Autumn's POV

My heart felt like it had just forgotten how to beat, I had just got the shock of my life.

What exactly was Atticus asking from me? Let him love me? There were so many different possible meanings to that Sentence.

I was breathing hard, and I knew that he could hear it. He could even feel it with how close he was to me. And I think that he loved the way my body reacted to him.

"I'm not asking you to let me touch you tonight." He whispers as if reading my mind.

"I'm asking for a chance to let me prove to you that I'm different now. I'm asking for a chance to prove that you're the most important woman in my life no one else. I know I can't just say words and expect you to believe them, but please, give me this one chance. I can't function properly knowing you've given up on me, Autumn. I need to know that there is still time to fix things between us. After everything you've been through, this may be too much to ask you, but please, give me this chance."

My heart was practically jumping in my chest. I wanted to scold myself for getting so excited and happy over his words. I didn't want to allow him back into my heart that easily.

I wanted to give myself time to forgive him for everything he'd done. I wanted time to forgive him for his promises to Anya on our wedding day. I wanted time to forgive him for leaving me to go to her multiple times.

Many things still broke my heart every time I remembered them. It wouldn't be easy for me to simply forget about it. I needed the chance to heal from all of it. And I think Atticus understood that. That's why he was being so gentle with me.

I loved him. And because I loved him, I was willing to give him one more chance to prove that everything he said to me was true.

"Okay," I whisper. "You have one chance, Atticus. One chance only."

He breathes a sigh of relief, and his happiness gives me life.

"Can I hold you for the rest of the night?" He pleads.

I swallow, I loved having him this close to me. It made me act stupidly but would it be so bad to allow him to hold me just for one night?

No.

This was for me, I was doing it for me, not for him.

For my pleasure.

"You can." I finally answered.

I held my breath as his hand slid over my waist and he pulled my body closer against his. His face was now snuggled against my neck, and his hot breath tickled my skin.

I've never wanted to be held this way by anyone but Atticus. It felt so good to be in his arms. I never wanted to lose this. I always wanted to be here, right next to him.

We spend the rest of the night wrapped in each other's arms. It was the best sleep I'd gotten in my entire life. It was something I could look forward to every night for the rest of my life.

Our ride to school the next day was a quiet one.

Atticus didn't have anything to say to me. And I didn't say anything to him either.

Surprisingly, when we arrived, Damon and Clarissa had come alone. Anya was not in the vehicle with them.

It was very rare for her not to show up for the academy.

Where could she be?

Our first classes had been rushed, and it seemed like Atticus was uneasy about something for the entire day.

He looked like he was anxious, and it bothered me.

The first thing on my mind was whether or not he was bothered that Anya hadn't shown up for class today.

I want to believe that he has changed, but I didn't think anyone could change their old habits in one day.

Dante wasn't here either. It was only the four of us as we walked into the cafeteria.

Damon and Atticus excused themselves to get some food for Clarissa and me, and we watched them leave. As soon as they were at a reasonable distance away from us, Clarissa turned to me with a massive grin.

"I need to tell you what happened in the hospital while you were gone." She says while clapping her hands in excitement.

It must have been really good for her to be this happy. Did it have something to do with Damon?

But she's never confided in me, so it had to be something concerning Anya.

"What happened?" I asked, I knew I didn't have to worry about it being something I didn't want to hear, since Clarissa was telling the story.

"After you left the room crying, Anya started saying horrible stuff about you. She said that you didn't care about Atticus and weren't even there while he was healing in the hospital bed. Then she mentioned that it was clear that you didn't help him when Carter and his teammates attacked him, she claimed that was why he was so severely beaten, and you didn't have a single scratch on you."

I dug my nails into my jeans at her comment. I knew she would have done something like that. I didn't expect anything else from her. Anya was always looking for ways to drag me to the ground.

"But Atticus surprised everyone when he told her to watch her mouth." She says, surprising me.

