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  Soon Declan stepped in, claiming me for a spin around the dance floor as Lander stood by impatiently, foot actually tapping. I thought that was just something characters in movies did when they were impatient. Nope. I shot him a smile as we swept by and even though he returned it, I could tell he was near his breaking point.

  “Go easy on him, I don’t want the goods to explode before I even get to use them. And oh God that sounded way more sexual than I meant it to.”

  Declan laughed at me, pulling me in tighter as I tried to force my face to return to a normal shade again. It helped burying my face in his ridiculously good smelling chest.

  “What I meant to say was that Lander looks like he is losing patience and this is his wedding after all.”

  “Are you not enjoying dancing with me? Is your first husband already old news?”

  I looked up at him to see the humorous glint to his eye so I knew he was jesting, but I really had had the least amount of time with him since the twins couldn’t keep their hands to themselves when the other one was involved.

  “You’ll never be old news. I love dancing with you, and I miss you. It seems like its been way longer than a few days since our night together, I want you back in my bed with your arms around me.”

  “Downside to having all these ceremonies spread out. We all get our own night with you, but with there being four of us, it also means we have to wait four nights to marry you while we watch our brothers do so, or in my case to marry you and then wait four nights to be with you again. I understand Lander’s torture, except that I’ve already had a taste and I’m dying for more.”

  “Have you been okay back at the house?”

  “It’s lonely. Sure I’ve had my brothers there but they don’t cuddle as well as you do.”

  “Oh my God, have you all been sleeping together in the same bed?”

  “Umm…I feel like I should tell you no to save face, but we all just wanted to be around your scent. We kind of took over you bed. So…yes?”

  “That’s adorable. We’re probably going to need a bigger bed so we don’t have to try and figure out who is sleeping where each night. I hate the idea of any of my husbands sleeping alone.”

  “Really? You’d want us all in your bed every night?”

  “Of course! I may have four husbands but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to treat this like a traditional marriage. It would be weird in any other marriage if the husband and wife had separate rooms, especially so soon after marrying. No, I want to be surrounded by you guys while I sleep for sure.”

  “My mother was right. Damnit.”

  “What?”

  “She ordered a ridiculous bed after she met you, assured me that you’d want us all in one place each night. I thought that might weird you out so I told her to hold off but she insisted. It’s been sitting in an unused room waiting to be assembled, but if that is what you want to do we can have someone swap your other bed out for it.”

  “Is my room the best option? Don’t you guys have like bigger rooms or something? Any with a bigger en suite?”

  “Yeah, mine’s probably the biggest, we can always redecorate though if the colors aren’t up to snuff. I’ve got a huge en suite with a shower that would probably fit all of us.”

  “So why, exactly are we entertaining the idea of putting a massive bed in a room decorated for a woman then?”

  “I guess you’re right. I just figured you’d want your own space or that you might feel a little off about moving into one of our spaces.”

  “Not at all. I want the bed there if you think that’s the room best suited for the five of us. That means all of you need to have clothes in there though, I don’t want anyone to feel like they’re trespassing on your area.”

  “I guess you’re right. We’ll have to get stuff moved around, probably re-do the closet so we can fit everyone’s clothes in there. Or we can use Maalik’s room that’s right next door as a big closet for everyone, maybe eventually knock out a wall and join it into a massive room?”

  “That. I want it to feel like everyone’s spot, so whatever we can do to make that happen I’m game for.”

  “You’re amazing, you know that?”

  “Easy to be amazing when I get to be with you guys.”

  “Okay, let’s get you to poor Lander over there before he starts crying.”

  “Hey! Be nice!”

  Declan laughed again as we twirled our way closer, kissing me sweetly but with all his attention focused on me as he whispered in my ear that he would see me tomorrow. I caught the eyes of Atticus and Maalik to indicate I was leaving and they both came by to kiss me goodnight. The second Maalik’s lips left mine, Lander grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder, to the entertainment of the entire assembly of people gathered there to witness our wedding. There were more whoops and hollers, and plenty of 'go get her!' hailing from about the room. and others were just giggling uncontrollably at his incredibly caveman-like display. I didn’t mind though, he had been patient for so long.

  Lander didn’t stop until we were at the steps to the cabin, where he put me down briefly to wrap his arms around me and kiss the breath out of me before carrying me up the stairs in a bridal hold. The cabin had a little different feel to it tonight, and I remembered I hadn’t actually slept in it last night since Maalik set up the blankets in the backyard. The candles were fewer, there was still a fire going, but I noticed that twinkly white lights had been hung sporadically and the bedroom had an entirely different set of blankets on them.

  Lander walked straight to the bedroom with me, stopping in front of the bathroom to take me in as he ran his hands up and down my sides, his crazy blue eyes taking in every detail.

  “You’ve been driving me crazy all night. When Maalik texted me and told me you had absolutely nothing on under your dress, I about had a heart attack. When I saw the dress, I had to ask myself when I became your favorite husband.”

  “You think mighty high of yourself.” I say with a giggle.

