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“I will treat her the best way possible.” Preacher gripped the back of her neck, tilting her back so he could kiss her. “Now, I think it’s time I danced with my wife.”
That would be something he was going to have to get used to. His wife. My wife. It didn’t matter how many times he said it, it still seemed surreal.
He took Robin in his arms as it didn’t matter where he danced with her, only that she was in his arms, his wife, his everything.
“How
are you feeling?” he asked.
“I can’t believe we’re married. It seems like all of this is happening to someone else.”
Anne was taking care of Bethany with Bear’s help. Bear had finally decided to come around to having a grandkid and was making up for lost time. Meanwhile, he knew Anne was looking for a way to divorce Elijah. She’d come to him for help but asked for him to keep it quiet until she knew more. What she didn’t want was for Elijah to do something crazy or insane.
With his wife in his hands, Preacher didn’t let her go. Not even when Bear and Dog wanted to dance with her. He simply held her close, refusing to give her a chance to go.
They enjoyed some cake, listened to a couple of bad speeches, and finally, by the end of the night, Preacher was able to take her home.
He took her back to their home, picked her up in his arms, and carried her over the threshold. He made her keep her arms tight around his neck as he locked the door, wanting no interruptions. He took her to the stairs, and then up to their bedroom, where he placed her gently on the bed. Tucking some hair back from her ear, he smiled down at her. She gripped his face and kissed him hard. They both held each other tightly, and he didn’t want to let her go.
“There’s something I want you to know.” He dropped her hands off him.
“Preacher?”
He moved to the closet and removed his jacket. He’d already folded it up and he moved toward the bed. “This is yours.”
“I don’t understand. This is your leather cut.” She stroked her fingers over the patch marking it as his.
He took her hand. “I’m willing to give it all up. For you, for our son, for Bethany. I want us to have a good life. A life where you don’t have to worry about every single knock. I can leave at any time. We can set up a new life together. The four of us.”
She shook her head. “You want to do all of that for me?”
“I hope you realize exactly what I’m willing to do for you. Not a moment goes by when I don’t think about all the things you could have and what I want you to have.”
“Preacher, I … no,” she said. “This is your cut. This is your life. I didn’t marry you for you to walk away from this. This is who you are and I accept and love you for you. Not for some cut, or some patch.” She went to her knees before him. “You’re so going to have to help me up.”
He chuckled. “I will. I want you to know exactly how I feel about you. What you mean to me.”
Tears were in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks. “You know, I think I’m starting to get it.” She put her hand on his heart. “I’m here, aren’t I? No one else has ever gotten so close to you, but this heart, it belongs to me.”
“I’m all yours, Robin. Every single part of me is yours.” He kissed her hard and she moaned.
“Then I’m all yours, and I love every single part of you, even the bits I struggle with. You’re the president of the Twisted Monsters MC. I’m your wife, and I will be by your side, no matter what we face. I never stopped loving you, Preacher, and guess what? I never, ever will.”
He lifted her to her feet and stripped the wedding dress off her, well, tore it off. It was all pretty fabric that got in his way, and he wasn’t interested in anything being in his way as he made love to his wife.
After placing her on the bed, he settled between her spread thighs, licking at her sweet pussy, tasting her cunt on his tongue. Only when she was screaming at him for more did he finally fuck her, taking her, making her his wife, his woman, his soulmate, for the rest of his life, and he intended to make the rest of her life so incredibly happy. He had a lot of time now to get it right, and right he would.
Epilogue One
“I hate you,” Robin said, screaming as a wave of pain washed over her.
“I know, baby. You can keep on hating me for a long time as well. It’s not going to change the fact we’re here and now. I will love you and hold you for the rest of my life. Come on, baby, push. You can do it. Keep on pushing.”
She released a scream as Preacher and Randall both encouraged her to push. This baby was going to be the death of her. She knew it. There was no way he wasn’t going to be. He was already late and it would seem her little boy didn’t want to come out.
Collapsing to the bed, she moaned. “I can’t do anymore.”
“We’re nearly there, Robin. Come on, you can do this,” Randall said.
