"Christian," I pulled her closer to myself, allured by that sweet laugh that left her throat, by the sparkle in her eyes when she looked up at me. "someone might hear you," A whisper, a dare, and another reason to pull her closer. All the room knew how I felt for her. I already stole her once. Now, the world could know what she meant to me.. What she did to me. The way she swayed her round hips, the way the her small waist fit in my hands had me suppressing the need to throw her over my shoulder and take her out that hall that very moment.. "Lana," I didn't even know I had leaned closer until I felt her lips underneath mine. An innocent brush was all I could allow myself, because her simple scent stiffened every single bone in my body even more. "From tonight on, you're my wife. Mine, my love. For eternity." Those words left some dark place in my chest.. Some part of me that wished to claim her forever simply because I could; I could without hiding, without caring. It was becoming ridiculous really, how the way her mouth curled into a smile sent a damn wave of heat instantly up my legs. "I believe I agreed to that," I placed a kiss on her forehead, barely aware of it.. "when I said those vows a few hours ago." Her arms went around my neck, those wide eyes of green and smoky blue peeking at me from underneath her dark curved lashes, aware of what she did to me, aware of it from the moment I kissed her in front of the altar. Oh she knew and still she dared me into madness that whole night.. "I few hours ago.." I repeated her words, processing them slowly as if with that I would stay sane. "Damn, it seems like it's been longer than that." When I dared to look down at her again, it took me everything not to lean closer another inch and ravish those daring lips of hers brazenly. "How much more of this are you going to make me take?" It was a question mixed with some groan that she very much recognized.. I'm certain she could feel the front of my pants very much as well.. Her mistake was that she thought I would go along with her teases when I— I had this crippling necessity to simply take her in my arms and carry her out that very moment. She gave me a devilish grin. "If we leave—" "We're the newly wedded. A wedding night is expected." I was quick to remind, and I knew my wicked bride was not even slightly modest to care what anyone in that room thought.. She was only playing a role for the night, and seemingly very much enjoying the fact that I could no longer resist a minute without having her. "Everyone would know." She glanced on the side as if she cared, and my fingers already tightened around that dress. If there were no kids in the ballroom, I wouldn't had been able to resist sliding my hands lower.. Hell, I should've taken her straight to our room right after the altar. "I want them to know." With another pull, I had her glued against me, had her lips over mine in seconds. I kissed her with the last drip of resistance my body possessed.. A brief, quick, urgent kiss.. "Let them know." I felt her warm breath against my lips. "We should wait." "Hell, Lana, does it seem to you like I can really wait until everyone leaves?" My lips moved somewhere over her delicate cheekbone, the silkiness of that porcelain skin. "Do you truly think I can wait a second longer?" Her response was unmerciful. There wasn't a thing that could make it easier to me, I was aware of that.. But when she released that slow breath, sliding her hands down my chest with all the focus, leaning her head on my shoulder.. Hell, it dared every atom in my body. "Don't you think it would be disrespectful?" The groan that broke from my throat should had been a response enough. "Most of the people in this room envy us, Lana," I looked down at her, at the way those eyes glared up at me, the way she nipped on her lip— I've had it. "The hell with that." If disrespect was her only concern, I damned myself a thousand times for waiting so long and not doing what my whole being longed for.. I scooped her in my arms and with a simple turn, a mere step, I was at the back door. Her dress fell around my arms, but she fit there perfectly, and each time I held her in my arms, the wish to never let go seemed stronger. Lana was all fierce and recklessness when she stumped around, ready to walk through fire for those that she loved.. But in my arms she was fragile, small, fitting just perfectly against my chest. The silk underneath that lace slid across her skin, spilled around those voluptuous curves when I held her against myself, melting in my arms.. I feared that if I lowered my head to drop a kiss on her lips, I wouldn't be able to stop. And she seemed determined to make me do so as those big eyes looked up at me; something devilish hiding behind that spark in them. She clung onto my shoulder, arm around my neck— Hell, I wished to hold her like that forever. But my blood rushed through me with urgency, my heart thumped in a rhythm that seemed desperate to match hers, to feel hers.. All I had to do was wrap her legs around my waist instead of holding them, and sink deep inside her. The mere thought sent an aching throb straight to my groin.