\[Denali’s POV\]
I sit alone on the balcony attached to mine and Rosco’s room, taking in the grounds of Emerald Moon. If you asked me a few months ago if I thought I would be where I was, my answer would most certainly be no. However, here I sat as the new leader of this place while my father and Beatrice sat in prison waiting for their trials.
Sighing, I look down at my legs, which, to this point, still didn’t work the same as they used to. I guess you could say that even if there was a bright future ahead of me, it didn’t necessarily mean that there wouldn’t be hardships.
“It will be okay,” I whisper, placing a hand on my stomach and giving it a rub. “Even if I never get full use of my legs again, I’ll still be the best mother I can be.”
“And wife.”
Turning, I watch as Rosco makes his way toward me in nothing but a towel while carrying a bottle of champagne.
“Why aren’t you dressed?” I ask, letting my eyes trail down his muscular body until they come to rest on the bulge in the towel.
“Since this was how I was dressed when we first officially met, I thought it was fitting for a night like this.”
Lifting a brow, I wait for him to elaborate. Til this point, he still didn’t tell me what he had planned, but given the bubbling hot tub that had been installed the day before and all the beautiful fairy lights strung about the balcony, I knew it would involve some outdoor fun.
“No questions, mi reina,” he murmurs, taking a seat beside me and pulling my legs onto his lap. “Just sit back and enjoy this evening.”
Nodding, I try to ignore the sudden discomfort I feel over how he takes in my damaged legs. With the scars and marks on them, they were far from beautiful, but then again, no part of me ever truly was. From the start, I carried many scars from my abuse, but Rosco continued to treat me like I was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Remaining quiet, Rosco lifts my leg to his lips and begins to kiss my scars while I let a sigh of contentment escape me.
When he finishes, he rests my leg on his lap once more and then opens the bottle of champagne and takes a sip.
Reaching out, he cups the back of my neck so that I lean forward and our lips meet. Immediately, the bitter liquid mixed with Rosco’s taste explodes in my mouth. Swallowing, I reach out and wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer so that the kiss deepens.
Pulling away, I stare into his eyes, letting myself get lost in the torrent of emotion there, and when it comes too much to bear, I shift myself until I’m straddling him.
“I love you,” I whisper, nipping at my mark on his neck. “So damn much.”
“And I you, mi reina,” Rosco groans, sliding his hands to my ass and squeezing. “More than my own life.”
“Prove it,” I whisper.
“I will with every minute of every day for the rest of our lives.”
Grinning, I slam my mouth against his once more while my greedy fingers tug at the towel wrapped around his torso. When I get it out of the way, I sit back and pull off my shirt so that I can offer a breast to his waiting lips.
Moaning, I close my eyes and let myself get lost in the feel of Rosco’s tongue, lips, and teeth teasing one nipple and then the other until I can’t take it anymore.
“Rosco,” I whimper. “Please, fuck me.”
“Not here,” he murmurs, getting up and beginning to carry me to the hot tub. “I figured we could break this in.”
Nodding, I let Rosco sit me on the side of the hot tub so that he can remove my pants and then my underwear. Once I’m completely bare, I prepare to get in, but find myself being held in place while Rosco drops to his knees and hooks my thighs over his shoulders.
“What are you…AH!” I gasp as his face dips between my legs.
“Worshipping my queen,” Rosco explains, using two fingers to open my folds so that his tongue can find my clit. “I warned you that I was going to keep you up all night, and I plan on keeping good to my word.”
Whimpering, I spread my legs further and lean back while Rosco’s skillful tongue and fingers begin to work me until I’m close to cumming.
“Can I?” I whisper, trying my best to hold it in.
“Cum for me, mi reina,” Rosco growls, quickening his movements. “I want to taste your delicious juices.”
Gasping, I feel myself explode into a powerful orgasm that makes my body quake.
Closing my eyes, I let myself get lost in it while Rosco continues his attack, prolonging it until I’m sure I may go mad. Only when I feel my eyes rolling into the back of my head does he stop and begin to kiss up my body until his lips find my neck.
“Do it,” I murmur, answering his silent question. “I’m yours always and forever.”
Bracing myself, I wait for the pain I felt from Alexander's mark as Rosco’s teeth sink into my skin, but it never comes. Instead, I feel an overwhelming warmth that takes my breath away and leaves me in wonder as his mark begins to form itself on my skin.
When he finishes, Rosco pulls away and licks the blood from my skin and then his own lips while he takes in his claim to me.
“It’s perfect,” he growls, lifting me, placing me in the hot tub, and then following.
“Mhm,” I purr, shifting onto him so that I can feel his dick pressing against my waiting core. “I agree.”
Everything about this moment was perfect, from the location to the starry sky above and the one I was here with. For the time being, I could pretend that the world around us was peaceful and that trouble didn’t wait for us down the road.
"Now, will you fuck me?” I whisper, beginning to lower myself onto him.
“Yes, ma am.”
Not wasting any more time, Rosco grabs my hips and pulls me down on him so that he can begin to thrust his hips, moving in and out of me while moans of delight escape me. Just for tonight, I will let myself get lost in this perfection. Just me and Rosco together, our bodies moving together while our mouths and hands explore every inch of each other's skin.
Come tomorrow, we would have to continue facing everything that still needed to be done, from me learning more about my mother’s bloodline to the trials of those who worked against us. However, I knew that our future would eventually end up bright once all these trials and tribulations were over, and as long as we were together through them, I knew that everything would be okay.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Thank you everyone for taking the time to read Forced To Be His Bride. Fated To Be His Mate. All your kind words and excitement have meant so much to me, and I want each and every one of you to know that I appreciate you. Stay tuned for a bonus chapter and an announcement about a sequel.