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You Can't Control Destiny (Completed)	By : pensfan100 Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 12132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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You Can’t Control Destiny – Chapter 20

Natalie’s eyes popped wide, her mouth dropping in complete shock, the ring and cell phone forgotten for the moment.

Hayden mimicked her expression and laughed, his even, white teeth flashing. Teasingly, Natalie swung her hand and slapped him on the shoulder, his deep, rumbling laugh shivering deliciously down her spine.

“What?” Hayden laughed, grabbing at her hands as they fluttered in the air, missing his body as he dodged back and forth. Natalie’s hands were captured, her fingers entwined with his. “You were gaping at me like a fish!”

The defensive explanation sounded lame even to Hayden so he stretched an unrepentant grin across his lips. “But like a cute, sexy fish,” he soothed, leaning in to kiss her. Natalie slanted back away from him her mouth out of reach, denying him any forgiveness or pleasure.

“Fish are not cute and sexy,” she argued, wriggling and squirming to keep him from kissing her. A flash of light distracted her and she looked down at the diamond winking back at her, subduing her with memories of his sweet proposal.

“Well, you would be cute and sexy if you were a fish,” he amended, finally moving in close enough to slide his lips over hers in a smooth caress.

The warm, easy movement of his lips on hers lulled her into a willing surrender. As the kiss grew Natalie’s hands slipped from Hayden’s, forgotten by the feel of her tongue coaxing entry to his mouth. When he allowed her access a soft murmur of appreciation growled in his throat. Arms wrapped around his neck, Natalie spread her legs so she could draw him closer against her. The moment her knees were out of the way, Hayden wrapped his arms around Natalie’s waist pulling her close to him. He felt her chest rise and fall in a soft, contented sigh against his and gradually ended the kiss. His lips kissed her forehead, ks, ks, and nose before he lifted his head to smile at her.

“Now,” he heaved a deep sigh. One hand rose between them holding the cell phone in front of Natalie. “Will you please call your parents? They’re three hours ahead of us and it’s late and they’re probably pacing the floor thinking that since they haven’t heard from you, you’ve ripped my heart out by refusing me!”

“Huh!” Natalie snorted with a scowl, grabbing the phone from him and turning it on. “As if I’d say no!”

“Well,” Hayden shrugged, “you could have.”

“Oh, not in a million lifetimes, Jedi,” Natalie replied huskily, her b eye eyes darkening for a moment. Hayden’s heart swelled. “And when did you tell them about this anyway?” She eyed him skeptically.

“Before we left. I asked your dad for your hand in marriage.”

Natalie gasped in surprise, a sweet, tender glow spreading through her body, warming her from the inside out.

He asked my dad! The thought reverberated through Natalie’s mind. It was so old-fashioned. Yet, she chewed her lip, it showed such respect. Her heart melted at the half smile he gave her. How could I have ever refused your proposal? You own me body and soul.

“Very clever,” she teased, her hand cupping his cheek. “And very sweet.” He scowled. “Sorry,” she grinned, knowing he hated when she referred to him as sweet. “But it was sweet. And my dad probably loved it.”
hat’hat’s not why I did it,” came his wry retort. “I did it out of respect to him and love for you.”

Natalie wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry for mercy. He knew just how to touch her. “And my mom. When did she find out?”

“When you were in the bathroom,” Hayden answered.

“But I wasn’t in there more than a couple minutes!” Natalie exclaimed, impressed at his swiftness.

“Your mom was so happy she almost broke my neck hugging me!” Hayden rubbed his neck, still almost able to feel the pain. “Your dad called her into the room, told her he’d given me his blessing to ask you and she made me promise to have you call her the minute you said yes.” He motioned to the phone impatiently. “So call her!”

Natalie punched the number in and waited for the connection. Sure enough, her mom answered on the first ring, breathless with excitement. When her mom started ry iry in happiness, Natalie sent Hayden a rueful look and held the phone out so he could hear. Hayden grinned and mout ‘sh ‘she likes me,’ right before her mom started singing his praises to her daughter. Natalie smothered a laugh as he raised his eyebrows. ‘See?’ he mouthed.

