lot better with a harem,
not a wife.”
“Maybe, just
like Mason, I need the right woman to break me of my roving ways. Guess who I
have on my radar, baby?”
“You can just point
your…radar,” and she pointed at his still semi-aroused cock pressing against
his pants, “In another direction. If there is one thing I don’t do, it is
share. You, Tiaan Sheppard, will wither and die if you had to survive
servicing only one pussy.”
Michael and
Mason choked on their laughter and Tiaan’s eyes narrowed, but before he could
respond, Allison turned on her heel and stomped around the pool toward
Brooklyn. Tiaan could not tear his eyes away from her softly swaying hips and
his cock hardened again.
Patience,
buddy, I know there has been a drought lately, but this is going to be your lucky
night. Allison Hadley is going to wrap those hot, sweet, soft folds around you
tonight.
Having a
conversation with his cock was the epitome of pitiful to say the least and he
grimaced inwardly. At least he was honest with Allison. He wanted her and he
was going to have her. He’d be damned if he would allow anyone to stand in his
way…Allison would find that he was ruthless enough to break down every single
one of her defenses if she dared to try to stay away from him. They were meant
to be.
Tiaan grit his
teeth as he watched Lucas, one of their best friends, drape his arm around
Allison and an expletive escaped his lips.
Regardless of
what the tabloids reported and the numbers of women who wrapped themselves
around him wherever he went, he had not had sex in months and he was fucking
dying. Dying with desire and need for a hot, wet and hungry pussy…Allison’s
pussy. That was the one he wanted. That was the only one he wanted.
He looked at
Mason and shook his head at the warm smile around his brother’s lips as he
gazed at Brooklyn. His brother fell hard and he fell fast. Brooklyn
completely floored him from the first day he met her. Since he’d witnessed the
closeness and love they shared, Tiaan had become restless. Apart from having
no real interest in having sex with any of the women he had taken out in recent
months, he had even lost interest in going out with them at all. He wanted the
same thing Mason had. He wanted his own forever after. The first day they met,
no, the first moment he took Allison’s hand in his, he knew he had found it.
Tiaan made it a
point to be near Allison from that point forward. Every time she turned around
she bumped into him and every time he was quick to draw her against his body,
ensuring her awareness of his arousal.
He was
standing behind her when Mason dropped to his knee in front of Brooklyn. He
smiled at her wondrous, “Oh how romantic,” exclamation.
They watched
Mason smile lovingly up at Brooklyn. His voice was raw, eyes glistening. He took
her hand in his and she stared at him in astonishment.
“Brooklyn Zita
Hadley, I love you with every cell in my body. You are the other half of my
soul, the one who completes me. Honey … will you marry me?”
Tears coursed
down Brooklyn’s cheeks as they stared at each other. Their love for each other
present for all to see. She nodded her head and fell into Mason’s arms, their
lips met in a bond of love, sealing their vow to each other.
“I do love you
Mason Sheppard. With all my heart, my body and my soul. Yes, yes, yes a
hundred times yes! I will marry you.”
Mason took Brooklyn’s
hand and gently pushed the ring on her finger amidst her breathless gasp. She
could not take her eyes off of the ring on her finger. Mason’s eyes caught
hers again and he lifted her chin to keep her eyes on him alone.
“I perhaps
need to clarify this a little more, my love. Now … will you marry me now …
here … right now, at this moment?”
Brooklyn’s
mouth gaped open as she stared at Mason in wonder and joy.
“Now? We’re
getting married now?”
“Only if you
say yes, my