Never Have an Outlaw's Baby (Deadly Pistols MC #3)(148)

“I can't believe you!”

Grinning, I cupped her ass and nudged her inside. She didn't need much help – she was drawn right into the small silver bedroom decked out with a red leather fold-down bed.

“Don't worry. This priest said it's kosher as long as there's a hallway and a seal between this place and the church. Besides, where else did you think I was gonna f*ck you? Out in the snow? You know my dick's not gonna wait 'til we get back to the house. Not after hearing you're gonna be my wife.”

My wife – f*ck! I couldn't believe it. Better f*ck her long and hard to make it sink in.

Just thinking it made me harder than the diamond and gold on her finger. It was all she was wearing a minute later when I laid her down and sank inside her.

We f*cked. We kissed. We came together.

I was still growling her name like a holy mantra when my balls were milked dry, lost in this sweet slice of heaven we'd created. And I'd stay lost in its wonder 'til the day I died.



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