"He-- did what?"

She nods, "His exact words were, 'Don't fucking talk about my wife like that'. Everyone was stunned, speechless that he'd spoken to Anya like that. I've never heard anyone in my life ever speak to her that way before, and to know that it came from Atticus, it was even more mind-blowing."

I couldn't believe Atticus had stood up for me like that. I was so scared that confessing my love would push him away from me, but it had done the exact opposite.

But still, l didn't want to forgive him just yet. I needed more. I need him to prove that he wanted

our marriage to work. But he was heading in the right direction.

"That's not all. He also told her that he would prevent her from coming to our home if she disrespected you." She continues. "And that you're the one he is married to, you're the one he chose to spend the rest of his life with. I was blown away. I've never seen Anya so shocked and upset before. No one has ever put her in her place like he did

yesterday, and I'm proud of him. It took him too long to do it, but at least he finally did it. If only Damon and Dante could do the same now, life would be wonderful."

He did all of that for me? Why? Why did Atticus suddenly change? He was acting like a different person, and I wasn't sure if l could allow myself to fall anymore for him. I was happy to see this change, but it was so soon that it was hard to believe that he felt something for me in such a short time.

It felt more like he felt guilty for all I went through.

He wasn't to blame for my heartache in the beginning, he never knew I was in love with him, and it only became a problem when we got married. It was then that I expected more from him as his wife.

"Did you hear what happened at the game last night?" she asks. "I couldn't believe what I'd heard. That score is the worst in our history. Carter has never misplayed before. I instantly thought of yesterday. They deserved it for what they did to Atticus."

I stiffen at her words. She didn't know that I had been there, and she also didn't realize that I was the reason they had lost the game, to begin with.

I didn't regret my decision. I was happy that I had gotten some revenge against them. In my eyes, this would have hurt them more than someone taking a piece of iron and beating them with it.

The entire academy was pissed at the fearsome. They were accustomed to a good game. Everyone had turned against them in one night.

I knew they would make it up on the next game, and everyone would forget about today eventually, but I was still happy to see the result of my actions.

They deserved this. They earned the hate.

"Where is Atticus?" l ask her when I don't find him in the cafeteria.

"He asked me to keep you distracted for five minutes." She confessed.

"Distracted?" I ask. "For what?"

She smiles, "You'll see."

She takes my hand and pulls me forward along with her.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"To the school's ballroom." She tells me as we keep walking until we're in front of the large wooden door that leads to the ballroom. I see Dante and Damon dragging griffing out of there. They give me a smile when they look at me.

"Aren't you guys coming with me?" I asked them as I pushed the door open but noticed that They were staying behind.

"Yes--" Griffin couldn't complete as Dante covered his mouth and pulled him back.

"This is a special moment between you and Atticus."

Clarissa tells me. "We don't want to mess it up." She was confusing me, I looked up to Damon and he nodded with a warm smile, whereas Dante had his silly grin on and Griffin was still struggling in his hold.

They definitely sparked my curiosity now.

I push the door open, and I'm faced with the shock of my life.

The room is filled with red balloons and roses, and I mean filled. I could barely walk into the room because of how packed it was. My eyes widen when I see pictures of Atticus and me from our wedding day hanging all over the walls. There were also the pictures our mothers had forced us to take when we agreed to marry each other.He had every picture of us ever taken inside of here.

I held my breath, my heart was aching but in a good way. I never thought Atticus would ever do things like this for me in this life, but here he was, making my dreams of him come true.

And then l see him walking towards me, through the balloons and roses he'd gathered just for me. He doesn't stop until he's standing just inches away from me.

"I don't know where to start," he whispers. "I don't know how to ask for your forgiveness. I've been so oblivious to your feelings. It makes me angry with myself that I didn't notice it sooner. I hate that you had to tell me first for me to realize all of the pain I've been putting you through. Autumn, if I had even the slightest clue of what you were feeling, I

know I would have done things differently since the beginning."

