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Dominated (The Enforcers 2)

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Now the only eternity he contemplated was the eternity he planned to spend with his wife.

“Drake,” she whispered, tugging gently at his hand.

He frowned, sure this wasn’t part of the ceremony. She smiled up at him, taking his breath completely away.

“The minister is waiting,” she continued whispering.

Ah fuck. He’d been so immersed in staring at her, taking in what belonged to him and thanking God for it that he’d just stood there like some gawking fool instead of proceeding with the ceremony. Oh well. Who could blame him? He was marrying the sweetest, most beautiful woman—inside and out—in the world. If that didn’t warrant a few moments of staring while flabbergasted, what did?

“Can’t have that,” he murmured, tightening his hold on her hand. Then he lifted her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm, knowing that this too wasn’t part of the planned ceremony. “I love you, Angel. I love you so damn much. Thank you for loving me.”

Evangeline’s smile warmed him to his toes. She didn’t look terribly upset over his breach in etiquette, or that the minister stood waiting, amused exasperation in his eyes.

“I love you too, Drake. Now don’t you think we’ve waited long enough? It’s time for us to get married.”

Hell yes it was. The longer he held things up, the longer it would be before he had her in their honeymoon suite making love to her until they both went blind.

As if sensing the direction of his thoughts, she grinned, mischief flashing in her eyes. Dear God, he suddenly had no clue or remembrance of anything having to do with the actual details of the ceremony and they’d even gone through a fucking rehearsal the night before, of all things. As if he needed coaching on how to make the woman he loved his! Only now his mind was consumed with only images of Evangeline—his wife—in his arms, in his bed, wrapped sweetly around him while he made love to her as many times as humanly possible. And even after he’d exhausted them both, he’d still be thinking about making love to her and plotting the next moment when he slid into her welcoming body. Hell, he just might spend the rest of his life with his dick as far inside her sweetness as he could go. He could certainly think of worse ways to spend what years he had left on this earth.

He’d never believed in heaven and hell but in short order Evangeline had made him keenly aware of both. Because when he was with her? Heaven. Absolute heaven. And without her . . . the very worst sort of hell. And well, if he had heaven to look forward to with Evangeline after their last day on earth? He suddenly didn’t mind the idea at all.

Heaven was where angels came from and Evangeline was the sweetest of all angels. He wasn’t a worthy man nor had he done anything to deserve redemption or even a glimpse of heaven and yet in Evangeline’s arms, he’d been closer than any man could ever hope to get to such goodness.

Once more Evangeline tugged at his hand and he shook himself from his silent perusal of his angel, blinking in confusion. Laughter glittered in her eyes as though she were enjoying a joke at his expense.

“I think this is where you kiss me,” she whispered.

Kiss her? They’d already gotten to the best part of the whole damn thing? Oh hell yeah. Kissing her he could definitely do. Something he planned to do a lot of. Next to the part where the minister declared them man and wife, kissing her was the best part of the ceremony.

With infinite reverence, he ran his fingers and palms down her face, caressing her pink cheeks, touching the fullness of her lips until he cupped her chin in his hand and then he leaned down to capture her mouth, shivering when she gave a breathy sigh of contentment.

No matter how often he kissed her—and he’d done little else since having her back—it was still like the first time all over again. Never would he get enough of her touch. Her warmth and her love.

His kiss deepened until he felt her lean fully into him, completely surrendering to his need to be as close to her as possible. Around him, seemingly a great distance away, he heard sounds of amusement, laughter, even teasing but he didn’t give a damn. Not when he had what he loved most in his arms.

And if he wasn’t mistaken and he had indeed paid correct attention to the trial run from the night before, kissing his bride came after the minister declared them man and wife. Which meant he was kissing his wife. His angel. The mother of his child and of the many children he’d promised to give her in the future.


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