Grahams pov

I had to leave her as the ceremony was starting. I sat on the end of a pew, near the back, no one knew me. It was mostly men anyway on her father's side and they all looked like wankers who bullied other people for a living. I shouldn't call him her father, he's more like her sperm donor. 

The bridesmaids and groomsmen began walking out and I turned, waiting for Eleanor to walk out. She looked so nervous, but I couldn't help but watch how beautiful she was. How she walked confidently even though I knew she wasn't feeling that way. 

She got the front, and she kept her eyes on mine the entire time. I didn't even notice when the bride came out, or when the actual marrying part happened, all I could see and think of was her and then all of a sudden people were clapping and cheering. 

Everyone went outside, I was waiting on the side until she came out. A few people looked my way, the bridesmaids more specifically. There was one whose dress was inappropriate for a bridesmaid, worse, I believe she was the maid of honour. The neckline was practically reaching her belly button. She was giving me fuck me eyes and I wanted to convulse. 

I finally saw Eleanor and I was making my way to her before I realized who she was talking to. 

He was a tall gruff looking man. Clean cut, but he looked messy, he looked evil. I was close enough to hear, she hadn't seen me yet. 

"Why are you being so quiet Eleanor, this is my wedding, show some respect," he stated, looking down at her. I saw her pale, she looked so small. 

"Sorry, father, congratulations."

"No need for that, you should be saying it to Charlotte, my wife." Confidence rose slightly in her features. 

"I don't need to show her anything." He leaned down, I saw his hand raise but he lowered it. Oh absolutely not.  

"Don't you dare-" he began to say in a threatening tone and I saw her tear up. But I cut him off my nudging him away from her with my hand out. 

"I'm Graham sir, Graham Bradford, your daughters boyfriend." I shook his hand, fighting the urge to twist it and pull him into my fucking fist. "Lovely ceremony, and it was great to finally meet such an impressive man."

I saw him contemplate threatening me too, but he decided to keep his nice guy persona and put on a fake smile.

"Good meeting you too, I should find my wife." He gave Eleanor a stern look, and he gave me the same one before walking away. I turned to her, wanting to know if she was alright. But she looked more than fine. 

In fact she grabbed hold of my hand and dragged me around the side of the castle away from the crowd. 

"Where are we going? Are you alright?"I asked her, but she just turned to face me, with a sparkle in her dark brown specs. Before I could gather my thoughts as to what was going on she leaned up and grabbed my face down to hers. I was kissing her. It felt like fireworks were let off as my lips felt hers. It was like I had been lying dormant until she set me free. 

I devoured her, missing her taste, her lips, her everything. My hand snaked around her, feeling her bare skin on her lower back, pulling her into me. God I fucking missed her. I didn't want to let go, I wanted more. I wanted her so badly. 

I pulled away grabbing hold of her hand. 

"I shouldn't have done that, you don't think-"

"Temptress, I want you and nothing else for the rest of my life, now be quiet before I take you right here."

I saw her gulp, but then she smiled a hungry smile, and I felt my dick twitch at the expression. Fuck she was everything. I couldn't wait to feel her again, there was just too many pieces of clothing between us. 

I took her into the castle, remembering a room I saw, There were a lot of rooms, but this one had a table or desk. There were people in it before, the priest and whatnot, but it was empty now. 

I pulled her inside, and closed the door behind us, thankful there was a lock as I twisted it. 

I went close to her, and I saw the want in her eyes and that was enough for me to never let her go again. Ever. 

"Jump," I said, noticing how aggressive I sounded. I just needed her so badly right now. She obeyed almost instantly and I caught her thighs and carried her to the table, dropped her on it and kissing her once again, hungrily. 

My hand was on her thigh, holding her tightly. A soft little moan escaped her lips and echoed within me. That's it.

"Are you okay?" she nodded and I shook my head about to tell her to use her words, but she realised. 

"Yes, I'm okay."

"Good girl," I said and she smiled. Fuck she was so precious. But I wasn't about to fuck her gently. 

