Stella’s P. O. V.
A Few Months Later
The church is adorned with white roses and golden lights. Alex and I walk down the aisle, arm in arm, to take our seats. Mom is standing at the altar with Henry, their hands clasped together, their love for each other visible at every glance.
In the past few months, Henry has proven just how much he loves my mother, and he’s shown us that he’s nothing like her past two husbands. I’ve seen how happy she is these days-how he makes her feel safe and cherished, just like Alex does for me. I’m truly glad that Mom has finally found a life partner who will always treat her with the love and care she deserves.
Alex and I settle in the front row, sitting next to Henry’s sons, Sebastian and Xavier. They greet us with polite smiles.
I fix my eyes on the altar, and tears of joy gather in my eyes as I watch her. I’ve never seen her look so full of hope and happiness. Please God, always keep her happy like this.
Alex notices and leans closer, brushing his fingers against my cheek. “You okay, Flower?”
I nod with a small smile. “I’ve never seen her this happy, Alex. I’m so glad.”
He gives me a smile, his thumb brushing away my tears. “She deserves this.”
I can’t hold back more tears when they exchange vows. The look in Henry’s eyes as he promises to cherish my mom is genuine, filled with the kind of love she’s always deserved but never had. When they kiss, the room erupts in applause, and I feel something in my heart, imagining myself and Alex there.
Alex squeezes my hand and whispers in my ear. “One day, it’ll be us up there.”
“I can’t wait.” I grin at him.
He wipes my tears. “When it happens, you won’t cry this much.”
I nudge him with my elbow, rolling my eyes. “I make no promises.”
“But I promise I’ll never let you cry.” He kisses my forehead, stealing my heart all over again with his words. This man makes me fall in love with him more deeply every day.
***
At the reception, the room is filled with laughter and music. Henry and Mom share their first dance, and the way he spins her around the dance floor brings fresh tears to my eyes.
Alex and I sit at our table, watching them. As I notice Henry’s sons, Sebastian and Xavier, are chatting with some relatives nearby, a mischievous idea crosses my mind to tease Alex.
I lean toward him with a naughty smile spreading across my face. “You know, my new stepbrothers are pretty hot.”
Alex’s head snaps toward me, his eyes filled with darkness. “Excuse me?”
It’s so easy to make him jealous.
I lean back in my chair, trying to control my laughter. “What? Just an observation.” I shrug my shoulders.
His hand slides possessively around my waist as he moves closer to me. “You want to repeat that?”
I laugh, enjoying the way he is getting jealous. “Relax, Alex. I only have eyes for you.” I relax him, but can’t resist teasing him a little more. We can have a little fun. Right? “But you might have some competition. They both are tall and dark.” I give him an impish wink.
His grip on my waist tightens before he pulls away and stands up. “Get up.” He commands in a stern tone.
“What?” I raise an eyebrow, feigning innocence.
“You heard me. Follow me. Now.” His tone is turning darker. A shiver runs down my spine at his possessiveness. I wanted this only. Mission successful.
“Yes, sir,” I reply in a playful tone, but he glares at me and turns around to walk.
Without any question, I follow him. I know what’s coming and I’m excited.
We enter the washroom. Luckily, it is empty. As he locks the door with a click, a current of anticipation runs through me.
“So, what were you saying?” He asks, closing the distance between us, his dark eyes glued to my face.
“That…” Before I can say something, he grabs me by my hips and yanks me closer before capturing my lips in a hard and demanding kiss.
I love it.
Clutching his shirt, I savour the way he kisses me. It is as if he is claiming me as his through this kiss.
He bites my lower lip and stretches it before sucking my lips hard, squeezing my buttocks roughly. “You’re mine, Flower. Don’t forget that.”
I look at him, panting. “I think I’ve forgotten. Will you remind me?” The mischief glint returns in my eyes.
“Always ready to remind you whom you belong, my love.” Saying this, he attacks my neck, pulling my head back by fisting my hair.
The intensity of Alex’s gaze sets my body on fire as he pulls back. “Kneel.” He orders, pointing his finger down, taking my breath away from me.
My heart races in anticipation, and I immediately obey, sinking to my knees before him on the tiled floor. His possessive stare set my body on fire as I unbuckle his belt and undo his zipper, my hands trembling slightly with excitement.
I free him from his jeans and boxers, and his hard cock springs free, already aching with need. Alex cups my chin, tilting my head up so our eyes meet. “Keep your eyes on me, Flower.”
I nod, my gaze locked on his as I lean forward, taking him into my mouth slowly. The moan that escapes his lips as I take him deeper into my mouth sends a thrill through me. He threads his fingers through my hair and guides my movements.
“Fuck, Stella.” His head falls back in ecstasy as I work him with my mouth, swirling my tongue around his tip and then taking him down my throat.
The sound of his moans fills the room, and it arouses me like nothing else. Knowing I have this effect on him, knowing I’m the only one who can bring him to the edge like this-it’s intoxicating. Pleasuring my man is so satisfying.
“Such a good girl.” He praises me, patting my head as I keep going, my hands gripping his thighs to steady myself.
“Stop.” He commands suddenly, making me stop in an instant.
I pull back, his intense gaze fixed on me. “Stand up.”
I do as he asks, my legs shaking.
“Face the wall.”
I swallow hard before turning and pressing my palms against the cool surface of the tiled wall. My breath becomes heavy when he moves behind me. He lifts the hem of my dress, exposing my lace panties, before grabbing my hips possessively with his large hands.
Without a word, he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties before pulling them down and tossing them aside. His hands return to my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as he positions himself at my entrance.
“You fucking belong to me, Stella,” he growls as he thrusts into me with one powerful stroke. A cry of pleasure escapes my lips as he fills me completely.
“Never.” He thrusts hard, spanking my ass. “Forget.” Another thrust, deeper and rougher, his nails digging into my buttocks. “It.”
He is so wild today. My entire body trembles from the force of him, my nails scraping against the wall as I try to hold myself up.
“Say it,” he commands as he drives into me harder.
“I’m yours, Alex,” my voice breaks from the overwhelming pleasure. “Only yours.”
“That’s right.” His hands slide up my body to cup my breasts, pulling me back against his chest as he moves even deeper inside me. “Mine.”
It feels so fucking good.