"How long do I have to wait to see you?"

"Not long baby. I want to be out there with you now but we are following your mother's rules today." Becca and Sebastien laughed together remembering Sarah McRoy's exasperated look when she found out they spent the night together. They both passed on the Bachelor and Bachelorette party and opted for a quiet movie night and steamy lovemaking.

Becca groaned in remembrance of the way her future husband took her from the back, dominating her in the process. She can still feel his chest against her back, his lips on her neck biting the tender flesh under her ear hard enough to make her cum on his invading fingers in her leaking pussy.

The phone was held tightly in her hand as her hand went under the white lace form-fitting wedding dress. She was proudly wearing his last-minute wedding present, it gave them both access to her core in an instant. Her fingers brushed against the lips of her womanhood feeling the juices that began to form. Becca groaned in need wanting to feel him in her. Slowly she placed one finger in her slick heat thinking of him in his naked glory before her. "Becca..." His breathless voice didn't help.

He knew what she was doing and thought it fucking hot. Sebastien hated that a wall separated them when his cock was straining against his pants wanting to be in her molten core right about now.

"Baby. I need you."

"I know. Fuck. I know love." he cursed quickly unzipping his pants. "Lock the door. Hang up the phone. Fuck the rules."

In the other room, Becca did as he asked and sat on the large sofa her dress to her waist with her fingers in her. A call came in on her laptop on the coffee table, reading the caller's name she answered the Skype call.

"You look ravishing my love." Sebastien breathed out in awe when he saw her. Her red hair was in curls pinned in an intricate design leaving her neck bare. She looked radiant and simply elegant but most of all sexy as hell. He bit his lip seeing her devilish smile, his woman was simply amazing.

"I love my gift," she said softly showing him her legs before opening them to show her leaking core.

"I love it too," he said with a smirk pushing down his pants to his knees, "Spread those pink lips for me."

She did as she was told.

"Fuck. You still got the box?" he asked stroking his now painfully hard cock.

"Yes. It's right here."

"Look below the tissue paper. There's your second gift." Sebastien took note of how slow she was pleasuring herself and was focused on the way her fingers were now covered in juices he will love to taste.

"Oh my god." she gasped out loud bringing it in view of the camera.

"Try it," he said huskily. He watched on intently as Becca placed the tip of his molded cock at her entrance, at the same time he coated his own tip with the pre-cum on his own dick. "Take it in slowly, feel every inch of it while watching me."

Becca did as she was told, loving how demanding he was. Each inch of the personalized dildo in her pussy felt just like the real thing. She moaned loudly calling out his name alongside his heated curses on the video. She looked at him, he was stroking his own cock bringing her into a trance. In and out she went while up and down he led her, their eyes on each other. Sharing this moment they felt like one. He went faster and she dutifully followed, never did their gazes falter. The look of pure unbridled love and passion she was now witnessing in her Tien's eyes made her heartache with that same kind of love. His breathing grew harsher, his hand around his cock and balls tightening seeing her eyes glaze over her legs were shaking.

She was close and so was he but he was holding back for her. For his Becca.

A knock on the door distracted him momentarily. " Seb. It's time," he heard Dante yell from outside. "I'll be there. Just putting the last words to my vows," he returned and it was the truth. He found the words just by looking into her lust-filled blue eyes. This woman before him was his heart, his soul.

"Tien." Her sob-filled calling of his name brought him to his knees. Her plump pink lips were apart and he can hear her heavy breathing. This was it.

Becca can feel the tightening in her womb as she thrust the dildo into her faster and harder she was about to cum. "Ready, my princess?" he asked on a sharp gasp. She couldn't answer afraid she will scream out loud for the whole house to hear. She simply nodded and let go. At the first sound of his name on her lips, Sebastien let go also. Ropes of his cum ran out onto the carpet, him gasping for air while slowly stroking his now languid cock, cleaning it off in the process. Even without being in her, she was able to milk him dry. Looking at her lying back on the sofa her legs apart, beautifully spent he counted himself a lucky man. "Rebecca Brooks?" he called out to her. Weakly she sat up and gave him that radiant smile he loved. "Yes Sebastien McRoy?" she answered playfully.

"Can we please go get married now so I can kiss you?" he asked laughing shakily. Her eyes soften as she came closer to the camera, "I'll meet you at the doors in five minutes." she said with unshed tears in her eyes. He chuckled lowly, she was eager as him. "Five minutes," he agreed before ending the video call quickly.

Sebastien was bouncing on his toes by the patio doors of his parent's home in Scotland. Outside under a large white tent sat their family and close friends, beside him Marlin and Dante were eyeing him closely. "I don't need babysitters. I'm waiting on my wife." he snapped at them, fixing his Ducal medal over his three-piece wedding suit. "There are so many things wrong with what you just said," Marlin pointed out.

"One: we are actually waiting for you to go outside..." Dante said.