I lifted her dress and she shimmied it over her hips and I lifted it completely off her. She was wearing the tiniest of thongs and her bare body sent shivers towards my cock. 

"Fuck, your so gorgeous Eleanor." I stated, taking the sight of her in. 

"Then fuck me Graham," she said, pulling me in by my tie. I pulled it off, and unbuckled my belt. She started unbuttoning my shirt and I quickly pulled it off as I crashed my lips on her again, kissing down her neck and on her breasts. Fuck I missed her breasts. 

I kissed down her stomach looking up at her as her head tilted back, her lips parted. I smiled, fucking ecstatic about making her feel this way. I couldn't wait to hear her scream my name. 

"May I remove your little thong?"

"Hurry up already," she said and I glanced up at her. 

"Someone's eager," I said as I pulled her underwear down, letting it drop to the floor. I kissed the inner part of her thigh, teasing her. 

"Ray!" She said, impatient and I laughed. 

"I missed you so much," I stated and her gaze softened. 

I rubbed my thumb over her and her lips parted again as I watched her, leaning my head down. 

I licked over her, "fuck you're so wet." I sucked her until I heard her moaning for me to not stop. 

Her hand clutched my hair as I devoured her, I felt her get close and so I entered two fingers inside her and it was a matter of seconds before her legs began to shake. 

"Fuck, I'm coming."

Her taste was so addictive, so sweet. I could listen to her moans forever. 

"You're beautiful," I said, standing up. She smiled and brought my face to hers, kissing me softly, biting my lower lip. You're going to send me into cardiac arrest Nora.

"I want you inside me now Ray," she said desperately, her hand pulling on my waistband. No need to tell me twice. 

I pulled my pants and boxers down, my erection hard as it sprung free. 

"Are you alright?" I asked her. She went to nod but spoke instead, impatient.

My Eleanor, hungry for me. 

"Yes."

I rubbed my tip at her entrance, and her lips parted in the way I loved and I watched her as I went inside her slowly. How she adjusted for me, how she but her lip as I was in her completely.

I began thrusting, watching her face as she took me. I missed how she looked while I fucked her.

"Harder," she said and so I quickened the pace, going deeper. She was letting out breathless moans as she held my shoulders for support. 

My hand were firm on her waist, holding her tight. Though I knew now that she wasn't going anywhere. 

I brought my lips to hers, letting her moan in my mouth, bringing me closer. 

"Fuck Eleanor, I'm close."

"Me too, don't stop." Her head tilted back and I kissed her neck, her scent overwhelming me, almost sending me over the edge. "Fuck, I'm almost there."

"Come for me sweetheart, I want you to cum all over me." She did almost instantly, her walls tightening around me, bringing me even closer. I held it, so she could finish before I pulled out. I wanted to see her messy and dishevelled in my hold. She was beautiful as her legs tightened around me and she moaned out. 

It was not even one second before I pulled out. 

She turned slightly, grabbing a tissue from a box I didn't even see on the desk as she wiped her thigh from when I finished. 

We were breathing heavily and I still held her tight, not wanting to let go. I needed to be touching her at all times. She was like my own heart, I couldn't have her be away from me any longer. 

I kissed her softly, slowly, feeling her lips on mine, a feeling I never want to forget. 

"I love you Nora," I pleaded as I moved away to see her reaction. "I love you so much. I don't want to be apart from you, not now, not ever. I was such a giant twat, I didn't deserve you with how I acted, but I know now. I know-"

She kissed me, passionately, cutting me off. 

"You don't have to say anything, I love you Graham, I'm yours forever and you're mine."

"My little siren."

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Eleanors pov

I was probably staring at Graham the entire drive home. 

We left right after our... activities in the castle. 

He told me to go to the car while he said goodbye to the newlyweds for the both of us. 

I knew he didn't like my father. When we were together and I had that lunch, he was always worried and protective, I didn't know he still was. 

After seeing him defend me like that, I knew that he still loved me, I saw it in his eyes, and I realised he has for weeks. Or he just never stopped. 

