26. Chapter 26
Jinx
I swear, fate decided that Aleks and Julien were going to have a perfect day for their wedding. Because of the warm, sunny day in the forecast, the staff at the castle moved everything outdoors. It wasn’t much of a hardship since there are only six of us.
Still, it’s gorgeous. There are fragrant flowers that I can’t even begin to name, all in cream and white. They’re wearing identical Italian linen suits in pale beige over white button-ups without ties, perfectly matching the flowers.
As a best man, I really don’t have any responsibilities other than holding their rings and offering them during the ceremony. I’m sure my position is more in name than anything else. I feel kinda useless, but it makes them happy.
Technically, they’re already married through a justice of the peace in the US, since Italy doesn’t recognize same-sex marriages, so this ceremony is for show, to celebrate their love in a beautiful country.
Mason holds my hand as we sit and listen to the officiant give his speech about love. Once he’s wrapped it up, Aleks and Julien recite their vows.
They hold hands as Aleks speaks first. “I’d still be trapped in LA if you hadn’t walked up to me that day, Sugar.
I thought being a prostitute was all that I was destined for.
I had no future at all. I accepted my fate until you solicited me.
” He chuckles, and his eyes water. “I thought you were nuts, or you were scamming me at first. Like, who would want to spend so much time with a hooker and pay them for it? It didn’t take long for me to fall for you.
Days. That was it. We were two lost souls seeking just a thread of love and happiness.
We were beaten down to nothing. I’d like to think we healed each other.
We found something neither of us believed was possible.
I would’ve been afraid to leave LA, but you made me brave.
” Aleks shows his broken-chain tattoos on his wrists.
“You broke my chains. I will give you my love and life for it.”
Julien pinches his eyes as his bottom lip trembles. I’m not feeling much better because I was there through most of it as I watched them fall in love, and Julien fought that love with everything he had because he was simply afraid to exist. Hell, there was nothing simple about it.
When I sniff and cough away the threatening tears, Mason wraps his arm around me and holds me close, while I rest my head on his shoulder and play with the fingers on his other hand.
Foxy and Tink aren’t much better. I can hear them behind me, sniffing and whimpering. They weren’t around when we left LA, but they know the entire story.
Julien wipes his face with his handkerchief.
It’s his turn to speak. His voice is tremulous and raspy as he speaks.
“The only reason I miss calling you Romeo is that I liked us being Romeo and Julien, like the story, but I hated what the name represented. I’m not sure if it was fate that drew us together or something else.
All I knew was that you were the one I wanted.
Little did I know how much you would mean to me.
How quickly I would fall in love with you.
“As you know, I struggled. I wanted a life with you, but I was also terrified to keep on living. Just when I accepted my fate, you refused to. You spat in fate’s face—my fate—and told it to fuck off.
” Now, they’re both crying. Hell, we all are.
Even Mason is squirming. “And I’m so happy you did.
If you hadn’t shown up when you did, I might very well not be here, holding your hands and telling you how much I love you.
How much I want to keep living for you. I want us to grow old and wrinkly, still loving each other until we’re nothing more than dust. You say I saved your life, but you saved mine.
I would definitely not be in this world had we not met.
I will love you until the end of my days.
But I only ask one thing from you, Cupcake. ”
“What’s that?”
“Please, no more pets.”
Everyone starts laughing. The levity is fucking needed. It was taking all my power not to sob and ruin their wedding.
The officiant says some more words before he beckons me to bring the rings.
I hand Aleks Julien’s ring, which looks like a mountainscape.
It’s truly beautiful. And I hand Aleks’ ring to Julien.
It’s black tungsten with a band of wood and elk antler, handcrafted right in Durango.
They’re both gorgeous rings that represent our lives in Colorado.
Once they have their rings, I sit back down to get out of the way for the photographer.
Once they’re on, they kiss, and it’s done. The ceremony was short, but beautiful. Their words about fucking killed me.
We all stand and hug our brothers. Then we spend time taking pictures. An hour later, we’re sipping on Franciacorta and munching on gourmet snacks before dinner.
Even though the place is fancy as hell, we’re chill and casual. In fact, we’re having so much fun that Julien and Aleks invite the few other guests staying at the castle over for more drinks and food, on them.
After our meals, everyone gets louder, laughing and dancing. Mason spins me around and dips me before he steals a kiss. I have no idea how to dance, so I just follow his lead, trying not to step on his fancy shoes, but failing epically. He never complains, though.
Aleks and Julien move rhythmically. They took dancing classes just for this wedding. I sigh at their love. I would’ve been a little jealous of it before Mason, but now I have my own love. He’s still my Dom, but he’s also my boyfriend, my lover, my partner.
“Do you think you’d ever want to get married?” Mason asks.
I shrug and rest my head on his shoulder. “I honestly haven’t given it much thought. Too many people came and went from my life. No one stuck around, so I tried not to hope for more, even if I wanted it. My goal was to find someone just to tolerate my ass.”
