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The day dawned beautiful, with clear blue skies. Gen spent the night at her brother’s house, sleeping in Cassie’s bed, since Cassie was in the big bed with her three men.
Frisco fixed her a huge breakfast when she awoke, and Gen watched out the window as the giant white cloth canopies were erected for the reception. She was having the food catered, and had hired a wedding planner to take care of all of the minutiae. Pebbles had taken over most of the work with the planner, which was fine with Gen because Pebbles had excellent taste.
The morning was a whirlwind, with Cassie, Bethany, and Pebbles keeping her occupied as they helped her get ready.
She knew they were getting close on time when she heard what sounded like hundreds of Harley’s make their way down Frisco’s driveway. They’d only invited around fifty bikers, but they must’ve all come together.
Gen wore a tea-length couture hand-beaded dress, with Valentino crystal-and-lace heels. Duke and Brain wore their leather vests with the cut over their tuxedos, and Gen had gone to great lengths to get it exactly right, so it was dressy and yet still Duke, without looking ridiculous.
Bethany was also in couture, a tea-length simple, cream dress. With her red hair and curves, Bethany rocked the look.
“I am so happy for you,” Bethany told her as they stood just inside Frisco’s front door, ready to walk out for the ceremony. “You finally found someone worthy of your love, Gen. Take care of him.”
“As much as I didn’t want the two of you together at first,” Frisco agreed, “he’s good for you. I’ve never seen you so happy, but I still can’t believe you asked me to give you away.”
Gen laughed and hugged her big brother, and then prepared to walk to Duke as she heard the music start to play.
Chapter Forty
Duke had refused to tell Gen where he was taking her for their honeymoon, he’d only told her to pack for the tropics.
When they landed on Key West, he grinned and said, “It’s as close as I could get, and still carry my gun.”
She rolled her eyes, but smiled when he showed her the paperwork with her gun listed as being in their checked luggage, as well.
“You didn’t even bring your cut, Duke. No one’s gonna cause problems on our honeymoon!”
“And if they do, they’ll wish they hadn’t. Come on, Beautiful, it’s way past time I buried my cock in my new wife.”
Gen blushed, as she always did, but let him lead her out of the airport and into a cab.
Duke had rented an adorable house on the beach, and she let him carry their luggage in while she took her shoes off and ran down to the water, lifting her sundress so it wouldn’t get wet as the waves rolled in.
She laughed as she noted Duke only walked to the edge of the wet sand, watching her play in the water with a smile on his face.
“I hope you brought a bathing suit, because I wanna play! Let’s go get changed!”
Duke shook his head. “You, naked in the house, first. And when I’m done playing with your body, we can play in the ocean.”
Gen’s insides heated as she saw Duke’s wolf looking out of his eyes, and she walked to him with a nod.
He stroked her cheek, ran his thumb over her lower lip, and said, “Open.”
She let her lips part, her gaze locked with Duke’s as his head angled and came towards her, so slow, so controlled.
When the kiss ended, Gen’s heart beat like it was trying to escape from her chest, and she leaned into him for support. “God, Duke. Just like that, I want you so bad. No one’s ever made me feel this way.”
“And no one else will. C’mon, Beautiful. Time for me to officially make you my wife.”
When they made it to the bedroom, Duke unzipped the suitcase as he said, “Take your dress off, Beautiful. Make it good for me.”
Gen turned sideways as she pulled the fabric over her head, and then wrapped her arms around her breasts before turning to him, leaning forward a little as she slowly moved her arms out of the way. She’d bought a matching panty and bra set, more lace than silk, and it appeared both Duke and his wolf liked what they saw.
“Mmmm, I think we’ll keep those on for a bit. Bend over the bed, Beautiful. I’ll be right back, and I want to see your ass spread and waiting for me, when I return.”
Just the act of bending over and spreading her feet wide had her wanting to reach down and play with herself, but she reached her arms over her head, as she knew Duke liked to see her all spread out and vulnerable, waiting for him.
She felt the vibrations of his growl, more than she heard it, as he stepped back into the room.
“Love having you spread for me. Knowing I’m the only one who’s had this view, the only one you’ll ever do this for.”