"What are you thinking about my siren," he asked, the setting sun making him look like a greek god.

I leaned my head back on my seat and smiled at him. 

"You," I said and he chuckled, a giddy smile on his face. I loved when he smiled. 

I lit up a cigarette, opening the window. 

"You have another?" He asked.

"We can share this one," I said and I leaned forward, inhaling a puff and then anging his head slightly towards me so he could still look at the road. I exhaled, forming an 'o' with my lips and he inhaled. 

"Why thank you," he said, amused." I enjoyed that very much.

"I can tell," I laughed. We were almost home, I couldn't wait to see Lucy, Blake and Dillon. Cohen too. 

I wanted him so badly once I realised, as if to make up for all the lost time. The way he held me and looked at me just concreted my need for him in my life. Once I grabbed him to the side of the castle, that was it, I wasn't letting him go ever again. 

Then he told me he loved me, his words were like him sealing the deal we wrote up in that castle. 

All the hurtful words, the sex we had that one morning, it made us grow and brought us here. I thought I loved him before, but now, he was my everything. More than that, he was Graham. 

"What are you thinking about now?" He asked. 

"I love you handsome," I said softly, holding his hand in my lap. "That's all."

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When we got back he came up with me to my dorm and I watched as he happily made up a bag of stuff and then he grabbed me, taking us back to his room.

I just sat on his bed and watched as he put my clothes in his draw and my things in the bathroom. 

"How long have you been waiting for this?" I asked him and he walked over, taking his shirt off. Yes I love Graham because of who he is, but my lord he the hottest man in the world. 

"Too long," he said desperately as he leaned down and kissed me. "Now I get to take that dress of you a second time."

After we showered and I happily put on one of his shirts we walked to dinner, hand in hand. 

Walking in the hall and seeing Luce slap Cohen's arm to look up was the funniest part about this. We got closer and she got up and gave us a hug. 

I laughed, and Gray just shook his head. 

"You guys are all in love again, look at you, I can see it in your eyes. You're so happy." I was going to tell her yes but Gray bet me to it. 

"Yes, we are back together, for good now, you can jump up and down if you want, because you look like you're about to explode." She did just that and then we sat down with everyone. 

"I'm so happy for you mate," Cohen said. 

"I know, we have our Graham back to normal, no more brooding and red eyes. I'm also glad there's no more random aggressive outbursts-"

"I think that's enough, they got the gist," Gray interrupted and we all laughed. 

He brought right up against him and he ket an arm around my lower back, holding my waist. I had put my hand on his upper thigh and he tensed up and then moved it lower towards his knee. This made me laugh even harder. 

"The war is finally over," Dillon said and the others agreed.

"All is finally right with the world," Luce said, smiling and leaning into Cohen all happy. 

We got back to his room, and his mouth was on mine in an instant, but it wasn't leading to anything, he just kissed me softly, warmly. It gave me butterflies. He never failed to make me weak. 

He held me as we laid in bed, legs intertwining, arms around each other and lips placing soft kisses. It was probably a record for the closest any two people have been.

"I'm so happy for obvious reasons, but right now it's because I know I'm going to sleep so well, better than I have in months." I chuckled, and kissed him again. 

"I know the feeling."

"I missed you so much temptress. I missed your body, your smell, the feel of you."

"You know what that name does to me Ray," I said. "And my smell?" I questioned, curious to know what it was. 

I heard him chuckle before explaining, "when we're falling asleep, your scent would just cloud us and it was so comforting."

"Do go on about my scent you weirdo." I knew what he meant, his scent gave me the same comfort and I was so attracted to him, but I never thought guys had the same feelings.

"You're just so sweet and warm." He kiss next to my throat and below my ear, "right here," he said and gave me light pecks. 

I giggled, "that tickles."

"This tickle?" He asked, placing the softest kiss I've ever received. 

"Mmm, no." He rested his head back on the pillow and in the crook of my neck. I played with his hair, gliding my fingertips around, sending him to sleep.

"Goodnight handsome," I said and he exhaled. 

"I love you."

"I love you."