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This won’t do. What good was an insecure Omega? Why did he automatically assume the worst about Romeo?
The door swung open, and Rhys stared at Romeo, looking so perfect under the bathroom lights.
“Good, you’re awake,” Romeo beamed.
Rhys shut off the shower, biting on his lower lip.
Romeo frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“I thought…” Rhys faltered. “I thought you’d left.”
“Idiot,” Romeo said, tone fond.
“I know, right?”
“Make it up to me, Omega.” Romeo wiggled his brows suggestively at Rhys. It took Rhys a second to get it. Romeo wanted sex, what else? Well, Rhys was eager to please his Alpha.
Laughing, Rhys nodded. “Get in, Alpha. Claim this ass.”
“Mine,” Romeo agreed. The Alpha stripped out of his clothes within seconds—an enviable skill, and got into the shower with him.
The amazing shower sex they had—Rhys hadn’t imagined it, because it was as mind-blowing as ever. Romeo thrusting in and out of him and him screaming out Romeo’s name reminded Rhys exactly what he’d been missing out on.
Freshly showered and dressed, Rhys exited the bathroom, surprised when Romeo grabbed his hand.
“I knew you’d worry. I got something for you.”
“For me?” Rhys asked, heart hammering so loud in his chest when Romeo bent down on one knee. His mouth went dry when Romeo dramatically pulled out a black velvet box from his back pocket. “Oh my.”
“Don’t say ‘no’ yet.” Romeo opened the box, revealing two golden bands nestled inside.
“Why do you think I’m going to refuse?” Tears of a different sort blurred his eyes again.
“Is that a ‘yes’ then?” Romeo asked hopefully.
“You haven’t even asked the right question yet,” Rhys teased.
Romeo growled, but nonetheless gave in. “Rhys, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”
“Of course I will.” Rhys whooped when Romeo rose, grinning and slipped the band into his finger. After, Rhys returned the gesture. “When’s the date?”
“Noon.”
“You want to get married on noon?”
“Noon, today,” Romeo corrected.
Rhys’ hand flew to his mouth.
“Too sudden?”
“No. Kiss me, Alpha. Tell me this isn’t a dream.”
Romeo tugged him close and kissed him again, making his toes curl. “Better?”
“Oh yeah, much. But my friends and family—”
“All taken care of by the organizer.”
Speechless for a couple of seconds, Rhys stared at his mate. “You’ve thought of everything didn’t you?”
“Daunted?”
Rhys returned his smirk. “Never.”
“Come on then, baby.” Romeo checked his wristwatch. “We have three hours to get ready for our wedding.”
Chapter Five
The big day—Romeo never envisioned it would be like this, but he realized he could want for nothing else. Rhys hadn’t been kidding. The hotel chapel was filled to the brim with beaming families and friends, and strangers on Romeo’s side. People he’d get to know soon. Normally, Rhys was a shy guy, not comfortable with being the center of attention, but today, he didn’t mind.
Everything looked so beautiful. It looked like Romeo and the organizers pulled out all the stops. Flowers decorated the chapel and a priest stood at the altar. Even though Rhys never told Romeo he was Catholic, the Alpha did his research. And Romeo—Rhys would never forget how Romeo looked so perfect in his suit and tie. Rhys himself chose a matching tux.
He walked down the aisle, hearing and seeing no one else but Romeo. One step. Two. If he had his way, Rhys would practically run to his mate. Oh, who cares? This was their day, his and Romeo’s. Rhys broke into a sprint on the very last steps and nearly tripped, but thankfully, Romeo caught him with his strong and steady arms.
“I know you’re excited, baby, but stay calm.”
Rhys beamed at him. Romeo smiled back.
They barely heard the priest. It all came down to their vows.
“Will you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“I do,” Rhys said without hesitation and Romeo had the same answer.
“You may kiss the groom,” the priest said.
Romeo’s lips found his and that was it—the perfect moment. Rhys loved the way Romeo clutched him close, refusing to let him go. Hell, he loved everything about his Alpha. That’s right. He could call Romeo ‘his’ now. Like the night before, one kiss and Rhys was gone.
Heat leapt from his mouth to Romeo’s and vice versa. Romeo clutched him close and they grinded their bodies against each other. Rhys could already imagine Romeo pushing his dick inside him, filling him, and sooner or later, his seed would catch.
Rhys already saw the future in his head. Hell, he could practically map it out—him having Romeo’s cute pups, pups who’d wreck everything in sight, but they’d love them all the same. They’d make good parents—that he was sure of.
“We skipped right to the honeymoon last night, but I don’t mind round two,” Romeo said soft enough for Rhys to hear.
They endured group pictures and walked out of the chapel. Romeo had planned a reception, but they decided to skip it. Their guests were mildly disappointed, but Rhys knew their loved ones would understand. When he glimpsed his parents’ faces, he knew they were happy for him after witnessing Rhys fail at all of his relationships. Well, it turned out Rhys had simply been waiting for one man his entire life—Romeo.
“Round two? I think we did plenty of rounds last night,” Rhys whispered back. “And I can’t get enough of you or sex.”
“You like that, didn’t you, my little Omega?” Romeo looked into his eyes. “Say those three words again, baby. Let me hear them, loud and clear.”
Rhys was only happy to. “I love you, Alpha.”
“And I love you, Rhys. I’ll spend every second of my life reminding you of that important fact.”
“For better or for worst, right?”
“Until death do us part,” Romeo confirmed.
They took the same elevator to the penthouse suite. Rhys couldn’t forget the first time he stood in this very spot, nervous and apprehensive about meeting Romeo. Hell, he could see his nervous self, when he entered the lottery on a whim, never imagining all this lay in store for him. Heck, he’d never believed in happily-ever-afters, until he met Romeo.
Rhys was a realist. Nothing about marriage or mating was smooth sailing, but he was ready for whatever life threw at them.
“Yesterday, we made love. Today, we got married. What’s next?” Rhys asked.
“Everything. The rest of our lives start today, baby.”
The End
ABOUT JANE:
During the day, Jane is a teacher, wife, and mother. At night, Jane’s a scribbler of erotic gay romance. She can’t get enough of demanding alphas, feisty mates, and happily-ever-afters.
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Rust closed his eyes, feeling blissful. He felt Harry come back with the cloth, cleaning him up.
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Rust opened his eyes to squint suspiciously at Harry. “The shower?”
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“Such a needy boy.”
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“Another good answer. You’re on your way to getting a gold star from me, pet.”
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