I want to lean forward and kiss his l!ps. I know it's the last thing I should be thinking about, but I desperately want to be close to him.

He takes one last step towards me and gently touches my cheek, "I'm so sorry for every tear that I've ever made you shed. I'm so sorry for being so dumb all these years. I'm so sorry for being even dumber after we got married. I've never met another woman like you, Autumn. Your innocence, your kindness, your precious heart, you're the first

The woman I've ever met that has, qualities that are so perfect. You were hurting for so long, and yet you never turned against me. I didn't deserve your love, but still, you loved me. I didn't deserve your protection, but still, you protected me with your life."

"I don't know what to say." I whisper looking into his eyes.

He lightly traced my lips with his finger, "You don't have to say anything, Autumn. You've said and done enough. Now it's my turn to show you how much you mean to me. It's my turn to put in the efforts in our marriage. I'm not going to disappoint you this

time. I promise that I'll do everything in my power to make you forgive me, to make you trust me. I'll make you feel so safe and loved that you'll never have to worry because of your love for me" He places a kiss on my forehead.

I smile even though I try to hold it back. It felt good to see him try this much for us, for me. This was all I've ever wanted.

I was filled with joy, and Atticus looked happy to see that his plans were working.

For the rest of the day, I smiled from ear to ear, remembering how sweet he was to me.

When we got home, Atticus was back to being quiet, making me wonder if he had more plans up his sleeve. He made it clear that he would try his best to get me to trust him again.

I felt this sudden urge to surprise him as well. There was one thing that still bothered me, and that was him keeping his promise to Anya about not sleeping with me.

I wanted to know if he would finally complete the bond between us if I pushed for it. I wanted to know if Atticus truly desired me. He never explained that night. He heard me talk about it, but he never tried to defend what he did.

I grab one of my sexiest lingerie and quickly put it on.

Atticus was lying on the bed when I came out with a white thong and a matching bra piece that leaves no room for imagination. I know the moment he sees me because of the way his breath hitches.

So far, so good.

"What are you doing, Autumn?" He demanded when I seductively climbed on top of him.

His hands were trembling when he grabs my waist and tries to lift me off him. I pressed harder on him, and he hissed as my core is pressed on the bulge of his shorts.

"Autumn." He growls. "Please get off me."

I shook my head. "I want you."

He freezes at my confession, and I swear his body shivered beneath mine. He closes his eyes in pain, and with more force than before, he lifts me off him and places me on my side of the bed.

"I'm not touching you when you haven't forgiven me, Autumn." He says as he keeps me away from him. "I want to know that you trust me when I get that part of you." He stood up

"You expect me to believe that you desire me when you refuse to give me what I want while I'm dressed like this?" I asked him standing infont of him.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know why I'm pushing for this so much. I knew I was becoming uncontrollable, but this took things too far.

"If he desires me, let my heart see it, if he desires me, let him show it."

What the hell was I whispering? Was that another spell? I can't control myself as I start to repeat his name.

Atticus....

Atticus....

His eyes widen as he realizes what is happening, and he tries to walk out of the room before I can complete the spell. His hand was on the doorknob when I said his name the third time.

Atticus....

He halts in his tracks, and at that moment, I feel the atmosphere change.

The Atticus that turned around to look at me looks like an uncontrollable beast ready to take what he wants.

He takes long strides toward me, and I squirm taking a step back, when he grabs my waist and lifts me up, wrapping my thighs around his waist as I'm straddling him now. I curl my hands around his neck.

He growls as he buries his head in the crock of my neck. His hot breath fanning my skin. He isn’t kissing, sucking or doing anything at all, yet my pussy is already wet and dripping between my legs.

"Can you not feel my desire for you?" He growls as he thrusts his hard dick against me.

I can feel it throbbing against my stomach, and I gasp. He wasn't even naked, yet I could feel how big and hard it was.

