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***Mark's POV***

"Let me undress you first." Sebastian softly pushes my shoulders as I fall back on the bed.

"Just hurry. I want you inside of me." My whine is far less convincing than I intended. That does not negate the fact that my body is begging to be filled.

"In such a rush. Let me take this." I can not argue when Seb kisses my now exposed hip bone. My cock jumps as his warm tongue makes a path to my belly button. I tangle my fingers in his hair, hoping to encourage the worship to my skin.

"Mmmm," the small moan slips from my lips effortlessly.

"I love you." Sebastian looks up from my waist to smile at me. I whisper back the words that he just confessed. The word love does not seem like enough to encompass exactly how I feel about Sebastian Royals. He is my everything.

Moments pass in slow elation as Seb runs trails with his tongue, his fingertips and even his legs as they intertwine with my own. I relish in his touch. He sends electricity through my limbs with every centimeter of contact that he creates.

I pull my love up my body, wanting to feel his skin colliding with mine. The joining of our flesh brings me slow euphoria. Every tangible wave of love sets the stage for me to become a melting puddle for my fiancée.

As Seb gently prods his fingers between my thighs, I open for him. I accept his long, thick fingers as he works one in before pushing a second forward, followed by a third. The lube drips between his hand and my hole creating a slick path that Sebastian masterfully works. The filling sensation has my toes curling while my head scrapes against our sheets.

"You are so ready for me." Seb props himself lazily on his elbow while he penetrates my walls with the fingers he has pumping in and out of me. I unconsciously clamp my ring down on his imposing limbs. Sebastian brings a kiss to my lips. It barely distracts from the pressure of his hand turning inside of me, the stretch is a beautiful prelude to what I already anticipate.

"How do you want me inside of you?" Seb's bated breath washes over my skin as he pulls his hand away from my bottom. I miss the intrusion immediately.

"However you want. I do not care." I am in a hurry to connect with Sebastian. He can have me any way he wants. I just want him to want me.

"Patience, baby." Seb climbs over me, bringing my calf to hook around the small of his back. I curl my fingers into his shoulders, excited that he picked my favorite position without prompt.

As Seb lines his thick cock head up with my hole, I can feel my entrance pulsing with need. When he presses his head against my ring, I push out in an effort to suck him in without pause. Seb presses his hips to mine, filling me instantly with the entirety of his length in one fluid push. I gasp as my body accepts everything he gives to me.

The slow strokes of Seb's dick into my body cause me to moan incessantly. I grip his flesh, pulling him aggressively towards my mouth. I nibble his lips hungrily while feeling his massive penis stroking against my walls. My prostate fills as Seb delicately works to bring me pleasure.

"There," My back arches pressing our chests together. I rock my ass up towards Seb's hips. I can feel the need to purge my seed building. It is agonizing pleasure waiting for my body to expel the evidence of Seb's teasing.

"Hold it." Seb demands sternly of me. I groan knowingly. Sebastian is obviously not in the mood for a quickie. I just want to spew my seed on to his abdomen.

"Baby, please." I plead while chasing my orgasm. My hips frantically work to create friction for my dick that is trapped between our abdominal walls. The contact is just enough to piss me off but, not enough to get the job complete.

Seb pulls away from me, leaving his tip inside as a place holder. I throw my head back in defeat. I might as well enjoy what he has planned. I never have control when I willingly request Sebastian to top me. He has a dominant nature. I can not help but submit.

"All fours, Mark. Do not argue with me." The rough squeeze of Sebastian's fingers into my hip tells me that I am going to be limping down the aisle. Seb does not go easy on me when he activates Alpha mode. I just have to accept that lidocaine is a normal part of our aftercare routine.

Sebastian pulls roughly away from me. The pop of his cock coming out of my entrance is annoyingly unsatisfying. I flip over, groaning dramatically. I know that if I put up a fight my man will punish me. I want to feel the punishing rhythm that will make me call this beast mine.

My shoulders meet the sheets as my face presses into the mattress. Seb leans all of his weight into the palm of his hand that rests between my shoulder blades. I feel the cold lube as it runs down my crack between my cheeks. The fluid quickly coats my entrance before Seb pushes slowly into me. I relax under his tight submission hold. Seb pulls out before pushing deeply until my voice hits a high note with the piercing sting of Sebastian's dick punching my prostate.

"That's it babe. Take this dick." Seb creates long, deep strokes into my sensitive organ as he steals my breath. I gasp while letting my eyes roam freely behind my eyelids.

"You like that cock?" I can feel Sebastian's cock harden as I frantically nod my head, unable to form a full word at the moment.

"I love your tight hole." Seb continues his monologue without any input from me.

