Chapter 107 Anson
ONE HUNDRED SEVEN
ANSON
Everyone left for the night, staying in the place Kurt had rented, except me.
Evan asked me to stay behind because he was nervous about his wedding night.
I knew what he meant. He’d been hurt in the underground. Everett had forced his way into his body. I knew the feelings all too well.
I agreed, even though my soul was crushed.
The timing was never fucking right.
I was beyond ecstatic for Rosalie to find her way back to Fox, but fuck, man.
I finished off my drink and stared up at the stars.
“Hey, Anson?” Evan called out.
I looked over to see him standing in the doorway in his shirt, tie, and pants. I was surprised he wasn’t ravishing her. I would have been if I were her husband.
“What’s up?” I asked. “Everything OK?”
“Yeah, uh, I was wondering if you could help me with something. It’s for Ro. I-I’m a little nervous.”
“Yeah, man. Sure.” I got up and followed him to his bedroom, confused about what he could need from me.
He sat on the edge of his bed. “Have a seat.” He nodded to the overstuffed chair in the corner.
I sat. “What’s going on?”
He blew out a breath and shook his head. He was Fox, but he wasn’t. Trauma had definitely left a lasting impression on him. He was quieter. He didn’t talk a lot these days, and the smiles didn’t reach his eyes except when he looked at her.
Rosalie.
His Ro.
We’d had a fabulous cookout after they married.
We even had pie, since neither of them wanted cake.
I knew that was because it reminded them of Cole.
I was a fan of pie anyway, so I was good with it.
Rosalie and Evan had danced in the clearing to soft music playing from Trent’s speaker while we watched.
Ryder clapped me on the back without saying a word before everyone left.
I focused on the moment we were in, though, because now something was wrong.
Before Evan could say anything, the attached bathroom door opened, and Rosalie came into the room in a delicate white robe. She saw me sitting in the chair and paused.
“Is everything OK?” she called out nervously.
Evan stood and went to her. I watched as he brushed his lips against hers.
“I have a gift for you,” he murmured.
“You do?” She crinkled her brows at him.
“I do. If you want it.” He stepped aside.
It took me a moment to realize he was talking about me. It must have dawned on Rosalie at the same time because her eyes widened as she darted her gaze from him to me, then back to him.
“What?” she whispered.
“Anson loves you. I know you love him. I want you to have him.”
“W-What about us?” she asked as my heart pounded so hard in my chest I thought I was going to die.
“Us. It’ll be the three of us if you say yes,” he murmured. “I-I might need help tonight. It could be nice to have that after-after everything.”
I winced at his words. He told me earlier today that he hadn’t had sex with her last night.
“The three of us?” She looked back at me.
“All you have to do is kiss him and tell him yes,” Evan continued softly. “We’ll make it official.”
I got to my feet as she approached me, Evan watching the scene unfold.
I swallowed hard as she stopped in front of me and stared into my eyes.
“Only say it if you mean forever,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Because once you do, it’s final. I won’t leave your side. I’m in until death and beyond.”
“Ask me,” she said, her voice wavering. “Ask me again.”
I gave her a tiny smile. “Will you kiss me, LeeLee? If you want me, kiss me first.”
That was it.
Her lips met mine in a soul-penetrating kiss. It was even better than I had imagined. Better than the night in my apartment because this time, I got to keep her.
I slid my tongue along hers, her body close to mine as I held her.
“Forever,” I whispered against her lips.
“Forever,” she answered before leading me back to Evan.
“Welcome home,” he murmured.
I reached out and hugged him tightly. “Thank you. For everything.”
“No. Thank you.”
I pulled away and wiped at my eyes. “Um, h-how do we do this?”
Rosalie gave me a genuine smile before she pushed us both back onto the mattress and undid her robe.
I watched as she let the robe fall away, displaying a pretty white lace panty set.
She slowly stripped for us, her bra falling away first before she pushed her panties down her thighs.
My dick was so hard I nearly exploded right there.
Evan got up and went to her, whispering something into her ear, before he sat in the chair. I didn’t say anything, assuming he needed a moment.
Rosalie approached me, naked and fucking perfection, before she went to her knees in front of me.
“Hey, LeeLee,” I said thickly as she reached for my belt and undid it, followed by my button and zipper.
I let her shimmy them down my legs as I took off my shirt, so I was only in my boxers.
Her lips met mine, her bare breasts against my chest as she kissed me. I groaned softly as she slipped her hand beneath my boxers and gently wrapped her hand around my dick.
She broke the kiss off before working my boxers off me. I watched with my breath held as she stared down at my erection.
“It’s pierced,” she murmured, looking up at me.
I smiled at her innocence. “Yeah. I promise it won’t hurt. In fact, I think you’ll enjoy it.”
She bit her bottom lip for a moment before leaning in.
I held my breath as she kissed the head of my cock. I locked eyes with Evan, who was still dressed.
I wanted him to join us so much. Fuck. It was their wedding night after all.
“It’s OK,” he murmured right as she sucked my cock into her mouth.
I let out a groan, my eyes rolling back in my head as she sucked me.
Fuck, she was good.
I tangled my fingers in her curls and guided her deep and slow, my heart fluttering as the heat built quickly. I’d been waiting for this moment forever, and I was desperate not to blow it too soon.
I wouldn’t make it, though, if she kept sucking me like that.
I let it go on for a few minutes before I pulled her off.
“Am I doing badly?” she asked, worry on her pretty face.
“Fuck no. You’re too good.” I kissed her. “You’re about to make a fool out of me.”
She laughed softly against my lips as I dragged her onto the bed. I kissed my way down her body. When I got to the junction between her legs, I looked at her.
She stared back at me with parted lips.
There was no way I’d stop now.
I dove in, flicking my tongue across her clit. She let out a moan that almost made me come, but I forced the pleasure away and ate her pussy. I didn’t even need to push my fingers into her because she was coming in my mouth only moments later.
And fuck, did she come so prettily.
“Oh wow,” I murmured, kissing her pussy. “That was fucking beautiful.”
Her body shook as she raked her fingers through my hair.
I looked back at Evan. “Brother. Join me.”
He hesitated for a moment before returning to us. We watched him fiddle with his shirt before he stopped.
“I-I have a lot of scars,” he muttered. “I-I’m nervous—”
“I have always loved every inch of you.” Rosalie went to her knees and faced Evan. “Nothing will ever change that.” She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his tie off.
His eyes caught mine, and I knew he was so nervous and worried he might actually have a panic attack. I got to my feet and turned off the light.
“Better?” I murmured.
“Thank you,” his voice wavered, the relief flooding through.
His belt jingled for a moment before the sound of his clothes hitting the floor met my ears.
And that was it.
He was on the bed, Rosalie lying between us as we both touched and kissed her.
So much love swelled within me.
I finally got the girl.
I got my forever.