Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(150)

The other night we found a beautiful cliff that overlooked the Pacific Ocean. It was the most beautiful site, especially seeing the moon in its full glory hovering over the ocean. We lay on the sand and talked for hours, just about everything—our beautiful twin boys, Micah and Malcom; about having more kids; and just living our lives as a huge family.

When I finally got to the start of the hill that took you to the cliff, Mason was standing there in his tuxedo looking amazing. I smiled and, as he turned around to face me, he smiled back.

“I thought you weren’t wearing you wedding dress?” He said as he looked me up and down with hunger in his eyes.

“This isn’t my wedding dress, and I thought you would have a mask or something.”

He reached out for my hand and pulled me into him.

“You look beautiful, baby,” he said, sultriness dripping from his voice and desire in his eyes as his hands moved all over me.

“You know what you do to me when I see you all dressed up like this. I want to taste you, Mason.”

He leaned down and kissed me warmly. As I wrapped my arms around him, I wanted him to fuck me right here in the open. I knew this would happen. The moment I saw him, I knew I would want him.

When he broke our kiss, he rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. He swayed us from side to side, as if we were dancing, resting his hands on my ass.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked him.

He shook his head and then leaned back and looked at me.

“I’ve waited all my life, it seems, for you. I’ve never been happier since I’ve met you, and I can’t wait to continue forever with you. I want to grow old with you. I want to have more babies with you, just so I can continue to bless this world with your beauty and grace and heart for decades to come. I want to spend the rest of my life worshiping you and making you smile, making you laugh and making you the happiest woman on the face of this planet.”

I saw tears stream down his cheeks, and I couldn’t stop tears that have been threatening to dampen my cheeks ever since he started talking to me.

I reached up and softly caressed his cheeks with my thumbs, taking the moisture with me.

He then spoke in a hoarse low tone, “I love you, Allura, with everything that I am and everything that I hope I could be. I can’t believe I met you. I can’t believe you spent time with me. I can’t believe you cooked me dinner that first night. I can’t believe you gave me your heart. I don’t think I deserved your heart then, but I feel as though I do now. I can’t wait another second without you being my wife. Marry me, angel. Right now!”

My eyes grew wide. “What?!”

“Marry me now, Allura. I want you to be my wife tonight.”

“What about everyone else tomorrow, Mason?”

“We can do it for them again. I just…I feel like this needs to be intimate and private for just you and me to share.”

“But it’s late. I’m sure we can’t get anyone to marry us now.”

He leaned into me—giving me a devilish smile—and I shook my head.

“Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.”

“Then say you’ll marry me here tonight.”

I nodded my head and smiled.

“I will.”

He kissed me, and then draped my arm through his and escorted me up the hill to our cliff. We were looking in each other’s eyes the whole way. I had asked him later what he was thinking about while he was watching me, and he told me he was just thanking God for bring me into his life. And you know what was crazy? I was thinking the same thing.

The first weird thing I noticed was music playing in the background. When I took my eyes off of Mason, I realized there were chairs sitting along our cliff. They were filled with Marc and Marie, AB, Roland, Mimi and Tiny, and Mason’s grandparents. Cory was with his girlfriend, Tiana. After Mason heard about Cory and the missed romance, he tracked her down for him. And come to find out, she left suddenly not just because of the job but also because she was pregnant with his baby. She didn’t want to tie him down or make him feel trapped so that he couldn’t travel and sing in his band. Now AB has given him full reign running the restaurant, and Tiana and their son, Cory Jr., live with him in Dallas. I noticed Mason also had our little six month old babies both being held by Lou. Lastly, there was a man standing near the cliff waiting for us to arrive.

I looked over at Mason in shock, and he said as if could read my mind, “Don’t worry. We will do this again tomorrow afternoon, I promise. I really wanted our wedding day to be us surrounded by the people that truly love us and know what we sacrificed to get here. I want this day to be special only to us.”