"And two: you two need to be by the altar before you can say, wife," Marlin concluded.

"Shut up you two. I will meet you all outside. Go."

They stood for a few more seconds before going out leaving him in peace. That's how this wedding will be like. They decided to tie the knot away from the prying eyes in the States and do a simple family wedding at the ancestry home. It was miles away from the closest town, heavily guarded and beautiful. When word of their engagement got out, the media went ballistic. There was negativity towards the engagement more towards Becca but they made it through. This was their day and no one will mess it up.

The sound of heels on the stone floor stopped his musings. He heard his mother and Becca's aunts' voices as they came down the hallway, a silly grin was on his face as all his nerves disappeared. She was here.

Becca didn't hear a word the ladies of her family were saying. Dress in one hand and bouquet of cornflowers in the other, she was trying her best to reach the doors as quickly as she can. Though she saw him a few minutes ago she needed to see him now, in-person not over some screen. Just for today, he wore contacts, his brown-blonde curls were now shorter to the insistence of his mother, remembering how he looked wasn't satisfying. "Slow down Becca," her aunt Kelsey teased. She stuck her tongue out over her shoulder at her young aunt who looked somewhat identical to her minus the red hair. Rounding the corner, Becca giggled happily hitching up her dress to run the other few feet towards him. Her aunts and Sarah began to admonish Sebastien for being inside but they both ignored the ladies as they reached each other.

Sebastien caught her in his arms, tucking his face in her neck to feel her soft skin against his, her floral perfume filled his senses as their arms wrapped tightly around each other. "You two are the worst at getting married." his mother huffed, leading the ladies out of the house. They laughed listening to her argue all the way towards the tent. She left the doors open on purpose for everyone to see why she was annoyed. "Let's go. I want to kiss you after you have my last name," he said huskily in her ear making her knees weak. He chuckled softly and escorted her out of the grand house.
Hands clasped tightly together, they both walked down the white aisle hurriedly waving at the confused faces along the way. Sarah was at the front row with her arms folded while her husband Donovan and his friend Kellan were trying not to laugh. Marlin couldn't contain his laughter and Dante pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

"Hi." Becca chirped happily at the priest, Sebastien simply motioned for him to get on with it, not letting go of her hand. The crowd was highly amused at the couple's eager antics and also found it endearing. They all knew how in love they were and were happy to witness this moment.

After waiting impatiently, listening to the prayers, her father answered the priest's question it was time to say their vows. Sebastien went to his knees, still holding her hands. Gently he kissed her palm then looked at her. "I'm on my knees in front of you. Our family and God, I'm making this promise from my heart. I knew I will never be able to forget you from the first day you called me out on my bullshit. I knew I will never be able to let you go from our first kiss and when I confessed my love for you I know that I will never stop.
I promise to be by your side, through good and bad. To love you unconditionally. To care for you, cherish you, be the man you see me as. I love you so damn much that it hurts. I can't be without you, Becca. God knew what he was doing when he sent you to me. You're so amazing that I don't have enough words to describe how much you meant to me. So today in front of all these people I'm so proud to make you my wife and for you to have my last name."

Becca couldn't help it. Her heart was bursting from love with this man. Falling to her knees after he placed her wedding band on her finger and she did the same, she framed his face with her hands. "I only wanted to see you happy but I never thought I will be the one to cause that happiness. In return, you did the same for me, you saved me and I thank you. I will thank you for the rest of my life. For the years of laughter and love, I will be honored to stand by your side bearing your last name." she said brushing away the tears from his eyes.

"I love you," he whispered placing his forehead against hers.

"And I love you." she returned just as he crashed his lips on hers. Forgetting their audience, wrapping his arms around her as he got to his feet. "Well, ladies and gentlemen there you have it. Mr. and Mrs. McRoy. The Duke and Duchess of Montrose." the priest shouted over the catcalls and cheers. Sebastien was lost in the sea of love for this woman, his lips slowly moved over hers, their tongues lazily danced together as they let themselves go in each other's embrace. Becca easily extracted herself from him to look at the handsome man now smiling lovingly down at her. "You think they will get mad if we go straight to the honeymoon now?" Sebastien said lowly. Feeling someone watching them they turned to find Sarah watching them closely with her arms folded. "That's a yes," Becca answered trying not to laugh.

"Oh well. You have my name now that's all that matters. Mrs. Rebecca Brooks-McRoy." he teased kissing her head but keeping her in his arms.

"That's all that matters. I'm now yours in name and heart."

Sebastien kissed her once more but kept it short and mind-numbing causing her blue diamond eyes to soften when he looked at her. He was truly blessed to have her and what a wonderful blessing she was. He did it. He married the real love of his life. He couldn't wait to build the life they talked about. A house full of kids and giving them the love they deserve. Kissing her lips one more time, he held her closer and whispered those two words in her ear. Words he will be saying for years to come together.

"Yes. Mine."

THE END