Counterpoint to his wife, Natalie’s dad was calm and happy for her. All he said was he’d appreciated Hayden’s old-fashioned request and he knew she had made a good choice. His little girl would be loved car cared for by a man who would be a good husband and a good father to his future grandchildren. That did it. Natalie choked up as she said goodbye and ended the call, then dove into Hayden’s arms and buried her head in his chest.

“Thank you,” she sniffled, hugging him.

“For what, exactly?” Hayden asked, kissing the top of her head.

“For choosing me,” came the small reply.

“As if I had a choice?” He marveled, tilting her face so he could see her wet eyes. “I looked into your beautiful brown eyes and shook your hand and you had me before you even said hello.” His hands framed her face and he gazed down at her. “So maybe it’s me who should be thanking you.”

Kisses hit Hayden’s like mie missiles in a barrage of love. Lips on his chin, his nose, his cheeks, his forehead, even feathery, butterfly kisses of eyelashes brushing his, tickling, making him giggle like a little boy. He received it all finally toppling over in a fit when fingers dug into his ribs.

“No fair! No fair!” He choked and gasped as Natalie followed him down, fingers still dancing over his ribs. Eventually, the squirming worked his shirt free of his jeans and Natalie’s hand found the smooth, taut skin of his belly. Tickling forgotten, her hand ran over the skin, relishing the feel of the young man who had claimed her. A swell of possessive pride coiled through her as she stroked the flesh, the palm of her hand sliding higher to his chest to feel the hard muscles, over his nipples causing him to slightly flinch, down to the waistband of his jeans. Fingers lightly brushed just under the waistband to the sensitive skin incitinemoremors to ripple through him.

First, the fingers in his ribs had stolen his breath, now the hand that roamed enticingly slow stole it. When Natalie’s fingers again skimmed under the waistband of his jeans to the skin below, Hayden released a low moan, his body hardening, hypnotized in seductive delight. Where tiny kisses had ricocheted all over his face, now there were open-mouthed caresses tasting his neck, his ear, and the hollow of his throat. He didn’t even bother to try and save himself, he just went under, drowning readily in the sensations washing over him. Nails dragged lightly over his stomach as lips near his ear whispered possessively, “You’re mine.”

A second moan rumbled deep in his throat and shot passed his lips as Natalie’s tongue swirled into his ear. Frantically, his hands grabbed her buttocks and dragged her slender, pliant body on top of his, squeezing the firm flesh as his hips tipped upwards of their own volition, instinctively seeking what lay in the cradle of her hips.

Natalie answered his demand circling his swelling member but then slithered up his body so she could kiss and lick his lips. Hayden’s mouth unexpectedly popped open and sucked her tongue inside tasting her sweetness. She shuddered, falling into the kiss. A hand left her rear and clamped around her neck, halting any escape she might make. Instead of escaping she stretched her body until her hips gyrated against his in slow circles, massaging the aching flesh through the jeans. Lifting her mouth she gazed at him with wild eyes, panting down to him in a chant, “Mine, mine, mine.”

In a spurt of strength Hayden rolled her over, pinning her and devouring her mouth, his teeth tugging her lips, nipping at her slender neck. His hips snapped forward eliciting a gasp, her fingers grabbing fistfuls of his hair. A curse hissed from him and he growled in frustration when she writhed under him. Forcing his head up, he stared at her, his chest heaving.

“Stop it,” he begged. Natalie moved again and he squeezed his eyes tight and bit his tongue until it hurt. Hands grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms above her head. Topaz eyes tempted him, wordless but with a thousand promises glistening in their depths. Clasping her wrists in one hand, the other traveled down her body, rotating over her nipple, slipping to the button on her Capri pants.

“Listen to me, you little tease,” Hayden rasped harshly, the button slipping free, his fingers tight on the zipper. “Keep driving me out of my mind and I’ll pull your pants down around your ankles!” Sucking in air, his neck muscles tightened in frustrated spasms while his fingers yanked down the zipper. The long, graceful fingers slid between the folds of her sex, her desire wetting his fingers as he slid them through her slit and lightly over the sensitive, swelling nub. She groaned and bit her lip. “All I have to do iee mee myself and I’ll be inside your gorgeous body as deep as I can go.” Natalie’s eyes glittered glassily up at him as his fingers longingly caressed once more then withdrew. “And not loving you for three weeks is making me insane.” The words grated seductively in Natalie’s ears along with his labored breathing. “If you don’t stop me I’m taking you,” Hayden threatened darkly. “Right here…in George’s house, on George’s floor, where anyone can walk in at a moment’s notice. I’m almost passed the point of not caring who sees me take you.”