When Seb repeatedly pokes at my swollen prostate, I finally find my voice. Through the panting, I manage to encourage his assault. "Fuck, baby, god damn." The curse words are all that I can articulate through the onslaught of oxytocin that floods my system.

"Stroke your cock, Mark. Cum for me, babe." I know by the demanding inflection of his words that Seb is peaking. If I climax, Seb will too.

"Yes, Sir." I wrap my fingers around my steel pole in utter compliance. I moan as my hand works down my neglected shaft. Seb pounds into me swiftly, letting his hands guide me on and off his pole through the control that Seb has on my hips.

I can feel the cum as it travels up my dick. My engorged cock thumps in my hand, waiting to release onto the sheets. I focus on not blowing my load before my beast grants me permission. I do not want to disappoint  the man that is delivering ecstasy between my legs.

"You belong to me, Mark Fletcher. You're mine, baby. Cum for me." Sebastian releases his sperm into my tunnel as I release the pressure that I have been applying to my own member. My legs shake while I orgasm deeply. Panting, I milk my dick in my hand.

"Thank you." The words come out whimsically. I am always astounded when Sebastian manages to pull my submissive side out of me. He has a way of making me weak.

Sebastian removes the sheets off of the bed before laying another sheet down on the now bare mattress. After setting me down on the newly made bed, Seb lays down beside me. His arms wrap around me while I pull the covers up to our chests. I sigh in contentment, finally able to relax. I can feel the alcohol remind me of it's presence. A small thump in my temple reminds me of our evening. 

"This evening, you become my husband. I can not express fully how blessed that I am." Sebastian places a kiss on my temple, washing his liquor breath over my face. I take the moment to laugh.

"Sorry," I quickly apologize.

"Why are you laughing?" Sebastian requests of me. He sounds perturbed by my actions.

"We smell like a distillery." I shake my head in regret. This is going to hurt later.

"Fucking Martin." Seb groans while tucking his chin into my shoulder.

"We are going to be zombie grooms if we don't get some sleep." My warning is as much for Seb as for me. I am not tired. I honestly just want to be walking down that aisle towards my forever. I am ready to be this man's husband. I am ready to belong fully to Sebastian Royals.

"I can take your name." Sebastian's offering makes me cringe. Sebastian Fletcher does not have the same connotation as Mark Royals.

"No. Thank you for offering. However, I am more than happy to discard that namesake." I shake my head adamantly. We already did the marriage license. That will be my lame excuse. Really, I want to extinguish the lineage that comes from my parents. They do not deserve to have an heir to carry their corrupt family Surname.

"I wish they had not showed up tonight. I will say, you handled it well. I am so glad that Grey, Mario, Kip and Martin dealt with it swiftly." Sebastian rambles quietly. The small size of his voice tells me that he is lulling to sleep without his conscious intention. I ready myself to fall asleep as well.

"Sebastian, I love you so much. You are making all of my dreams come true. Thank you." I whisper the words that will be a strong contender for a place in my vows tomorrow. I am planning on speaking from my heart. I pray that does not backfire. I know that Seb has been agonizing over the perfect words. He is perfection. He could say anything as long as it ends in his band being placed on my finger. 

"I love you, baby. Sleep. We have to be up in three hours." Seb reminds me gently that we have a full day tomorrow. After that, it is a honeymoon fit for a royal family. I am ready to spend a very long two weeks fucking all over Fiji.

I try my hand at chasing down the sandman, to no avail. My mind takes me down paths of earlier days when I believed that Millicent was perfectly made for me. I was so off the mark. The frivolous days of laying down with woman after woman dance like haunting ghosts through my memory. Thank the heavens above for redemption.

I remember the first lonely hours after Sebastian Royals walked away as if fate did not have every intention of pulling him back to me. The agonizing days alone, waiting to see how something would come along to make my world whole again, are painful reminders of how things could have been. Every hill and every mountain that marked the scariest days of my existence cause little painful waves of discomfort as I think about the daunting ordeal of Seb's cancer. I am so glad that we made it.

I grip his hands a little tighter, bringing his arms to hold me more securely. After all that I have been through with this man, I belong to him. I am going to start the rest of my life as a husband to a man that loves me just as intensely as I love him. Fate has a way of making up for the most discouraging of predicaments.

I let my mind trail down to the days before I knew how wonderful it felt to have a man dominate me. My mind becomes fuzzy with sexy images of Sebastian's body the first time he brought me oral pleasure. I remember how his skin felt caressing every inch of mine for that very first time. It is enough to make me want to wake the man to ravage his body.

Bi-curious, my ass. 

I huff remembering when I believed that I would do Grey or Mak. I mean I am not denying that I would have. Instead, I am doing my forever. Sebastian Royals decided that I belong to him. He belongs to me. Now, time to pretend that I am getting some sleep. I have a wedding to attend.