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Warm summer air drifted through the open windows of The Hollow, filling it with a pleasant warmth so unlikely for the North.
It reminded Evangeline of her childhood summers spent in the warmth of Velenda. Her time spent in her parents shop and playing with the other children of Velenda.
She missed her first home sometimes, but she loved her life in the North more. Every day for her was a new adventure, and everyday spent with her husband was greater than the last.
Speaking of her husband he was nowhere to be seen, which was rather suspicious. He'd mostly stayed out of trouble since they'd been married, claiming "His new bride deserved him on his best behavior." But for Jacks his best behavior was still horrid at best, not that Evangeline minded after all she did marry him.
As she walked through the halls she caught a gimps of something moving out in the lake. The sun's bright beams shown on a gilded head of gold moving through the water.
Evangeline knew where her husband was.
Quickly she made her out the door, and walked the trail lined with dozens of different kinds of blooming flowers to the dock.
Evangeline loved this dock; after all it's where her and Jacks had gotten married.
It offered the most beautiful view of the lake too, especially during the nights where the dark water shone with the light of stars. The lake seemed to become different at night too, seeming to fill your body with a calming effect if you touched the waters.
Sitting on the warmed dock she searched the waters for her husband, worrying herself when she couldn't see his golden head break the surface. She knew realistically she had nothing to worry about, he was an incredible swimmer.But the dark water hid everything beneath the surface of it, including wherever her husband was hidden.
Somewhere above her in the trees a bird began calling, seeming to enchanted Evangeline with its echoing song. She searched the trees above for the calling bird but found nothing.
As she looked above she didn't see the head that surfaced for a brief moment above the water; only quickly to dive back down once it caught sight of the sitting women.
Evangeline finally caught sight of the bird, a small Gold Finch sat on the high branch of a blooming Apple Tree. The bird moving back and forth between the white and pink flowers.
Watching the bird Evangeline wasn't watching the body that shot out the water in between her legs. A shriek left Evangeline's mouth as she was met with the sudden appearance of her husbands drenched face.
Over in the distance the Goldfinch flew away at her shriek, letting the women below focus and the dripping man.
Evangeline looked at her husband, her heart racing in her chest.
"Hello my love. Did I scare you?" His tone was sweet, but the devil look in his eyes let her see all he was hiding.
But Evangeline had always been poor at resisting the charms on the devil made mortal below her in the water
Sighing softly she brushed his drenched curls away from his pale face, they looked more light brown than their gold from the dark waters. She carefully ran her fingers over his Sharpe jaw line and he preened into the touch.
"Just a little bit my love, but you did scare my bird away," her grey followed the water droplets that ran down his chiseled chest.
He moved to stand in between her legs, he was about eye level with her stomach covered by the soft pink and gold fabric of her sun dress.
"I'd like to believe that I'm better company than a bird," his eyes ran over her exposed thighs from where her dress bunched up.
She rolled her eyes, "I've yet to decide, after all the bird didn't get me all soaked."
Hands began trailing up her exposed leg, stopping short of her thighs. Expertly he caressed his long fingers trailing the inside of her thighs.
She bit the inside of her cheeks to fight a moan at his feather light touch, it ignited her skin into flames at every movement. As he kneaded the skin of her thighs his silver eyes watched her every movement.
He pinched her thigh and she gasped.
"Never before have I heard you complain about how Soaked I get you Little Fox," his gaze was full of heat, "You seem to enjoy it."
His eyes traveled her body like a predator who just found its prey after weeks of starving, and Evangeline loved it.
Suddenly he pulled himself from the blue water and onto the dock besides her, water soaking her and the dock even more.
As was about to yell at him again but was stopped at the sight of exposed body, the only thing covering him was his black boxers. They did little to cover him as the wet material was stuck to his skin.
Water droplets ran down the firm panes of his chest, running down to the blonde array of hair that sneaked out of his boxers. The hair at the nape of his neck was soaked onto his firm back muscles. As he positioned himself to sit by her, she couldn't help but be enchanted by the way his muscles moved.
"See anything you like?" His voice distracted her from her ogling.
"And what if I do?" Her tone matched his snark, but the smirk on his face only grew.
His hands returned to her thigh, and began trailing her dress up further. He moved closer to her face, and began kissing up her neck causing little gasps to fall from her sweet lips.
"Then I'd say we're wearing too many clothes," his voice sounded raspy from his assault on her neck.
She couldn't help but to agree.
His hands caught the hemp of her dress from where it was pushed up against her thighs, and steadily drew it up over her body. Exposing her soft body to the warm summer breeze; more tingles erupted in her body from the feeling.
His lips never left her neck only to start a new conquest towards her unbound chest, leaving purple and red marks in the wake of his lips.
Evangeline knew how much her husband loved the sun dresses, and she took every opportunity to wear them when the rare weather occurred.
Threading a hand through his hair she tugged him away from her chest, and her lips collided with his. His lips were the sweetest thing she'd ever tasted, words didn't exist to describe how good they felt against hers. Every touch had her craving more, a never ending hunger that she knew would never fade.
This here with him was her peace, the happy ending she'd been looking for her entire life. And with a man who was anything but peace, she found her greatest source of love.
Their lips never stopped moving, not a fight but a battle.
A battle for every minute of every year they'd spent without each other. A battle for every year Jacks had spent searching for his One True Love, only to find it in the woman who'd stolen his heart and soul.
Oh My Little Fox, Jacks voice was smooth against her mind a contrast to his rough lips.
She stiffed a laugh as his shape teeth tugged her bottom lip. Causing a loud moan to escape her kissing bitten lips.
My Wicked Prince, she cooed as her hands began trailing up his wet forearms. Every inch of him was toned with cords of muscle, perfect for her to grab onto. And even better for him to carry her to bed, or whatever location they desired in the moment.
He pulled her closer to him, and using his unfairly graceful strength flipped them over so Evangeline rested on his thighs.
He placed his forehead against her's as they caught their breath.
His smile was the most beautiful thing she'd ever had the pleasure of witnessing.
With his fuller lower lip, Sharp jaw and cheek bones, those perfectly white teeth he spent so much time brushing, and best of all those dimples he must've stolen from an Angle. For no man as wicked and cunning as her husband would ever be born with something so innocent.
But yet here he was, holding his wife, his one and only True Love on the dock which they married, almost stark naked as dozens of flowers bloomed around them in the summer air.
He was wicked, but Evangeline had always known she never truly minded as his lips captured her own again.
Somewhere above them a bird began singing once again as the Prince of Hearts began carrying his Wife back towards their home.
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