The words were a bucket of ice water thrown on the fire blazing inside Natalie. Abruptly she fell to Earth with a thud, blinking dazedly up at Hayden. Shaking fingers closed her zipper and slipped the button into place. Then, unable to hold himself up any longer, Hayden collapsed onto Natalie, burying his hot face in her neck. Long moments passed, the only sound in the room their heavy breathi The The comfort of Natalie’s body no solace, Hayden rolled off her and greedily snatched in gallons of cool air. Weakly, he rolled his head to the side tracing Natalie’s delicate profile with hungry eyes. Feeling his gaze, Natalie turned her head and lo at at him.

“Let’s say goodnight to George and get the hell out of here,” Hayden stood up and pulled Natalie easily up beside him. Just then they heard footsteps out in the hall accompanied by jovial voices as they passed by. Hayden and Natalie exchanged relieved glances.

“Yes, it’s way past time we said goodnight,” Natalie murmured as Hayden tucked her securely under his arm.

On the second floor near Ben Burtt’s office they found George and Rick in the le ole of a discussion centered on adding a scene to the movie to highlight a point. George looked up at the sound of footsteps a small smile curving his mouth as he noticed the linked hands.

“We came to say goodnight,” Natalie hugged George. “It’s been a long day.” George’s smile grew causing Natalie to blush guiltily as if he’d caught her doing something naughty.

Hayden shook Rick’s hand and then George’s. “Thanks for letting me use the room.”

“Sure, no problem,” George waved the thanks away and then added, “and congratulations.”

A puzzled Rick turned to George. “Congratulations for what? Did I miss something?”

“I had a feeling that’s what you were up to,” George said as he gave Natalie another hug. George picked up Natalie’s left hand, the light striking off the diamond so Rick could see it on her finger. Rick’s mouth dropped.

“That’s it!” Rick threw his hands up in mock surrender. “That is it! No more bets with you! No more! You’ll send me to the poor house! Will a cashier’s check do?”

“Sure,” George grinned.

Natalie gawked at George. “You bet on us getting engaged?” She couldn’t believe it.

“I didn’t, he did,” George accused Rick, absolving himself of any guilt. “All I did was leave you two on an island in paradise for a couple of nights.”

Dumbfounded, the young couple stared at George. Hayden recovered first. “You mean you took us to Hawaii and left us there alone on purpose?”

George shrugged. “Mother Nature helped out, so I’m afraid I can’t take all the credit. I heard you two fighting about something and I knew it would show on film so I just got you somewhere where you could work it out without anyyouryour friends getting their noses in it and making it worse. You two did the rest.”

Images of that time on the island reeled through Hayden and Natalie’s minds. Rick gave his sincere congratulations but Natalie couldn’t tear her mind away from that first night. Hayden just stood there in astonishment.

“I can’t believe you were playing matchmaker,” Hayden accused playfully, “but thanks!”

“What can I say? I like happy endings,” George smiled at Hayden and shook his hand. “Sparks shot between you two the very first day you met.”

Rick nodded in agreement. “The chemistry was immediate. It’s my own damn fault I got suckered into a thousand dollar bet.”

“A thousand dollars!?” Natalie and Hayden gasped.

“A thousand dollars,” George repeated good-naturedly, “but it’s going to my favorite charity. If you were staying tomorrow night we’d have a celebratory dinner. Are we allowed to tell anyone?”

“We’re going to Toronto tomorrow afternoon to see my family,” Hayden announced their plans, “but by tomorrow evening you can tell Ben and John and Robin and the rest of the gang.”

“But tell them not to broadcast it just yet,” Natalie pleaded. “The rag papers will be all over us once it’s out so hopefully we can hide it from them for a little while.”

