The Billionaire’s Hidden Heiress
[Book 2] Chapter 132

Dawn

POV

My mother looked like a queen as she held onto Mr Grant's hands, a look of pure joy on her face. I held onto my husband's hand, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. I would never have even thought of doing something like this. Ian had shown once again, what a nice guy he was, his selflessness was another part of him that made me fall even harder for him every day that passed. He had no objections to sharing our special day and it was truly momentous to watch as they exchanged rings, my mother blushing as the minister announced them husband and wife, Mr Grant kissing her chastely in front of us. "Congratulations" shrieked Faith, causing everybody to laugh out loud.

I watched as Flair went to hug her father and then my mother, before Knox did the same, and then the rest of the group. I stepped up to Mr Grant and hugged him. "Thank you," I said fixing my gaze on my mother as my husband hugged her "for making her happy again."

"She makes me happy," he said bowing his head "and I'll do everything in my power to do the same for her."

"I don't think you'll have to try too hard," I said with a small smile, stepping past him and hugging my mother who still looked like she was in a state of disbelief.

"Did I just get married?" she whispered, looking up at me "or was that just a dream."

I giggled "We both got married today," I said, glancing over at my husband who was now talking to his father and the other groomsmen in a group while Faith began to dance by herself in the marquee "To two wonderful men" I added dreamily.

My mother looked down at her ring. Faith had outdone herself. It was a navy blue stone surrounded by diamonds in a gold band and it looked extremely regal and queen like. Mr Grant's band matched hers.

"It's so beautiful," she said chokingly "I really must thank Flair for the trouble she went to" she added still looking shell-shocked "My gods, I mean, oh," she said flustered.

"Calm down Mother, you were practically living in the same room anyway," I said frankly.

It wasn't like it was a big secret or anything. At least, I didn't think it was supposed to be.

She blushed "You weren't supposed to know that" she hissed looking awkwardly at me.

I shrugged "Faith has a big mouth and I'm not blind" I advised her mischievously "Next time be more discreet" I advised, fighting back my laughter as her mouth fell open and she coughed and spluttered at me.

"Dawn" she shouted indignantly as I turned away and went in search of my husband who had peeled away from the group, my hand sneaking around his waist and making him still before he turned his head, that piercing gaze of his making me shiver all over again. "Keep touching me and we might have a problem" he murmured with a wicked grin as he turned around.

I glanced at the crowd who were all busy, my mother blushing as she spoke to her new husband, Faith being looked after by her new Uncle and Aunts, a slow smile coming across my face. "Maybe we should sneak away" I suggested slowly, a coy look on my face. He grinned, beginning to gently tug me away from everyone "I like the way you think" he muttered, making a beeline for the main house. "Damned if we'll do it in the flat though, with the marquee outside" he added with a growl "I don't want them hearing you" he added possessively.

I tried not to stare at him as he headed upstairs. We had a room in the main house, but were looking at building our own house away from the mansion so that we had our own space since lan didn't need the flat with the disability access anymore. We needed more room with the twins too. He practically shoved us both inside the bedroom and locked the door, his gaze raking over me. I shivered, as his hands deftly went to my dress, beginning to peel it off.

"God, I've been struggling to keep my hands off you" he murmured, as he divested me of my clothes and I stepped hastily out of my heels.

My underwear quickly followed. He sucked in a breath. "Gods," he said thickly, already undoing his coat and flinging his clothes away haphazardly, his eyes never once leaving as he continued to look at my body as though he couldn't stop himself.

It was flattering how desperate he was to have me. I couldn't deny my own insatiable desire to have him inside me. He gently picked me up and placed me on the bed, his hands roaming me all over, caressing me, massaging me, and causing my core to throb down below. My body felt like it was on fire as I writhed beneath him, my own hands eagerly exploring every inch of him, or at least the parts that I could reach. I couldn't seem to get enough of him, his lips pressing up against me as he began to slowly circle my clit with his finger, causing me to pant into his mouth. He pushed me down onto the bed, careful not to put too much weight on to me. My nails dug into his back, digging in. He let out a low growl, a primal sound, a look of satisfaction coming over his face as my body began to tremble and quiver, the pleasure beginning to become almost painful as it increased with every touch and thrum of his finger. He was like a musician, expertly playing me, knowing exactly how to press my buttons and knowing exactly what would feel good to me. He could read my cues like an open book and before long I was arching my back and crying out his name, my o****m tearing through me, while he watched with hooded eyes and a smirk on his face.

