Keeping Their Love (Griffin Brothers #7) (8 page)

We break apart because
we know we have to, but we don’t let go of each other. Everyone’s
clapping, and we turn to smile at them before heading through the
castle to the other side. The tables are all set up next to her ride,
and I’m glad I have at least a couple small surprises for her.
After we pose for pictures with everyone, I tell them that we need to
go for a quick ride, but we’ll be back soon.

“We get to go in our
own boat?” Alex asks, her eyes lighting up.

“Yeah. I wanted to do
something else, but I couldn’t.”

“This is perfect.”

We get into our boat
and she holds my arm tight as we hear the music. It’s so freaking
cute how excited she gets. She’s only been on this ride around a
thousand times. This is definitely the best time, though. Because I
can kiss her freely. Which I do. We pause so she can look at those
crazy dolls every once in a while, but we get plenty of kissing in.
The ride’s over too soon, and I help her out of the boat.

We rejoin everyone and
go to sit at our little table for two. Alex gasps when she sees the
balloon with the message attached to it, just like in her high
school. I called her old school and made a donation in exchange for
an authentic one. I wrote the same thing I said to her at the altar
on the paper. I also got her a big heart full of chocolates, and a
little cheap necklace like she described to me. That was probably the
hardest thing to find, but I did it.

“It’s perfect,
Miles. All of it is perfect. Thank you.”

“I’d do anything
for you, Xandy. I want you to know that,” I tell her as I put the
necklace on her.

Minnie and Mickey make
an appearance during dinner, which thrills the kids. And us. Who am I
kidding? We love taking wedding pictures with them. We cut the
beautiful Disney themed cake and feed it to each other before hitting
the dance floor. We share our first dance to “You Are in Love” by
Taylor Swift. After, Alex dances with Gary and her uncles, and then
it’s my turn with my Mom.

“I’m so happy for
you, Miles.”

“Thanks, Mom. I’m
happy, too. I’d be happier if you stopped ignoring John.”

“Miles!”

“What? He likes you.
And I think you like him. You need to go for it.”

“He
is
nice.”

“And you both live in
Chicago.”

The song ends and
before she can stop me, I walk over and hand her off to John.
“Thanks, Miles.”

“Just treat her well,
and we’ll be good.”

“Not a problem.”

“That was sweet of
you, King,” my wife tells me when I have her back in my arms.

“They’d be good
together, Xandy. Not as good as us, of course.”

“Of course.”

“I love you, Mr.
Corrigan.”

“And I love you, Mrs.
Corrigan.”

We eat our cake and
dance some more. Alex tosses her bouquet, and we’re all a little
shocked when Stella catches it. Aiden catches the garter, but after a
glance at Ellie, opts to put it on Stella’s arm and not her thigh.
Smart man. We make our getaway soon after, and I’m surprised when
Alex steers me away from the front of the park.

“Where are we going?”

“Our room.”

“Is that way,” I
say pointing behind us.

“Not tonight.”

I let her lead me to
New Orleans Square, but stop her as she starts to climb upstairs. “We
can’t go up there. Someone already has the room. I tried to get
them to give it to me, but they wouldn’t. I’m sorry.”

“They wouldn’t give
it to you, because they’d already given it to me.”

“What?”

“I bought the room
from them. They told me someone else called after. I figured it was
you, especially when you came to me after and asked to change our
wedding day.”

“Wow.”

“I would’ve told
you, but I was a little nervous. I knew you’d really wanted this
room the first time we were here and I was happy to get it for
tonight. But then, when I knew you’d tried, I felt bad for taking
it from you.”

“You didn’t take
it, you’re sharing it with me. I kind of like that you outsmarted
me and got it first.”

“Yeah? So I don’t
have to do anything else?” she asks as she leans towards me on the
stairs.

“Oh, did you have
something else you wanted to do?” I ask, leaning the rest of the
way so that our lips are almost touching.

“I was thinking of
doing you, actually.”

“Well, that’s
definitely going to happen.”

I close the distance
and kiss her hard as I pick her up to carry her the last few steps. I
walk inside the bedroom and stand her in front of the bed. We have to
get this dress off of her before we do anything else.