  “Isla, you’ve looked stunning each night. Completely and utterly gorgeous and sexy. But. When you showed up tonight, in this thing? Game over. My favorite by far. And judging by the fact that all my brothers and every single man there couldn’t keep their eyes off you either, it’s proof that you love me best.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh at his reasoning. “Well I’m glad you like it. I was a little nervous about wearing something so revealing in front of so many people, but your brothers assured me that it was okay and that it wouldn’t be too much.”

  “Of course they would say that. They wanted to keep seeing you in it. It’s definitely too much though, but only because it’s still on you. Please tell me we can get rid of it? I love you, I’ve been waiting all week for my night to marry you. But I’ve never done this before and if something doesn’t change soon I’m probably going to literally explode in my pants from looking at you in that thing. If you had any desire to consummate our marriage tonight, I really think that dress should come off sooner rather than later.”

  “All in good time, my dear husband. I think I should get you naked first. I suddenly find myself in a situation where I’m actually more experienced than my partner for once and I intend to use that to my advantage. This dress is a little uncomfortable, would you be okay with me changing into something else?”

  “Only if I get to watch you change.”

  I kissed him and danced out of his grip, backing up slowly to find the bag that I had packed a few days ago. Until now I hadn’t even touched the lingerie that Josephine had helped me pick out, but this seemed like a good time to break it out.

  “Black or white?”

  “Black or white what?”

  I held up two lacy next to nothing lingerie pieces and I swear he started choking.

  “Black. Definitely the black one. Shit Isla you’re actually trying to kill me, aren’t you?”

  “I’m going to need a hand with this zipper, husband.”

  “Damn that sounds
good rolling off your lips.”

  Lander walked over to me, carefully spinning me around as he slowly pushed the zipper down my back, tracing the outline of my spine with a finger as he went.

  “Now, back to where you were.” I pushed him gently away from me.

  Lander groaned as he kicked off his shoes and backed up, peeling off his jacket as he stood there slack jawed. I had never felt quite so sexy before, and I found I rather liked being on display for him. I loved that seeing me do something as simple as take an item of clothing off had him coming completely undone.

  As the dress fell away from my body, I stepped out of it and slipped the black see through lace piece onto me. It was kind of like a swimsuit shape, but everything was sheer lace and there were cute little bows around the waist. The top came down to just above where my nipples were and the straps were so delicate that I was surprised they stayed intact as I secured the bow on my hip. This bow had a magic trick; when undone it let the crotch piece fall back, making me completely accessible without even undressing. I kept the heels on, as Declan told me I should and slowly started pulling pins out of my hair as I maintained eye contact with Lander.

  Even from 10 paces away, I could feel the heat emanating off of him, could see the uncomfortably large tent in his pants, and instinctively licked my lips as I took in his level of need. When the last pin came out, I stood there for a minute, letting him take in the full effect but when I started moving towards him he stopped me with his hand and pulled out his phone.

  “What are you doing?”

  “I think I need to give my brothers a taste of their own medicine. They got to see you get into that dress and tease me about your lack of undergarments, well now they get to see you in this but not in the flesh. They’ll have to look at this knowing you’re all mine tonight.”

  He quickly snapped a picture and sent it off then howled with laughter as they all responded. He flashed the screen at me, showing the insults they were aiming at him before threw his phone to the side as he quickly closed the distance between us. He palmed either side of my face, kissing me thoroughly before he picked me up, wrapping my legs around waist and bringing me to the bed. He gently tossed me right in the middle and started to unbutton his shirt when I stopped him.

  “Were you planning on making me keep this on?” Poor thing actually looked a bit confused.

  “Hell no, but, I want to be the one to take it off. I want to see every inch of you as I slowly reveal it.”

  “I hope you’re prepared for a long night kitten, I can’t guarantee I’ll last very long the first time and I want to feel you come around me at least 3 times before we call it a night.”

  “Big words for a first timer.”

  “Baby, just take my clothes off. Please. I might actually be dying here. Have pity on me!”

  I peeled of his shirt, kissing all over his pecs and running my hands over his shoulders and then moving down to his incredible abs that I had been drooling over. I remember that I wanted to lick them, so I did. He shuddered underneath me and I gently pushed him onto his back climbing on top of him to better access all of his skin.

  My hands got to his belt and I quickly undid it, unsnapped his pants and then leaned back to pull them off of him. I stood next to the bed admiring my husband in nothing but his underwear and felt instantly damp. This was a beautiful specimen of a man.

  I ran my hands up and down his strong thighs, letting my fingers run through the fine hairs that lined them. I reached up to the waistband of his boxer briefs and slowly removed them as he hissed out air, and with his eyes locked on me I could see how hard he was fighting his restraint. I could also see that it was about to break.

  Feeling bold, I started kissing his lower stomach again, letting my fingers run gently over what had to be the largest dick of all my husbands. It was leaking like crazy and I had a feeling that much more attention would make him lose it, and I wanted to make sure this felt as good as possible before he hit that point. I brought my mouth to the base of his shaft, trailing more kisses as he fisted the blanket on either side of him.

