The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 66
~ATTICUS~
I couldn’t stop myself from taking what I wanted from her. I knew that I should behave; I knew that I was being selfish. I knew this
was wrong at a time like this but damn it; nothing was going to stop me from tasting her tonight—nothing except her.
She was asking all these questions about Anya even though I was sure I had already told her I felt nothing for her. What the f**k
had I done in the past for her not to believe me? How stupid must I have been? And how much did I hurt her before finally
realizing my feelings toward her? I had so many questions about my past, so many questions about our marriage. Autumn was
the only one that would be able to give me all of those answers.
But first, I needed to taste her. I needed it like I needed air to breathe.
“Do you want to know something?” She whispers suddenly. There seems to be a mischievous glint in her eyes and it’s definitely
trapped me.
“Once it’s from your mouth, I’m all ears,” I tell her. I didn’t know if she was trying to change the conversation, but I was hoping
she would let me do what I desperately wanted to.
“On our wedding day. Your parents told us we had to bathe in the spring at one of your islands. Before we got there, I saw Anya
openly flirting with you on the boat. I got instantly jealous and sad. I drank plenty that night and kissed you in front of her. I was
thrilled when you didn’t stop me. When we got to the spring, I did something you might not believe even if I told you.”
She’d sparked my interest. I wanted to know what exactly she’d done when we’d gotten to the spring. I found it hard to believe
that she’d kissed me in front of everyone while on the yacht. And why the hell did I let Anya openly flirt with me in the past on my
wedding day?
Suddenly, I wasn’t sure if I wanted my memories back. If it were filled with me being a complete asshole toward Autumn, I
wouldn’t know how to forgive myself.
What else could have happened for her to think I wouldn’t believe what she had to say? What happened in that spring? I wanted
to know more about that incident than anything else right now.
She buried her face against my chest, and I didn’t think I would love feeling her against me this much. It dawned on me that I
would f*****g kill to protect this woman. I would never let anyone take her from me. Never. Not even my family. No one would

ever be able to separate us. I know that there was evil waiting to tear us apart, but I would fight till my death to keep her.
“I was naked in the spring, and after the ritual, I sat on the edge and spread my legs so that you could have a full view of my bare
pussy.”
A second passes. Then another and another.
I don’t think I can f*****g breathe right now. It’s the last thing I expected her to say to me.
“Repeat it,” I whisper sharply. “I don’t think I heard you correctly.”
There’s no f*****g way she’d said what I thought she did.
“I spread my legs for you on our wedding night; I showed you the most intimate part of my body.” She repeats for my sake.
f*****g hell. My d**k stirs in my jeans almost immediately. It was very much alive and hungry for her.
I was even more envious of my past self. He witnessed such a beautiful thing, and I hated how weak I was to forget something
like that. How many moments like these have we had with each other that I’d forgotten because of the accident?
“Show me,” I say in a hoarse whisper. “Show me how you did it. I want to remember. I want to remember everything.”
Her eyes widen, “I don’t think I can do that.”
Her cheeks are bright red.
“Why are you nervous now?” I whisper. “You did it already, and you’re the one that told me about it.”
“I was intoxicated when I did that. It was different then.” She says.
I grin, “you’re right. It is different now. This time you aren’t intoxicated. This time you will be aware of everything. This time will be
much better than the last.”
“I don’t know.” She whispers.
I kissed her forehead and rolled next to her onto the bed. I pull her into my arms, “we can cuddle then. I’m just as happy with
that.”
I was still dying for a taste of her, but I wasn’t doing anything that she didn’t want right now.