"I want you more than I've ever wanted any other woman in my life, Autumn." He growls. "I ache for you every damn second of every fucking day. Do you know what it's like to want someone so badly and know that you can't have them because of how stupid you've acted towards them"

I gasped when he gripped my ass and slid my body up and down on his hard body. I could feel his dick as he continued with the motion, making me wetter.

"I can smell your desire." He says as he inhales my scent. "You smell so good,every single day, the scent of you drives me insane."

He groaned as I continued with the motion, grinding me against him. I wanted him. I wanted  to feel him inside of me. I've waited long enough for this. I was dying to have us connected finally, in every way possible.

"It hurts."

He says in a hoarse whisper. "It hurts how much I want you. No one should desire someone as much as l desire you. You're too good for me. You're too good for me, Autumn. You think that I don't desire you, but if you could read my mind, you'll be able to see how badly I crave you. It's not healthy, my need for you is the most  unhealthy habit I've ever had."

I pulled his head towards me to touch our lips together. He sucked on my lower lip but only for a second before pulling away.

"I don't want to rush this." He whispers. "I want to savor every second I get to be with you tonight. I want to remember every touch and every taste for the rest of my life. I want the image of your body in my mind. I want to know every scar, every mole, every mark on your body; I want to remember it all."

He lowers his head, so his lips are buried in my neck. He wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to savor every second of tonight. He was slow and torturous as he kissed every inch of my neck.

He lingers on his mark on me, and i know that's his favorite part. The mark he left on me. He loves that he's the one that left it there. His hands travel down my body, moving it up and down the sides.

"Do you know how happy it makes me to know that I'm the only one you've loved all this time, Autumn?"  He says. "Do you even understand what that means to me? I had the most amazing woman loving me for years, and I didn't know it. I wish you had told me sooner. I wish I had known. There is no way I would have ever been able to say no to you."

I gasped when one of his hands traveled up my bare leg and inches closer to my pussy the part of me that was aching for him to touch me.

He stops halfway and slams his lips to mine. He eases me into the kiss until i feel like I'm floating on cloud nine. It's the best feeling in the world, being kissed like this by Atticus.

I can feel him walking towards the bed He placed me on the bed and hovered at me without breaking the kiss.

"Your lips are the softest I've ever had the pleasure of tasting." He growls. "And the taste of you. How the fuck have I not taken you sooner? How the fuck have I not known how kissable these lips are just by looking at them?"

He lips were nibbling my jaw. Leaving wet kisses on my neck and coming down to my breasts now, he sneaks his hand behind and unclasp my bra and pull it down my shoulder.

"You're so beautiful" He husks

His fingers glide over my breasts and i roll my head back, he takes my breasts in his large hands gripping them softly. His tongue darts out to lick my nipples.

"Ahhhhh... Atticus" I let out a moan.

He wrapped his mouth around my nipples and started sucking on them and kneading and pinching the other one in his hand. He bites on my nipple and I arch my body more onto him gliding my hands into his hairs.

The sensation was driving me crazy. I want to be closer to him. I want to be as close as our bodies will let us be.

My hand travels down his back scratching, to his neck, and down his chest. I'm ripping his shirt off his body aggressively, I've wanted him like this for so long, and I was happy that I finally had him.

I didn't care that it was a spell,I didn't care because this was his genuine desire for me.this is what he's been hiding from me. I wanted this. I wasn't denying myself having him like this tonight.

I've wanted Atticus for so long. Was it so wrong for me to take all that I could get?

Something kept telling me that I wouldn't always have him this close to me. Something was messing with my mind, screaming for me to run, I didn't know what it  was, but l sensed danger.

Before anything happened to us, I wanted him this close to me. I was scared of our future. I was terrified of losing him.

I held him tightly as he continued to suck my nipple. He pushed me slightly laying me in bed. He scraped his teeth on it and soothed the pain with his tongue. I was trashing under him. He did the same with my other nipple until they became hard and swollen.