George and Rick nodded in understanding. “You know,” George suddenly had an idea pop into his brain, “if you want to honeymoon on Ken’s island I’m sure he’ll say yes. He was hoping the island’s magic worked on you. He thought you two belonged together.”

Natalie blushed at her memories. “Great minds think alike,” Hayden sd wid widely. “We just might want to go there. If we do, will you let Ken know?”

“My pleasure,” George beamed his approval and slapped Rick on the back. “Next time, listen to me.”

“Oh, I will,” Rick rolled his eyes sarcastically, “especially if it involves these two!”

After telephoning Hayden’s parents with the good news and bidding good night Hayden and Natalie strolled hand in hand to the bungalows. George had given them each one but he had put them in two next to each other. Inwardly Hayden shrugged knowing wherever he slept that night his arms would not mptympty. The thought made him smile.

Tendrils of possession again began to curl around Natalie’s mind. The only thing different now about their relationship was the ring on her finger, but the knowledge that he was now her fiancé curled her t clo clouded her logic. Her brows knit in confusion. Instead of feeling light-hearted she felt a need to stamp her mark all over him. Maybe it had to do with showing Anna Kournikova and anyone else with similar designs on him that he would always be ‘spoken for.’

Trying to reason with herself she admitted the joy and happiness coursing through her but the dark, primitive need to take him into her as proof throbbed between her legs. Every time she attempted to clear the thoughts away the desire tingled from her nipples to her very core. Natalie swallowed hard suddenly aware of her underwear growing damp. The sense of touch heightened, she could feel every single finger of his laced with hers. Her hearing picked up the pounding of her heart. She could hear each draw of breath he took as if magnified a thousand times.

Hayden led Natalie into her bungalow unable to find the light switch. Running his hand along the wall he encountered nothing. Instead of taking a chance on bumping into or falling over every piece of furniture in his way, he stood silently and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Not much light filtered into the room so Hayden moved tentatively, leading Natalie by the hand as he barely made out the silhouette of the couch. His fingers ran along the back of it searching for the end and the table next to it. As his hand slid along the table it made contact with the base of a lamp and he followed its shape until he found the switch. A moment later light pooled around the area, casting enough brightness to illuminate the short hallway that led to the bedroom just outside its perimeter.

In the muted glow Hayden tugged Natalie across the room and stopped at the doorway. Bending down he swept Natalie up into his arms. She slipped her arms around his neck, her eyes scrutinizing his face half hidden in shadow. No explanation given he carried her across the threshold and into the dark room.

Gently, Hayden set Natalie on her feet and reached for the button on her pants. Not in any hurry he took his time sliding down the zipper and pushed the material over the soft swell of her hips. The fabric felt rough and coarse to Natalie as it snagged over her skin, her senses intent on absorbing the experience to the point of saturation. But the hands that followed the fabric’s descent were strong and smooth, gentle, but brooking no argument over what they were doing. When the pants fell to the floor the hands swept lovingly up and down her outer thighs his eyes gaugier rer reactions.

When his head descended Natalie stretched on her toes and met his lips halfway. With no one around to interrupt there was no hurry and the kiss took its slow, sweet time, drawing out the heady contact. One hand feathered into his hair while the other worked his shirt up seeking the flesh it desired to touch. As the kiss deepened Hayden slowly licked his way into her mouth, gliding against her tongue, then using his teeth to sink into her bottom lip stimulating the nerves just below the skin to transmit to her brain that it felt good and that she had to have more of this luscious torture.

Hayden helped Natalie get his shirt off without realizing it, only releasing her lips long enough to allow her to pull the offending article of clothing over his head. Once he was naked from the waist up she pounced hungrily on him, her hands running restlessly over his smooth chest to the snap on his jeans. The back of Natalie’s knees met the bottom of the bed and she had nowhere to go. As his head came up, his eyes spotted the white shirt with its infuriating row of buttons. He shoved her down onto the bed and straddled her lower legs that hung over the end of the bed. Even in the night Natalie saw the white flash of a wicked, driven grin.