  “Isla, you’re driving me crazy. Your mouth…Oh God.”

  I took him in my mouth at that point, not really sure what I was doing but trying to imitate what I enjoyed when the roles were reversed. I couldn’t get him all the way in my mouth so I wrapped my hands around the base, gently working him with my mouth as he throbbed inside of me.

  “No. I’m not letting my first time with you end with me coming there. I want to bury myself in you Isla. That feels way too good and I swear if you so much as look at it again I’m going to come. Please? Come up here?”

  I crawled up to him, laying on my side to run my fingers over his chest as he kissed me, demanding entrance into my mouth with his tongue. He quickly flipped me onto my back, kissed me all over my collarbone and over each breast, until he got to the little bow that held the lingerie closed and he pulled it with his mouth.

  Any soreness I thought I felt dissipated long ago so that all I could focus on was Lander’s incredible hands touching me and the knowledge that he was finally mine. I ran my fingers through his hair as he exposed me and licked my seam as he nudged my legs further apart. When his tongue found my clit I cried out, immediately humming with energy as I felt the enormity of the moment building the pressure in my body.

  “Beautiful, Isla. Every damn inch of you, especially this-“ and he licked me again, “is so beautiful. And you’re mine. I fucking love that you’re mine now.”

  “Oh God, yes Lander, I’m yours.”

  The flat of his tongue sat right on top of the nerve bundle and he started flicking his tongue. I lost everything and screamed my release as he lapped up my juices.

  “One.”

  He had a devious glint in his eye as he wiped off his mouth and climbed up my body, planting his hips firmly in between my legs.

  “I’ve waited for you for 22 years, Isla. I’m so fucking ready for this.” And he thrust slowly inside of me, making every centimeter feel like nirvana. He had his eyes closed and was trying to regulate his breathing so I knew he was trying real hard to prevent himself from a release.

  “Fuck you feel good. Shit. Isla, I’m really not going to last long. This is so much better than my fucking hand.”

  When he was fully seated inside me, stretching me beyond what I had put my body through yet, I let out a contented sigh as we sat still, just taking each other in. I reached up to trace his jaw line, undoing the ponytail he had been wearing all night and letting his silky tresses fall against his shoulders.

  “I love you, Lander.”

  “I’m sorry I’m cussing so much, but damn I love you.” And then he started to move. As large as he was, he was hitting all the right spots every time he thrust and I had already learned that I was very vocal in bed so I didn’t even bother trying to limit myself. I moaned with every movement I felt and wrapped my legs around him as I tried to find purchase on his back.

  “Fuck Lander. Damn you feel good-Oh fuck. Yep. I’m about to- OH!” and he let out a quiet “thank fuck” before thrusting into me relentlessly and spilling himself entirely. His body twitched for a few minutes before he lifted his head up to look at me, a sense of wonder in his eyes.

  He rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him as he let his hands smooth over my spine.

  “That was insane. We’re definitely doing that again.”

  “Agreed. Just give me a minute? This is nice too, just laying here on you.”

  “hmm.” And he sounded so relaxed finally that I had to smile. Lander was a large man, so laying on top of him like this felt like I was completely protected, and with him drawing lazy patterns on my back I relaxed into him further.

  “Feel up to a bath together?” I mumbled as I started kissing his delicious neck.

  “Stupid question. I will literally take you anywhere you’ll have me. Bath sounds like a good starting point though.”

  Lander scooped me up & carried me to the ba
throom. It was starting to look like I wasn’t going to have to walk very often anymore. Between the four of them, I could probably just demand they carry me and I bet I’d get my way. I would have to test that theory sometime.

  As Lander bent over to get the bath water going, I had absolutely no option but to stare at his ass. And what and ass it was.

  “I can feel you checking me out from here.”

  “Just returning the favor. I have been ogled all night by the four of you, it’s only fair you get your turn too.”

  I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him, pressing my cheek against his back. Mmm. So warm. Lander straightened out and spun me around without removing my arms, wrapping his arms around me too as the water filled up and the scent of the rose bubble bath escaped into the air around us.

  “I’m so glad all those ceremonies are over. It’s been weird being away from your brothers all week.”

  “Yeah, now we just got to get through the binding ceremony, but at least that’s a one shot deal and we get to do most of it together, as a group.”

  “You really have no idea what it entails? Are you sure I shouldn’t be at least a little nervous? Just seems strange to have some massively important ceremony but not tell us anything about it beforehand.”

  “Part of the power of the binding is the weight of the protections on the ceremony itself. If it were common knowledge, people might be trying to force a mate connection where none exists and that could be dangerous.”

  “Dangerous how?”

  “Well, without the mate bond, the soul binding ceremony can make someone go a little crazy.”

  “That’s not foreboding at all. What does that mean, exactly?”

  “Well, the magic that will bind our souls together is powerful and old magic. Its something that dragons can tap into because it uses the magic that is used for shifting. It’s supposed to be a really intense thing. Not painful or scary, just intense. If the foundation isn’t there between the people being soul bound, then instead of linking them together it can kind of shred their mind a little bit.”