"I'm going down to taste your pussy" He says as His fingers trail down to my pussy lips, my body shivers as I bite my lip hard.

He hooks his fingers on the waistband of my tong and pulls them down.

Atticus knew how to make me crave him even more. My body shivered with the need for him inside of me.

He keeps looking at my glistening pussy dripping wet and aching for him. He grabbed my thighs and spread them apart. He licked his way from my inner thighs,  trailing his tongue towards my wetness, I shivered and tugged on his hair thrashing on the bed as he did the same on my other leg. Before claiming my pussy.

He licks the inner seam of my wet folds and parts them with his tongue. And takes a big swipe. As I scream.

Atticus growls against my pussy, "you taste too fucking good, Autumn. I would fucking kill for your pussy."

I gasp at his words. How does he know exactly what to say to make me wetter for him?

"I want you to know that night in the spring, I was dying to be inside you.” He says  before pausing to take another long swipe of his tongue. I tremble in his hands.

He was teasing me, giving me only a little at a time.

Maybe that wasn't such a bad thing, I didn't think I could handle any more than this. I was already writhing and aching for him.

"You thought that I didn't want to touch you because of a stupid promise I made. A promise that I regretted making for every second of each day that I had to watch your beautiful body walk in front of me. You thought I was fulfilling that promise when I refused to touch you. You don't even know how wrong you were."

Was I wrong about that? So then, why hadn't he taken what I gave him that night?

I gasped when he circled his finger tip around my tight hole, dipping only the tip slightly, dragged his finger around my pussy, still teasing me. He knew that I wanted him to touch me there, but he kept on prolonging it.

"I wanted you so fucking much that night." He whispers rolling his tongue on my clit. I scream his name.He blew on it and scraped his teeth on my sensitive bud. He licks my wetness swiping his tongue along the length of my pussy. I gasped and shivered thrashing underneath him, I held onto his head.Atticus inhaled deeply.

"fuck fuck fuck!" He growls. "You smell so fucking amazing."

"And so wet for me. I love knowing that you want me too, Autumn."

"Atticus." I moan as he slips his finger inside of me.

I Arched my back "oh god, " I cry

Without waiting he digs his head between my legs and pumps his finger in and out of my tight hole. I was thrashing as his lips and tongue were working on my clit, he slowly added another finger inside my wet hole and cried out at the pleasure it gave me.

"How could you ever think l don't desire you, Autumn?" He whispers. "How can I not desire a woman like you? Any man would be foolish not to want you. The only reason I refused to touch you in the spring was that you were drunk. I didn't know if you would hate me for touching you inappropriately while you were intoxicated. I wanted to ensure that the first time I came inside of you, you were fully aware of what was happening."

I wasn't sure if I could believe him, and I think he sensed that. He pulls away from me, he comes over to my face. He grabbed the back of my head and tilted my head back so that I was looking directly into his eyes,

"look at me. I'm telling you the truth. I want you more than I've ever fvcking wanted anyone or anything in my entire life."

And just like that, I knew that he was telling the truth. I knew that he meant every word he'd said to me tonight.

When he sensed I believed him, he grabbed my waist to study me.I don't have time to prepare as his mouth covers my pussy. I cry out in shock and pleasure as he begins to suck and lick there, slow and then faster. l grab onto his hair and pull him closer to me.

"Atticus." I cry. "l want more. No. I need more. Please"

"Look at me." He commands.

My eyes, which were closed, are now open, and looking down at him. The sight of his mouth on my pussy almost sent me over the edge, and my legs were now trembling  beneath me.

I gasp when he starts pumping inside me again faster adding another finger. My insides were tight around his fingers while he continued to taste me. Our gazes were locked as he devoured every last bit of me.

I've never felt this good before. Nothing compares to this. I always knew it would be amazing with Atticus, but this had exceeded my expectations.