He lifts my arm and twirls me around. “And what an ass it is.” I roll my eyes and laugh. “Seriously, you just needed to find the right person. I hope that’s me. I also needed to find the right person, I think.”
“And did you?”
“Did I what?”
“Find the right person?”
“Jinx, you, sir, are a tease. You know damn well I was talking about you.”
I bite my bottom lip and smile coyly up at him. “Does that mean you’re going to punish me?” I whisper.
“Possibly.” Mason spins me again before pressing his hand to the small of my back, gently swaying. “In order to establish my authority, I really need to full-name you. Can’t do that if I don’t know your last name.”
“Just don’t call me Tyler. God, please… It’s Grigore. I already told you the story about what happened.”
He holds me close as we continue to dance. “I’m sorry, Precious. I’m sorry they stole you away.”
I shrug, even though my life had been hell.
“The whole situation left me vulnerable to the system, of course. Who knows how my life would’ve been had she lived?
I’m sure she loved me, but I’ll never know now.
I hated my life for so long. So fucking much.
I did all I could to keep myself sane, but it wasn’t easy.
It hardened me. It had to if I wanted to survive.
But it also led me to you.” I look up at Mason and wince.
“Sorry, I must have had too much of that bubbly wine stuff.”
“Don’t ever apologize for talking about your life and what you went through. I’m glad to know you, Jinx Grigore. I’m glad to love you.”
The emotions are starting to claw at me again. Being with Mason has opened a lot of wounds, but it’s also helped heal them.
“Can you take me upstairs and make love to me?”
Mason says nothing as he steps back and tosses me over his shoulder. “We’re out of here,” he announces. “Don’t wait up.”
I laugh and smack his ass as everyone wishes us goodnight.
When we reach our room, he tosses me onto the bed and crawls on top of me as he loosens his tie. After it’s thrown over his shoulder, landing on the floor, he consumes my mouth, like he’s starving for me.
“Love you,” he breathes between kisses.
And I feel it. I truly feel his love.
When we come up for air, he stands and helps me up, so we can remove our suits and strip down naked.
Once our clothes are off, Mason grips my throat, forcing me to look at him. “One day soon, you’re going to fuck me.”
“W-what?”
“Yes, my pet.”
“Where did that come from? I thought we decided not to do that.”
“I believe it’s the only way you’ll be fully free: to take another man. You’ll see. I may be your Dom most of the time, but not all the time. Jude never wanted to, but I think you’d enjoy it.”
“I’ll try it for you… but not tonight.”
He smiles and kisses me again. “Not tonight.”
I reach for the lube and oil his hard cock. I don’t want to wait or ease into it. After I wipe my hands, he stands and lifts me into his arms, while I scramble to wrap my legs around his waist.
“Oof,” I gasp when my back slams against the wall that feels more like concrete.
“Sorry,” he says, lips hovering over mine.
He uses the cold wall to hold me up as he awkwardly maneuvers his cock toward my ass. Once he’s lined up, I sink down on him. A groan slips out of me, and I close my eyes, breathing through the stretch, but loving the full feeling.
Mason doesn’t move yet, smothering me in kisses along my jawline, cheeks, the tip of my nose…
“Precious,” he says over and over, making me feel loved and wanted. Before, I resisted it. Now, I want more of it. I want to be precious to him.
You realize how strong he is to hold me up and fuck me.
I cling to him as he begins thrusting upward, and I bounce on him.
He pants heavily, head resting on mine, fingers digging into my ass.
Reason leaves me when I dare shove a thumb into his mouth.
He’s my Dom, and I shouldn’t do that, but it just happened.
Instead of punishing me, he suckles it, his tongue curling around it.
“Fuck me,” I rasp. “So hot.”
Mason sucks harder in response.
I reach between us, desperate to get off, but Mason slaps my hand away and moves us back to the bed, which squeaks loudly. He sinks back into me, shoving my legs back, and pounds the hell out of me. I arch off the bed and throw back my head.
“Your cock is mine,” he grits.
“Yes… yours. All yours.”
He fists my length and strokes fast and hard, not slowing down his thrusts. I’m lost in overstimulation. All I can think about is my full ass and his hand.
My eyes roll into my head when he fills me with his cum. It’s hot. It marks me. I love how it feels like he’s making me his.
I’m not far behind. He’s still moving inside me when the first spurt erupts. I swallow my groan and dig my fingers into his arms. When he kisses me, he slides out and releases my dick before falling on me. We’re both gasping for breath, and my heart feels like it’s about to explode out of my chest.
“That was… hot.”
“Sorry, I didn’t make love to you. Didn’t realize how hungry I was for you.”
I huff a tired laugh and run my fingers through his hair. “S’okay… it was the best. Loved it.”
As usual, Mason takes care of me, cleaning me up and making sure I’m all tucked into bed. He holds me, and I’m in my happy place, right here in bed in his arms, tired but fully sated. Yeah, this is my favorite time and spot.
And just maybe, if I’m lucky, I’ll get to have it forever.