Supporting himself on his forearms Hayden loomed over Natalie. Her breath caught in anticipation and she arched towards him unaware of her movement. The first touch of his lips at the corner of her mouth forced her eyes shut. They brushed over her lips, dry, but smooth, then his teeth lightly clamped onto her chin. She shuddered. When the lips kissed the skin on the curve of her neck and suckled, she groaned. And when the teeth bit forcefully into the juncture of her neck and shoulder, she whimpered.

The invading lips found the neckline of the collarless shirt and lightly followed the slight expanse of skin that the two undone buttons revealed. The light scrape of his teeth forced a small moan and she felt his smile on her skin and heard the low, satisfied chuckle.

Fingers crept up the material to find the buttons and one by one freed them, opening the shirt to uncover more of the soft, willing flesh underneath. Hayden’s head lifted, his eyes finding hers in the soft darkness a moment before they wandered down. Natalibreabreath came fast and hard between her lips lifting and lowering her chest in jerky rhythm. It caught the attention of his eyes but as they lowered they stopped and dwelled on the up and down movements where her breasts pushed against the shirt, the nipples hard and tempting, starkly outlined. The deliberate downward movement of his head stopped her breath. She waited in anticipation for his next maneuver.

Sharp, piercing tingles in Natalie’s right nipple communicated to her where he was headed a second before his tongue poked out and drew the material across the sensitive nub.

“Yeesss!” Her plaintive cry rent the air, rippling out like circles in a pond. Natalie’s hands crushed the quilt beneath her spasmodically then grabbed for his head, shaping firmly to his skull. The shirt provided a barrier protecting her from the full onslaught of sensation as his lips closed around the peak and his cheeks quietly hollowed in and out.

Natalie squirmed restlessly against him until he stopped and slightly lifted his head. A sigh of relief whispered from hengs ngs and she looked down to see what he was doing. Even in the dim room she could see the hardened tip pushing wantonly against her shirt. Hayden had drenched the material with his saliva and it was soaked and clinging to her. When his mouth suddenly covered it again his tongue beat at it flicking stinging, delicious shocks throughout her body.

Hayden felt her tremble under him and suckled hard. She grunted, her hips straining upwards, seeking his solid strength. Quickly he moved parting her legs with a knee, trailing fingers up the inside of her silken thigh. He ran his finger lightly along the middle of her bikini underwear. They were very damp with evident desire, his touch triggering another small gush of wet heat.

“Hayden.” His name left her lips on a thy thy sigh. The sound of his name on her lips strained his own desire tighter against his jeans. Hooking the sides of her underwear with his fingers he drew them down her legs. His hands slid under her thighs coming to rest over her hipbones. Closing his mind against his own pinching erection he lowered his head and ran his tongue between the slick folds of her sex.

Natalie’s hips struggled to snap off the bed but Hayden’s hands held her still. Exasperated sose ose on her elbows watching him subject her to a slow loving with his tongue. As if she were an all day sucker and he had all the time in the world, he licked her with lazy sweeps and circles of his tongue, the broad organ taking its time gliding over her clitoris, coaxing it out from under its protective hood. Sometimes he’d stop and close his mouth around the nerve impacted pleasure center and delicately suck it stimulating her to heavy breathing and panting, her hips pushing into his face.

A dark flush rose up her chest, the area he stimulated focusing all her attention on it and what he was doing to her. Struggling to sit up she leaned back on her hands and watched him feast on her. He savored her. It was too much. Natalie collapsed back onto the bed as a wave of ravenous release rushed through her. Her eyes snapped open and she struggled against him to avoid his avid ministrations.

“No!” She whispered frantically. “No! Stop! Not like this!”

Hayden ceased and rose up over her. She gazed up at him and the corner of his mouth hitched up knowingly. It curled her toes and she fought the desire to rub against him. Sensing the struggle within her he moved to her side and ran his fingers through her hair, calming her over-stimulated body. Gradually her heart slowed to its normal rate and her breathing resumed its usual pace. When she turned her head she smiled at him and met his lips tenderly.

Without a word Natalie slid off the bed and pulled him with her. Working silently she tugged him out of his jeans. While he rid her of her shirt she ran a delicate hand along his steely length and froze him in his tracks. Hayden closed his eyes to relish the sensation of her stroking hand a long moment.