She surprised me by pulling herself out of my arms and walking towards a nearby desk to my left.
“What are you doing?” I ask, clueless.
I held my breath as she unzipped the back of her dress, and I watched it fall from her body.
The air gets stuck in my throat from seeing Autumn naked in front of me. Forget anything I ever thought she looked like without
clothes; she was unbelievably beautiful.
Her eyes were glued to me as she climbed onto the desk and slowly spread her legs open for me. “I want you to remember.” She
whispers. “I want you to remember every second that you touched me.”
I swallow.
How was she so f*****g gorgeous?
I can’t f*****g look away; from her pretty eyes, her smooth skin, and her f*****g wet p***y glistening in front of me.
She was wet for me. I didn’t think anything could make me as happy as this did at this exact moment.
I can’t help myself as I climb out of bed and go after her. I had to have her in my arms.
“Tell me,” I growl as I finally reach her. My hands are on the desk to her side, and my lips are next to her ear. “What did I do after
you gracefully spread your legs for me?”
Her finger lightly touches my chin and lifts my face so that I am looking into her eyes.
“I told you how much my breasts ached because of you.” She confesses.
My eyes narrow, “do they?” I ask. “Do they hurt right now?”
She nods innocently, “they hurt so much. Just like they always do when they want your attention.”
“Did I touch them?” I whisper.
She shakes her head, “no.”
What the f**k? Why hadn’t I?

“I had to beg you first.” She admits.
“What a f*****g d**k I was,” I growl. “If your breasts ached for me. I should have taken that pain away from you without you
having to beg.”
“No.” She says as she shakes her head. “I didn’t believe you when you told me you didn’t want to touch me that night because
you didn’t want to take advantage of me. But I eventually found out that you were telling the truth. You weren’t a complete d**k;
you were also kind and thoughtful to me sometimes.”
I chuckle, “not a complete d**k? I guess there are plenty of things I still have to make up for.”
Before she can say anything else, I duck my head and cover her breast with my mouth. I open my mouth wide and take the
entire thing into my mouth, sucking as gently as possible. I didn’t want to alarm her, but I was dying to taste her like this again.
Some of me hoped this would also help jog my memory but so far, it wasn’t any help.
“Tell me, Autumn,” I say before moving to her next n****e. Did I grab your legs and spread them wider like this?”
“Yes.” She gasps as I spread them f*****g wide. “Do you remember?”
I hate to see the hope in her eyes, knowing that I couldn’t remember anything.
“No,” I answer her honestly. “I just knew that there’s no way I would have been able to leave you like that without wanting an
excuse to touch you and see more of you.”
She gasps and stares into my eyes, “I love you.” She whispers. “I love you so much, Atticus.”
I close my eyes and let her words sink into my heart. f**k. Those are the kind of words that gave a man a reason to live. Those
are the kind of words that would make a man kill for his woman. Those are the kind of words that made a man feel complete.
Autumn did all of those things for me.
“Can I taste you?” I beg. “Please.”
I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to taste her.
She bites her bottom lip and slowly nods.

I didn’t waste a second more. I gently placed her down on the desk and stood at the edge to get a better look at her. I was
mentally preparing myself never to forget what she looked like today in my bedroom, on top of my desk, completely naked and
waiting for me to taste her.
I gently slid my nose up her legs until I touched her opening and inhaled deeply. Her breath hitches, and she grabs onto my hair
for support. I rub my nose up and down as I listen to her sweet moans.
Her hand on my hair tightens as I slowly let my tongue slide against her p***y, tasting her f*****g sweetness and swallowing all of
it.
“Atticus!” She cried as I began to suck before moving my tongue faster into her.
I love the sound of my name on her lips. I didn’t want to stop until I had her screaming it at the top of her lungs. It would be
f*****g music to my ear.
“I’m never forgetting the taste of your f*****g p***y ever again,” I growl. “I promise you that.”
I didn’t think anything could taste this f*****g good. How did I go days and nights without having her in my mouth like this? I was
f*****g insane.
She cries out at my words, and I can feel her body tremble. She was close, and I wanted to bring her to her climax.
I’m about to do that when there’s a loud knock on my door. Not just one knock but multiple ones that followed right after.
I growl against her p***y, upset that we’d been disturbed.
What the f**k did they want from us now? Hadn’t they already said everything they needed to?
“Leave!” I shout for whoever is at the door.
“ATTICUS!” Damon shouts. “Get out here now! We need to get Autumn out of here. Immediately!”
I freeze. What the hell was he talking about? Why did we need to do that?