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I open my mouth to protest, but he doesn’t give me the chance. His mouth comes down on mine, and his tongue slides in as he commands the kiss with a heated meaning behind it. I lean deeper into him, giving in to the demand. I don’t know why I’m fighting this so much when, in all honesty, it’s what I want more than anything. Maybe it’s because I don’t want anything to happen to those who mean something to me.

I lost enough as it is, and I don’t know how to even talk to them about it.

CHAPTEREIGHT

DAEMON

“You got the rings?” Tombstone asks as we step into the chapel that we chose for today’s events.

When I told my brothers what my plan was, they all decided to tag along and do the same with their women. But they were giving me and Everleigh first chance before telling their ol’ ladies what they were up to. Guess it’s a weekend of the members of the Satan’s Keepers getting hitched. Honestly, I’m surprised they hadn’t already done so, but what better way than to go to Vegas.

“Yeah.” I reach into my pocket and pull the ring from its depths to show him. “It was my mom’s.” I’ve been carrying it with me since before I left to go after Everleigh. My mom had me promise her that I’d give it to the woman I intended to spend my life with. She’d given the ring to me before she’d passed away, a year after Hendrik was born, due to thyroid cancer. We all thought she’d beaten it, but it’d come back and when it did it took her away.

“She’s gonna love it, brother,” Tombstone says, smirking.

I grin and look to the entrance as the rest of our brothers filter inside with their women. Everleigh is the last to step through the threshold. When I see her, fuck if she doesn’t take my breath away. The woman is beautiful every day of the week, but dressed in a simple white sundress, her hair curled slightly and resting on her shoulders, and the heels on her feet, shit, I don’t think I’ve ever seen the woman were anything so damn sexy.

I make a mental note to myself that tonight I’m fucking her with those damn shoes on. I want to feel those heels pressing into my back as I take her.

After yesterday and the mini-drama at the clubhouse, I didn’t know what to expect, and fuck me, it’s damn worth the headache of it all.

“You ready?” I ask her when she’s close enough for me to wrap an arm around her waist.

“Yes.” She licks her lip and bobs her head.

Leaning in, I kiss her once more before guiding her toward the chapel I’d picked for us. Everleigh thinks I went with Elvis as so many others have picked and I know Tombstone picked for him and Sutton. I went completely opposite. One of my woman’s favorite movies is the oldDraculamovie, so the two of us are getting married by Dracula himself, and I can’t wait to see the look on her face.

* * *

“I can’t believe you got Dracula to marry us.” Everleigh giggles, leaning heavily into my side as she looks down at the pictures we had taken.

“Why not?” I chuckle, arm wrapped around her as I guide her from the elevator up to our hotel room. After our ‘I do’s’ and pictures, Dracula was quickly switched out with Elvis, who then married my brothers to their women. Everyone thought it was hilarious, and Ivy made the comment of at least no one can forget wedding anniversaries since we all share one together.

“I figured you would go for Elvis like the others.” The way she tilts her head back, a smile beaming on her face, it goes straight to my dick. I can’t wait to get her back to the room and have my way with her. I haven’t had my cock inside her since leaving South Carolina and that’s just too damn long for my liking. Last night, after checking into the hotel, the women all took the babies into one room and stayed there until right before they had to meet us at the chapel.

“Sugar, I know you, and the fact they had a Dracula, I knew I had to go with him.” I dip my head down and capture her lips for a quick kiss.

Everleigh is finally mine in every way possible, and I’m one lucky fucker.

Yeah, we’ve got shit to discuss. Her parents. The bullshit she grew up with. The baby she lost. But tonight, and until we get back home, I want it to be easy with my woman. Nothing heavy until we get back. I think she’s had enough of that and needs a break from it.

I pull out the key card to the room I got for us and push it open. I scoop Everleigh in my arms and carry her over the threshold as she giggles. Her eyes shimmer with pure happiness shining through. Something seems to have changed in her. It’s as if she’s let go of her fears.

“You okay, baby?” I can’t help but ask as I set her on her feet, my hands bunching at the hem of her dress.

“Yes,” she answers, sliding her hands over my chest. “Last night, me and the girls talked a lot about everything going on and I thought about all that you said and made a decision to go with the flow and do what I want that makes me happy. And you make me happy the most.”

Fuck me, if her voice doesn’t take on a seductive tone, I don’t know what does. I need to be inside her, and I’m doing that now. Dropping the hem of her dress, I scoop Everleigh back into my arms and carry her the short distance to our bed. I toss her in the middle and take my cut off, setting it on the chair sitting next to the bed. I strip out of my shirt and toe my boots off. Not once taking my eyes off the woman in front of me bracing herself up on her elbows.

Undoing my belt, I unbutton my jeans and leave the zipper in place for the time being.

“Time to officiate the rest of the deal, sugar.” The words are nothing more than a rasp of air as I climb up on the bed, my intentions clear as to what’s about to happen.

“Good, because I’m all yours now, Hendrick Masons.”

Damn, if hearing her say my real name doesn’t have my cock hardening more than it already is. Grinning, I brace myself over her. “That you are, Mrs. Masons.” I chuckle before claiming her mouth. This is going to be one hell of a night, and I intend to make sure my woman remembers it for the rest of her life.

CHAPTERNINE

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