do you want to know something?” She whispers suddenly. There seems to be a mischievous glint in her eyes and it’s definitely trapped me.

“Once it’s from your mouth, I’m all ears,” I tell her. I didn’t know if she was trying to change the conversation, but I was hoping she would let me do what I desperately wanted to.

“On our wedding day. Your parents told us we had to bathe in the spring at one of your islands. Before we got there, I saw Anya openly flirting with you on the boat. I got instantly jealous and sad. I drank plenty that night and kissed you in front of her. I was thrilled when you didn’t stop me. When we got to the spring, I did something you might not believe even if I told you.”

She’d sparked my interest. I wanted to know what exactly she’d done when we’d gotten to the spring. I found it hard to believe that she’d kissed me in front of everyone while on the yacht. And why the hell did I let Anya openly flirt with me in the past on my wedding day?

Suddenly, I wasn’t sure if I wanted my memories back. If it were filled with me being a complete asshole toward Autumn, I wouldn’t know how to forgive myself.

What else could have happened for her to think I wouldn’t believe what she had to say? What happened in that spring? I wanted to know more about that incident than anything else right now.

She buried her face against my chest, and I didn’t think I would love feeling her against me this much. It dawned on me that I would f*****g kill to protect this woman. I would never let anyone take her from me. Never. Not even my family. No one would ever be able to separate us. I know that there was evil waiting to tear us apart, but I would fight till my death to keep her.

“I was naked in the spring, and after the ritual, I sat on the edge and spread my legs so that you could have a full view of my bare pussy.”

A second passes. Then another and another.

I don’t think I can f*****g breathe right now. It’s the last thing I expected her to say to me.

“Repeat it,” I whisper sharply. “I don’t think I heard you correctly.”

There’s no f*****g way she’d said what I thought she did.

“I spread my legs for you on our wedding night; I showed you the most intimate part of my body.” She repeats for my sake.

f*****g hell. My d**k stirs in my jeans almost immediately. It was very much alive and hungry for her.

a beautiful thing, and I hated how weak I was to forget something like that. How many moments

I say in a hoarse whisper. “Show me how you did it. I

widen, “I don’t think I can do

cheeks are

are you nervous now?” I whisper. “You did it already, and you’re the one

was intoxicated when I did that.

It is different now. This time you aren’t intoxicated. This time you will be aware of everything. This time will

know.” She

and rolled next to her onto the bed. I pull her into my arms, “we can cuddle

taste of her, but I wasn’t doing anything that she didn’t

me by pulling herself out of my arms and walking towards a nearby desk

you doing?” I ask,

my breath as she unzipped the back of her dress, and I watched it fall

of me. Forget anything I ever thought she looked like without clothes; she was unbelievably

the desk and slowly spread her legs open for me. “I want you to remember.”

I swallow.

was she

look away; from her pretty eyes, her smooth skin, and her f*****g wet p***y glistening in front of

for me. I didn’t think anything could make me as happy as this did at this

and go after her.

reach her. My hands are on the desk to her side, and my lips are next to her ear. “What did I do after you gracefully spread your

my chin and lifts my face

much my breasts ached because

“do they?” I ask.

hurt so much. Just like they always do when they want your

I touch them?” I

shakes her

f**k? Why

beg

“If your breasts ached for me.

to touch me that night because you didn’t want to take advantage

guess there are

as possible. I didn’t want

Autumn,” I say before moving to her next n****e. Did I