She reaches behind her
to undo the button in the middle of her shoulders. I reach over and
push it off until the material is gathered at her waist. She’s
braless and I almost come at the sight of her naked breasts above her
bunched up dress, while her veil still hangs down her back. I unzip
her skirt and hold it as she steps out. A garter belt and stockings
are all that’s under there, and I think she’s trying to kill me.

“You have too many
clothes on, King.”

I lay her dress on the
bench at the end of the bed and reach up to take off her crown and
veil. “You’re up first. So my clothes can stay on.”

“I feel like I should
protest the fact that you’re not giving me a choice, but since I
know I’m going to love whatever you have planned for me, I won’t.”

“You will,” I
assure her as I move her to the edge of the canopy bed.

I move the ottoman over
and spread her legs for me, placing her hands behind her. She knows
she needs to leave them there. I decide to leave the belt on. Seeing
it frame her lips and pussy makes me want to beg her to wear one
every day. I’ll ask her later. Right now I have a mission to
accomplish.

I lean over and touch
the tip of my tongue to her. She jerks back as I smile. I continue to
tease her with tiny licks and barely there kisses until she’s
moving her hips forward, begging me with her body for more. She
hasn’t begged me with her mouth yet, even though she knows she has
to if she wants more. She gives in more often than not, but I can see
tonight is going to be a “not.”

Maybe she thinks that
since it’s our wedding night, I should let go of my dominant
tendencies. She’s probably right, but knowing that she’s
officially mine is bringing out even more of my alpha nature than
usual. I
need
her to
beg. At least this time. So I continue torturing us both for several
more minutes.

“Miles, please. You
win. Please.”

Her words jar me even
though I was waiting for them, and I sit back to look up at her,
feeling like the ass that I am. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have
made you do that tonight. I knew I shouldn’t, but…”

“You needed me to
beg. I know. It’s okay. Just this once tonight though, okay?”

I nod, and devour her
the way she wants me to. I take longer licks, include some teeth when
I kiss her, and suck hard. I also add my fingers to the mix, stroking
her in the way I know she loves. When I glance up, she’s pinching
her nipples with her head thrown back. I suck her hard, while
flicking my tongue out over her clit until she screams. I continue to
lick her lightly until she stops fucking my face, and then I stand.

“You get a few
minutes to rest while I get the tub ready for us.”

“Yes, please. And
thank you.”

“Anytime, Xandy.
Anytime.”

I get the Jacuzzi going
and undress. She comes up behind me and hugs me from behind. “I
love this bathtub.”

It is pretty
spectacular. Set into an alcove, the walls glow with starlight made
by technology, and there’s even a stained glass window. I turn
around to pick her up and lift her into the water. I climb between
the two pillars to join her in the bubbling water, but she stops me.

“Sit on the ledge,
King. It’s my turn.”

No sane man says no to
a blow job from his hot wife. And I like to think that I’m sane, so
I do as she asks. Watching her suck me into that luscious mouth of
hers while water is bubbling over her breasts is one of the most
erotic things I’ve ever seen in my life. I’d like to say I lasted
a little while, but I was so keyed up already that it only took a
couple minutes. I more than made up for it later.

Ryan

We’re heading to the
private patio of the Dream Suite Alex and Miles slept in last night.
Or didn’t sleep in. I really can’t think about that, though. She
may be married, but she’s still my niece. They’re hosting us for
an early breakfast before the parks open. I’m anxious to see my
brothers and find out how their plans went.

We focused on the
wedding and having fun, so we didn’t talk much last night. Olivia
sat on Luke’s lap for most of the night, so it looks like they’ll
be okay. And everyone else looked happy too. I still want details
about everyone’s plans, though.

“Rides?” Erin asks
me.

“Breakfast first,
Eri. Then rides.”

“Okey-dokey.”

I look at Chloe and she
shrugs. I’m pretty sure neither one of us has ever said that
before, but whatever. I can go with the flow. Sometimes.

We walk into the
courtyard to see a full buffet set up. Stella and Darcy are there,
and we greet them warmly. Chloe thanked them both over and over again
last night, but she does it again. I thank them again, too.