“Dooonnn’tt,” he whispered his plea as her hand closed around him firmly.

Obediently she released him then pulled down the covers and climbed into bed. Sighing Natalie embraced him reveling in the slide of his skin against hers. Out of nowhere a picture of Anna Kournikova coming on to Hayden at Jake’s party popped into her mind and the slow burn of possessiveness ignited again.

Rolling Hayden onto his back she straddled his lap, eyes glittering in feral promise. Her hips began undulating against him applying pressure and friction to his hard, throbbing member. Only a few moments and her wetness lubricated his shaft, sliding her easily back and forth over it. Long fingers reached up and pinched and rolled her nipples, sending insistent messages to fulfill this need to her brain. Grinding against him she forced a groan of pleasure from his lips. Natalie recognized the turned on sound and leaned over, placing a hand on each side of his head. Instinctively his hands curved around her hips guiding her to take him in. Cruelly, she avoided him and he growled his impatience.

“Say ‘you are mine,’” she taunted in a whisper.

Hayden forced heavy eyes up and held himself rigid. The sexy, young woman above him glared down at him, her hair falling over one eye. The sight hardened him more, and he could’ve sworn he couldn’t get any harder. He gulped and told his body to hang on. He would plunge into her soon enough. It was inevitable.

“You are mine,” he answered, knowing that wasn’t what she meant and enjoying her scowl of displeasure.

“No, you say that you are mine.”

“You are mine.” Hayden bit off a chuckle and grimaced as she ground her hips in frustration.

“Say it.”

“I did.”

“No, you didn’t.”

Hayden’s hands slid up and slowly rotated over her nipples. Her head flew back accompanied by a long, sensuous moan. It sizzled down Hayden’s spine, flinging his desire up another tortuous notch.

“Take me into you,” he ordered, continuing to play with the dusky nipples.

“No,” she hissed her pleasure at his touch.

“Please?” came the pleading whisper. Natalie stilled and studied him through narrowed eyes. His hips moved against her rubbing where she needed it most. When she didn’t answer he added, “Don’t make me get rough with you.”

In answer Natalie lifted away from his body a moment. When she slowly lowered herself his shaft slid home inside her willing body. Natalie lifted and lowered herself a few times, testing his hardness and luxuriating in the dominant position.

She undulated voluptuously once more gasping at the electrical shocks coursing through her and curled her arms over her head. “You feel so good,” she murmured her appreciation, wanting to squirm on him again, but holding fast to her resolve and remaining still. “Say it.”

Hayden’s hands snaked around her shoulders and yanked her down onto his chest. Squeaking with surprise she clenched him with her inner muscles as if to hang on to him. His sharp intake of air and following groan of pleasure signaled his delight. Natalie held her hips still even while he tried to make her move. Blue eyes drank in the bewitching face above them and a hand pushed her closer. He caressed her bottom lip between his then ran a slow tongue over them. She jerked and clenched him again.

“Baby,” Hayden’s voice lowered and grated with immense strain and pleasure, “I’m all yours. All of me. So just love me already and stake your claim.”

If he had more to say she never knew for her mouth crashed onto his and her hips began grinding against him. The muffled groan of intense, acute pleasure rippling out of him she breathed in and swallowed. Their shared breathing rasped and accelerated, the sound deafening in their ears, while hands wandered everywhere. His grabbed the backs of her thighs and pulled and pushed her over his engorged penis. Hers grasped his shoulders and pushed herself into a sitting position where she began to gyrate in earnest pursuit, her topaz eyes never leaving his blue gaze.

Locked into his mind Natalie rode him sheathing him tightly within her with each thrust of his hips. A fine sheen of perspiration glowed off his chest in the moonlight, the muscles flexing under the oiled skin. The heady passion she had for him drove her to ride him harder and faster. Sliding up and down her inner muscles clutched and released him, stroking and massaging the sensitive hardness.

A snarl of ravenous lust broke from Hayden. On a sudden jolt he stopped moving and hoisted himself up drawing her legs around his back. Together they rocked while their mouths devoured each other.

