#4.
As the music changed Quinlan stood in
front of the cleric and listened to the instructions he was receiving for what
was about to happen. The change in tempo was the cue to let everyone present
know Brayden was about to enter the room and complete the final stage of their
marriage ceremony. Quin’s eyes blurred with the onset of tears as his sons preceded
Brayden—who was being escorted by his uncle—down the aisle to stop beside him.
They stood holding hands while facing
each other as Cleric Saskia performed the ritual blessing bonding them together
forever. This day was one Quin had been dreaming of for over half his life. His
fingers trembled as he reached across and gently brushed a tear from Brayden’s
cheek. His soon to be husband was absolutely breathtaking as he stood there in
the ceremonial robes in varying shades of blue. The fine layer of khole around
Bray’s vibrant blue eyes made them stand out. The way Bray’s hair had been pulled
back off of his heart shaped face had Quin wanting to reach out and loosen the
clasp so the strand of midnight black fell to frame the perfection before him.
The slight quiver to the full mouth had Quin’s own heart racing.
Quinlan mostly didn’t remember anything
being said during the ceremony, not even the parts where he and Brayden said
their vows. His awareness was totally caught up in bray’s eyes and what they
held within them. It wasn’t until Brayden leaned in and kissed him that he even
realised the ceremony had ended. It was done—he’d finally married the man of
his heart.
“You are forever mine, my love.” Quin
whispered against Brayden’s ear as he embraced him, and hugged him close.
“I have always been yours.” Brayden
answered solemnly.
Now was the more confronting part.
Quin hoped Bray wasn’t too shy for what needed to happen next. “Are you ready
to consummate our vows; to bind us together for all eternity?”
Brayden nodded slowly; something akin
to terror in his eyes. Quin placed his hand against Bray’s chest and felt his
husband’s heart racing. Slowly so not to scare Bray completely Quinlan took his
hand and led him towards the consummation bed. In that moment he was grateful
when Alexis led the children from the room; this was something he didn’t want
the boys to see. Not that he thought that this was wrong; he just thought
Killian and Larkin were a bit too young to see this particular part of their
father’s relationship.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Quin whispered
between kisses as he slowly helped Brayden remove his clothing. His fingertips
tingled as they ran across Brayden’s bared shoulders and down onto his chest.
“Do they have to be in the room with
us when we do this? Couldn’t we at least put up some kind of privacy screen?”
Brayden whispered his eyes were lowered to the ground. Quinlan had remembered that as children this
was something Bray would do when they were in trouble—if he couldn’t see the
people in the room with them, then they weren’t really here.
Quinlan chuckled, “Oh Bray, my love. I’m
sorry, but yes; they need to be here. They need to witness the actual act so no
one can claim we didn’t fully complete the consummation. I swear to you; if it
weren’t necessary, I would boot their arses out as I ravaged your body to my
heart’s content.”
Brayden closed his eyes and
shuddered. “Okay, Quinlan, I can do this.”
As Quinlan untied the knots on Brayden’s
trousers; loosening them until they easily slid down his legs his lover’s body
trembled with what he hoped was need. Brayden Stepped out of his trousers and
smiled shyly as Quinlan laid him out upon the bed. He couldn’t help but notice
Brayden’s blush deepen as the witnesses moved in to get a better view of what
was going to take place.
“Don’t think about them; you focus on
me, and we’ll get through this together.” Quin leaned down and lightly kissed
Brayden on the forehead. “The only people who matter here are you and me.”
“Okay,” Brayden answered. “Just you
and me.”
Quinlan quickly stood up and took the
opportunity to shed his own clothes. Crawling back onto the bed he moved until
he was lying on top of Brayden, and covering him completely. “You know I have
to be the one to take you… is that going to be okay with you?”
Brayden only nodded and his blush
deepened further still. Quin moaned as Bray brought his arms up until they
wrapped around his neck. A small tug had Quin closing the distance between them
and delving into a deep kiss. Brayden’s gaze heated up as Quin’s tongue invaded
his mouth.in happiness Quin realised Brayden gave himself over to the sensation
and was fully blocking everyone else out.
“Love you,” Quinlan murmured as they
broke apart. He reached over and grabbed the lubricant, because there was no
way he was willing to hurt Brayden in any way, shape, or form. Knowing Brayden
had never been with anyone else was just a bonus, and had Quinlan as hard as
hell as he began the series of touches to loosen his lover’s body and allow him
entry.
Brayden’s eyes widened as Quin’s
fingers trace over his hole, and Quin loved how his husband’s back arched with
the slightest bit of pressure.
“Quinlan!”
The tears glistening in Brayden’s
eyes told Quin his lover was feeling the burn. Quin wanted to reassure him that
it wouldn’t last long. Instead he leant down and claimed Brayden’s mouth in a
searing kiss.
“Look at me... focus on me, Bray...
nobody else.” Quin demanded when he managed to break the kiss.
Brayden moaned as Quin replaced his
fingers with his manhood. Quinlan worried his lover still wasn’t ready. The whimper
that fell from Bray’s lips all but undid Quin as he penetrated Bray’s body. The
tight heat which welcomed him was overwhelming and Quin forced himself to focus
so he didn’t come too quickly. He wanted to make this as perfect for Bray as
possible.
The murmuring in the background he
could have definitely done without.
“Love you baby,” Quin repeated over
and over. With every thrust he wanted to show Bray exactly how much he was truly
loved. And just how much Quinlan needed the man in his life.
Brayden groaned as Quin once more invaded
his mouth. The way Bray began pushing up against him, meeting every thrust
showed Quin something had changed. The next words out of Bray’s mouth only
confirmed his thoughts.
“More Quin, I need...” Bray trailed
off on a deep moan and Quinlan increased his pace.
Brayden panting in pleasure had Quin
feeling the orgasm tearing through his own body, and burning him up from the
inside. Brayden screamed out Quinlan’s name, and Quin felt the heated splash of
cum coat his body. It was all Quin needed to fall over the edge into his own
pleasure as he buried himself as deep as he could in his lover’s body. Each
pulse of his seed filling Brayden was just another binding link between them—he
came with Brayden’s name on his lips.
Collapsing on top of Brayden he
struggled to get his breathing under control. A smile played across his lips. Brayden
was his... body and soul. Nothing would ever be able to tear them apart.
“It is done. The marriage has been
consummated. From this day forward they will be known as Quinlan and Brayden
Macallister. Also from this day forward, and by the laws of Panthea they are
now our king and his consort.”
Quinlan chuckled as Brayden squirmed
beneath him in obvious embarrassment at having forgotten they weren’t alone.
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