Weasel wrapped his arms around Renee, holding her close. He didn’t want to ever let her go, and for them both to stay in this moment for the rest of their lives. Breathing in her scent, he closed his eyes, ignoring everything around them until it fell away.

Renee was now his bride, and he was determined to love her for the rest of his life. Vengeance had stopped by to see him and wanted to give him the warning talk. The talk that he imagined most brothers gave to the men who were marrying their sister.

“If you ever hurt her in any way, brother or not, I will hunt you down and make you wish for death long before I let you have it.”

It was a warning, and one he respected Vengeance for taking.

“I can’t believe we’re here, dancing … married,” she said.

He pulled away and smiled down at her. “Did you think I’d run?”

She giggled. “No, but I was tempted to,” she teased.

This wedding had been a hard one to put together, simply because of the worries he knew she felt.

Most men would begin to feel insecure about everything, concerned about settling down with only one woman. But Weasel didn’t think about any of that. He looked forward to this, and spending the rest of his life with the woman he loved. This life was hard, and he noticed that every time she experienced any doubts, it was around the time of a club party, when the whores came out to entertain the boys that wanted them. He was never going to stray.

The love of his life was in his arms, where she was supposed to stay.

“I couldn’t have run,” she said. “I know I’ve been a nightmare throughout this entire process, I really have, but, today was the best day of my life.”

“You know you could have a man worrying about his manhood,” he said.

She laughed. “You have no problem with your manhood, and you know it.”

Spinning her around, he held her tightly to him. “Maybe you need to show me how much you love it.”

Renee reached down and grasped his ass, giving it a squeeze. “Don’t tempt me.”

“Now that is fighting talk,” he said.

“I’m not talking, Weasel. You are. This is how I’m going to hold your ass later when you’re fucking me.” She kissed his neck, licking over his pulse. His cock hardened, and as he spun her around again, she moved her hands back to his waist. “What are you going to do to me later?”

“Oh, baby, I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re not going to be able to walk straight for a couple of days.”

“That sounds like a really good promise.”

“It is, baby, It’s a really big promise.”

The song ended, but instead of lingering with the guests he took her hand and led her to the room he’d used while at the club.

“This is being really rude,” she said, but she sounded breathless.

He opened the door, pulled her inside, and closed it, pressing her against the wood. Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them above her head, staring into her eyes as he did so.

“What’s going on, Weasel?” she asked.

For several seconds he didn’t speak. He couldn’t—there were no words for him to use. “Now is your chance,” he said.

She frowned. “I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.”

“I know that part of the reason you were feeling a little crazy over our wedding is because of the club. This is going to be the last time that I ask. I just want there to be you and me.” He pointed outside. “They don’t matter to me. Only you matter and I want you to answer this for me. Do you want me to leave the club?”

“We’ve gone through this.”

“I know, but I want you to think about it. This will be the last time I ask. I promise. You need to trust me. To realize that for me, there is only one woman that I love that I want to be with, and that woman is you. I don’t want to be with anyone else. Only you.” He saw the tears in her eyes and he continued. “All this time, it has only been you. I’m not going to stray. Every night I’m going to come home, because I know you’ll be waiting for me. With your mad obsession for cleaning and pairing socks together. Folding everything so it’s neat. The way you wipe every single counter in the kitchen even though you didn’t use them. I want you to take the carton of milk off me and fill a glass. Those are things that drive me crazy but also make me love you even more. They’re what makes you, you.”

Those tears were now running down her face, and he wiped them away.

“This isn’t fair,” she said.

He laughed. “This wasn’t something I planned, Renee. This was something that I had to tell you because this is how you make me feel.” He pushed her hair out of the way and pressed his lips against hers. “Forever. That’s what I see for us. What’s it going to be?”

She stared at him for several moments and to him it felt like a lifetime.

“You’re not leaving the club, and I’ve got no problem with you.” She pulled her hands out of his tight grip, wrapping them around his neck. “I love you, Weasel. I trust you. The club has been your life for so long that it’s a part of you. Take that away, and you’re not the man I married. So I’ll be a little jealous, a little crazy from time to time.” She shrugged. “It’ll keep life interesting.” She ran her hand down his body, going down to his rock-hard dick. “And maybe I’ll fuck you just a little bit harder.”

He couldn’t take another moment. He turned her to the bed, pressed her down, and sank to his knees on the floor.

“Weasel, what are you doing?”

“I’ve got to taste you. We can go out and mingle but first, I need to taste you.” He moved her dress out of the way, pushing up to around her waist. All the time she was giggling as if it was the funniest thing she had heard all day.

Ignoring her laughter, he spread her thighs and tongued her beautiful pussy. Sliding two fingers inside her pussy, he felt how wet she was.

She cried out his name, and he continued to play with her, wanting her so badly but knowing he’d have to wait.

They had an entire lifetime together. All he wanted right now was a taste of her. Using his tongue and fingers, he brought her to orgasm that had her screaming his name. He licked her pretty pussy, swallowing down her cream. Only when she asked him to stop did he. Her entire body shook from the onslaught of pleasure.

She cupped his face, kissing him back. “I don’t want to go back down there.”

“We’ve got guests,” he said, using her own words against her.

“I don’t give a fuck. They’re family, and knowing them the way I do, we’re not even missed.”

She pulled him down to the bed and attacked his pants. He tore at her dress, and within a matter of minutes, he was inside her.

They both gasped as he filled her pussy.

“This is what I want for the rest of my life, Renee. No woman could ever compare to you.”

The smile on her lips let him know that his words meant everything to her.