"FUCK." He growls. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Why was he apologizing? Was he going to say that this should have never happened?

"Why are you apologizing?" I ask.

"Because l can't wait anymore. I need to be inside you before I fucking combust into flames."

He moves away and takes his shorts off,  pulling his hard dick out in his hands and starts stroking it before positioning his thick length against the entrance of my pussy.

I gasped at how thick and hard it was. It positioned right where it needed to be, and all he had to do was to push forward a little.

But he wasn't doing it,Atticus was utterly still like he wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do.

He pressed his forehead against mine, "l don't deserve you. I don't deserve to have you like this. You're an angel, Autumn. And I'm a fucking demon for what I've put you through."

I gently touch his cheek, "I want to have you inside of me, Atticus. I've wanted you for so long. I want this"

His eyes flashed with a dark desire at my words, and I knew I'd let the beast out. There was no going back after this. He wouldn't be able to stop after this point, and I was okay with that. it was what I was hoping for.

He cursed and slammed his lips on mine. And slowly started to slide inside of me. I squeezed my eyes tightly and clasped on his shoulders almost digging my nails into his skin.  He pulls out and pushes again. I gasped and tried to push away. He looks at me confused still half inside of me.

"Wait,You're too big to fit in." I moaned in pain

"Bear it a little baby, I promise to give you only pressure after that," He kisses my teary eyes,  nose, forehead and lips kissing me deeply. He tried to enter again.

I broke the kiss as I felt him push forward my barrier, he covered my cry with his mouth as he slammed in. I expected pain, but all I felt was unbelievable pleasure.

My entire body was trembling from how good it felt. It was almost too good to be true.

It felt like a dream. There is no possibility that this was real life. Nothing should ever feel this good and addictive.

Atticus's body shook above mine, and I could tell he was trying his best not to move.

"Autumn.” He groans. "Tell me if it hurts. Tell me if I should stop."

I could hear the panic in his voice, and instead of making it easier on him, I wrapped my legs around his body, pulling him closer to me.

He hissed, "OH FUCKK"

And then Atticus began to move inside of me. Slow at first then pounding in and out of me without holding back. He was giving me everything that he had. My eyes rolled back in my head,this wasn't a simple pleasure,it was much more than that. There wasn't a word in the world that could describe what I felt right now.

Atticus was taking me to a place I'd never been to before.

I cried out when he bit down hard on my mark while he increased his speed.

"ATTICUS!" I screamed as I neared the edge. "I love you. I love you so much."

I didn't mean to say it, but it slipped out, and it's not like Atticus didn't know how much I loved him by now.

My words must have done it for him because his entire body shook as my inner walls squeezed him tightly. He buried his face in the crook of my neck as he pounded harder  and faster into me, nearing his climax.

"Shit!" Atticus groaned. "You're going to fucking kill me"

I increased my pace along with his, helping him,I wanted to see Atticus lose himself in me. Seeing that would make me so happy.

I grab his face and look directly into his eyes. "Give me every part of you. I want it inside of me. I want it buried inside of me.  Give me all of you."

His eyes widened at my words, and I could see the last bit of control slipping from him as he gripped my waist tightly, there was a look of pain on his face as he finally gave in.

"FUCKKKK-" he roars as his cum rushes out of him and into me in great waves.

Atticus kept on releasing, over and over again. His body continued to tremble even more than before, and I held him close. I didn't let go until he'd emptied every last drop inside of me.

We were finally mated in every way possible, and I couldn't be happier. The only other thing that could make this entire night perfect is for Atticus to tell me that he loved me too.

It doesn't look like he's going to, however. I knew now that Atticus desired me, and I also knew that he cared for me, but I didn't think that he loved me.

For now, I was at least happy to have him like this, to myself. I will remember this night for the rest of my life.

Nothing would ever make me forget it. And I hoped that he never did either.