"lan" I moaned, reaching for him and wanting more.

He'd teased me long enough. I wanted him and I wanted him now. My hands smoothed over his chest, down his back, and gripped his buttocks squeezing tightly as he let out a low chuckle.

"A little bit eager aren't we" he breathed into my ear, sounding highly amused.

Eager? I was more than eager. I was about to climb on top and ravish him. I was practically grinding against him, my eyes wide and beseeching. I didn't know what had come over me, but my s*x drive had been higher than usual with the pregnancy, surprising the both of us. lan didn't seem to be complaining and it had been a while since we had both been intimate.

"Please" my voice cracked as he moved over me, rolling me onto my side, trying to ensure I was comfortable, my head turning to gaze at him with pleading eyes "Please" I begged.

I could feel him behind me, feel his hands grip my waist gently. I expected him to push hard into me, but he positioned himself and began to kiss the back of my neck and along the curve of my back, causing my breath to skip as he slowly, torturously pushed inside of me. It was heaven. It was hell. It was heaven and hell combined in one. I could feel every single inch of him as he sank in deep to the hilt, my mouth parting as I panted in delicious agony. He paused and I gave a groan of disappointment, grinding back against him, urging him to move.

"Not so fast Mrs Grant" he whispered, chuckling "I'm in control here."

I whimpered, his hands reaching out to smooth over my sides, lan gently withdrawing and then sinking back into me as I mewled, my head tilting back in pleasure as my core throbbed and pulsated. It was so good. So f*****g good. I was practically seeing stars as he began to move slowly back and forth, controlling the pace as I shuddered and cried out, my body moving in rhythm to his. I could hear his breathing change, the sounds of his breath becoming fast as he became affected, his own orgasm fast approaching. His hand moved to cup my mound and then I felt him slowly playing with my clit again as I tensed in anticipation.

"lan" I moaned.

"I love it when you say my name like that" he growled, nibbling on my earlobe "So f*****g sexy."

I gave a small cry as he thrust a little harder. My walls clenched tightly against his c**k. The friction was unbearably good. I could feel my whimpers and my cries growing louder while the pressure of his finger against my c**t grew a little harder as he used more force. It was too much. It was too much for one person to be able to bear. I was so sensitive with the pregnancy, that it felt like my whole body exploded at once. I screamed out his name, my body convulsing around his c**k, my head flinging back, my o****m tearing through me with so much force that for a moment I feared I would black out, while lan ruthlessly continued to finger me and plunge in and out, until I heard him give a low grunt as I came back to my senses, his own body stiffening, his hands gripping my body tight, preventing me from moving as he spilled his seed inside of me with a low roar.

"f**k" he groaned, slowly withdrawing from me and turning me onto my back, his arm resting across from me "I couldn't hold on any longer" he began to apologize as I smiled dreamily up at him.

He kissed my cheek. "Well Mrs Grant," he said peering deep into my eyes "Would you say that it's better as a married woman?" he said jokingly.

"Hmm, I don't know," I said consideringly "I think it is but only because I love you so much" I added "I think it adds something to the experience, makes it more magical or something," I said laughing but meaning it.

He sighed "I could certainly get used to a lifetime of this with you" he murmured, fully relaxed "In fact I could even..."

I held up my hand quickly "Don't even think about it, we have to go back to the reception. They are probably wondering where we are right now" I added with a blush.

"Not with how loud you were" he smirked as I blushed "and with the way you look" he smirked, his lip curling back "There's no doubt as to what we've been up to" he added, pleased with himself "Maybe we should think about soundproofing the next house" he added with a frown "you know, in case."

"Men and their egos" I sighed sitting up "I don't think..." I began.

"Way to go lan" Knox shouted in glee "Next time try to be quieter though, remember there are children about."

I fell silent in embarrassment, while lan chuckled. I refused to look at him. "Fine, soundproof the rooms," I said in resignation, as lan laughed and began to stand up to get dressed "Apparently we need to" I pouted.