“Thanks,” Erin says
to them both.

“What are you
thanking us for, Erin?” Stella asks, kneeling down next to her.

“You made Mommy and
Daddy happy.”

“They sure did,” I
agree.

“It was our
pleasure,” Darcy tells us all.

Chloe gives them all
the details about the dresses and fabrics she chose while I get my
little love some Mickey waffles and eggs. I sit her in one of the
high chairs at the table, and help her eat. She even feeds me a bite
or two. If anyone would’ve told me a few years ago that I’d be
married to the love of my life with a beautiful daughter, I’d have
laughed at them. I thought Chloe and I were over. Now I can’t
imagine ever trying to live without her again. I know I couldn’t.

“Go and grab yourself
something, Ry,” Chloe tells me as she leans over to kiss my cheek.

“Eri’s sharing with
me, I’m good.”

“Daddy, get more
waffles, please.”

“Sure thing,
sweetie.”

Chloe just shakes her
head as I grab another small plate for my little girl. She smiles at
me when she sees I brought a big plate for us, too. “Aww, we’re
sharing too?”

“No. Daddy shares
with me.”

This happens sometimes.
Erin wants me all to herself. She loves Chloe, but she’s definitely
a daddy’s girl. Which is more than fine with me. Except when she’s
being mean to her mom.

“Apologize to Mommy
for being a brat. I can share with both of you.”

“Sorry Mommy. I love
you. Lots and lots. I share with you, too,” she says, holding out a
piece of a waffle.

Chloe takes it and pops
it in her mouth. “Thanks. I love you too, Eri.”

Zack and Ainsley Taylor
arrive with Matt Corrigan and his friends, Aiden and Nate, a few
minutes later. And then Scott, Yasmin, and Dave come through the
door. They greet everyone, but I wave them over. I really want to
know how their talk went.

* * *

Scott

I walk into the after
wedding breakfast happier than I’ve been in weeks because my wife
is happy. You know how they say “Happy Wife, Happy Life?” Well,
it’s true. At least in my case. Nothing makes me happier than
seeing Yas smile.

We greet Ainsley, Zack,
and the guys from Corrigan before Ry calls us over. I know he’s
anxious to hear how things went. We didn’t get to talk much last
night. I assured him things were good, but I know he wants details.

“Look Davey, Daddy’s
sharing with me and Mommy,” Erin says as we walk up.

“I want to share with
Mommy,” my boy tells her.

Of course he does. He
loves us both, but Yas is definitely his favorite. I am more than
okay with that since she’s my favorite person in the world, too.
Chloe just looks at me and shakes her head. We’re used to being
second.

“Daddy can share with
me, too,” Yas says.

“But Mommy.”

“Or I’ll just share
with Daddy.”

“Fine. But you love
me best?”

“Nope. I love you
both best. I tell you that all the time, so you know that. Why are
you being so mean to your Daddy?”

“I love Daddy. You’re
prettier, though. And you’re soft when you cuddle me.”

“I totally agree with
everything you just said, Buddy.”

“You’re my best
friend, Daddy. Okay?”

“Yeah. That’s
always okay.”

He reaches out and
takes my hand, before I can let the tears that have gathered in my
eyes fall. “Let’s get food for Mommy.”

We load our plates, and
I carry them as Dave runs ahead and lifts his arms to Yas. She puts
him in his high chair, and I take the seat next to her. She gives me
a nice, long kiss before turning and kissing our little boy on the
cheek.

“Since my brother’s
been smiling since yesterday, I’m guessing you’re happy about the
new job.”

“I am. It really is
my dream come true.”

“That’s my plan. To
make all your dreams come true.”

“You do.”

“How times change,”
my dad says as he walks up. “I can remember when your mother used
to worry that none of her boys would settle down. And now all of you
have.”

“We had to find the
right women,” I tell him. “And we did.”

“Yes. I couldn’t
ask for better daughter-in-laws.”

He smiles as he walks
back over to join our mom, who’s talking to Jane and Jessica
Corrigan. Jessica and my good friend, John, were getting pretty cozy
last night. I watch as he walks in and puts an arm around her waist
as he kisses her cheek.