Chapter 10
Charlotte
It happened so fast, it felt surreal.
Did Elijah and I just get married? The priest, the velvet ribbon, and those beautiful words weaved together with the magic of the ancient ground we stood upon had me soaring in this dream-like state while the energy of a joy I had never experienced before filled me up.
Elijah’s arms wrapped around my waist, his hard length rubbing against my stomach as he pressed me tightly against him, grinding his hips, making his intentions known.
His kiss was fire, an act of love steeped in the deepest pools of passion, claiming my mouth as if he tasted me for the first time.
Slowly, his fingers swirled behind my back as he wound up the fabric of my dress. “Since this is our wedding night, I’m going to give you the choice.”
“What choice?