It wasn’t enough for Hayden. Natalie had flung him to such a fever pitch of desperation that he rocked forward hard tumbling her onto her back so he had the leverage to pound into her.

“Uunnggghhh!!!” Natalie grunted in encouragement, wrapping her legs tightly around his back so she could rise to meet his welcoming thrusts. Writhing, her head flinging from side to side she cried, “Yes, yes, yessss!!!!!”

His mouth found her nipples and spent long minutes licking and suckinem iem in wicked torment. Natalie cried and begged going from ‘stop’ to ‘more’. She grunted and wailed and hissed at the ongoing assault. If he didn’t stop she was going to…well she was just going to!

“Look at me!” The hoarse command flicked the glazed brown eyes to his. Hayden’s hips hitched faster catapulting Natalie up a dizzying spiral. With her eyes fastened onto his he chanted down to her, “Mine, mine, mine.”

The possessive words thrown back at her, his face contorted in flaming passion, Natalie felt the tension twisting, winding taut. Through gritted teeth he begged harshly, “Take me there, Natalie!”

So tight with sexual frustration that he couldn’t finish his words, Hayden continued hammering into her. But she knew what he meant and devoted herself to his plea for the release only she could give him. He was hers. Buried within her honeyed walls was his only door to joining with the only soul he desired and loved.

The orgasm hit so suddenly Natalie felt Hayden’s body lock a split second before his head flung back and a guttural cry pierced the air. His hips slammed forward punching the button that propelled her off the Earth. Natalie cried out in ecstatic relief, her nails scoring over his shoulder as she clung to his heaving body.

The world fell away as the attack tore through them and they strained and writhed against one another in blissful anguish. Natalie’s vaginal walls milked Hayden in a series of strong convulsions and he lost consciousness for a moment in their deliciously hard grip. Goosebumps broke out all over his body as she continued to orgasm beneath him claiming him for her own, his semen drenching her inside in his own way of branding. Her soul reached for his and his buried itself within hers. Every time they made love it happened. She was his…he was hers…two halves of a whole.

Hayden collapsed on top of Natalie exhausted, his chest heaving from the exertion. Burying his face in her damp neck he moaned weakly, nuzzling her skin, listening to her winded pants. Even as sleep demanded him he fought it, pressing moist kisses to her neck.

“You are…” he gasped to speak, “everything I…could ever have hoped for.”

Tears slipped from Natalie’s eyes at the loving, fierce words. Hayden felt the droplets that reminded him of the first time they had been like this and he lifted his head to kiss the salty tears from her cheeks.

“Don’t cry,” he whispered.

“I promise you,” Natalie whispered back, her fingers tracing his face, “that I will always love you and I will always be there for you.” Her voice quivered with emotion, her teary eyes alight with her love for him. “In sickness or health…”

“Wealth or poverty…”

“Come what may…”

“I will cherish you and be yours forever.”

Hayden’s eyes twinkled with a sudden thought. “I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

“AmenThenThen Natalie giggled and in a low voice added, “You may now kiss the bride.”

Their lips met tenderly sealing the vows only the night witnessed. Hayden pulled back and grinned. “Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Hayden Christensen.”

Natalie chuckled and yawned, boneless and relaxed from their intense lovemaking. “See?” she teased. “You are mine.”

“I love a woman who knows her mind,” Hayden agreed, echoing her yawn, “and doesn’t dither.”

“We did this backwards. We should’ve married then had our wedding night.”

“I know, but you wouldn’t cooperate.”

Natalie sighed. “You’re right. I was such a dope.”

“No, you were just scared.”

“The other vows in front of family and friends will just be a formality.”

“As far as I’m concerned we’re married,” Hayden said rolling off her and pulling her from the bed. “Let’s celebrate with a bath in that Jacuzzi tub.”

Lying in the tub with the jets swirling water all around, Natalie fell asleep. After dozing a bit himself, Hayden woke up and hauled a groggy girl out of the tub, dried her off and tucked her into bed within the circle of his arms. As she turned onto her side and snuggled against him Hayden gazed heavenward and sent a thankful prayer to God for helping him out with his one big request. Hayden smiled and closed his eyes. Who said God didn’t answer prayers? You just had to ask and be willing to work for it.
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