Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos

The wedding party lasted the entire day. I don't remember a time when I laughed and danced as much as today. I didn't even mind being the center of attention for an entire day, not when I got to spend such joyous moments with people who truly care about me. No wonder women always say that weddings are special.

We held the wedding and the party at the lake because we wanted something simple and intimate. I've never liked big parties, so we only invited the most intimate friends and family. There was Jasper's father and some aunts and uncles, Rin and his blood-brothers, four Lords from Russia, Steven-who got really close to Rin after his blood-brothers' death-and lastly Angel and her husbands. They even brought their daughter, Sofia, with them. Sofia is one of the cutest babies I have ever seen.

By the time the last guests leave, Spencer is already asleep at his grandparents' house. Mom and Dad-I still can't believe that the people who I thought were my grandparents were actually my biological parents-had their new home installed about two weeks ago. They made sure Spencer and the baby-we have yet to find out the gender-each have a room in their house. I couldn't ask for better parents.

A short honeymoon is planned for after the Piercing Ceremony, which will take place in a couple of days. For now, we have retired to our home to spend our first night together as newlyweds.

I step on the porch and I'm about to open the door when Tyson stops me.

"We have to carry you inside," he says. "We can't skip such an important tradition."

I almost roll my eyes because my husbands drank a little too much, and the only thing they will manage is to fall with me the moment we step over the threshold.

I pat Tyson's arm. "We can all pretend you carried me inside."

Rueben rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet. Sometime, during the last dance, he lost his shoes. If you ask me, I'm sure Juniper stole them, just like she did with the rings, which we retrieved before she ate them, but the shoes are a lost

cause.

"That's not the point," Rueben slurs a bit.

"You are drunk," I point out.

He leans forward and kisses me. His tongue licks the seam of my lips, seeking permission to enter as if he needs it. I open my mouth enough to have his tongue spear inside. He tastes like the wine he had earlier. "Yes. Drunk on love," he murmurs against my lips. "Tyson, open the door."

Before I can protest, Rueben lifts me up in his arms, bridal-style, and starts walking. Mose and Jasper grab my feet while Ansel and Tyson open the door.

I stay still since it's futile to fight them.

At the door, Mose and Jasper trip, causing the others to fall. I land on my ass with Rueben's face buried between my tits.

"Olivia!" Tyson cries out.

I lay on the floor and start laughing. "I told you so," I tease them.

Jasper and Tyson help me up. "Are you hurt?" Jasper asks.

"I'm more than fine," I assure him.

"Good thing no one got seriously hurt," Mose exhales loudly.

I go to sit on the couch and take my high heels off. After being on my feet almost the entire day, the pain in my legs is killing me.

I rub my ankles.

Mose and Ansel kneel in front of me. Each grabs one of my feet and massages it.

"Oh," I moan. "That feels so good."

Their hands travel beneath my wedding dress, working on my stiff muscles.

"Beautiful," Mose rasps as his fingers brush against my knee.

I know what they want. It's the same thing that's on my mind: a long, steamy, and passionate night.novelbin

Five pairs of eyes watch me hungrily.

"Take me to our room," I whisper.

They do so.

A heart made from rose petals is on the bed, and candles are lit around the room.

Once upon a time, Tyson used to be romantic, but I don't think this setting is his doing, especially the candles. I don't think he's so irresponsible as to leave them on with no one in here. Talk about a disaster just waiting to happen. The guys have me stand in the middle of the room.

"It took four extra years for you to become my wife," Tyson says. "Do you have any idea how eternal the years without you felt?"

It wasn't easy for me, either, but this is not the time to talk about the past.

While I don't say it out loud, I am glad I didn't get married at eighteen. Even with everything happening, I was too immature to be someone's wife. But now, at twenty-two, it's different. I am not so quick to make rash decisions. I also learned to listen.

My voice quivers as I say, "Better late than never."

Their fingers brush against my skin as they walk in circles around me.

Desire and need surges through me. I try to keep calm, waiting to see what they will do to me. Wanting them to fuck me until all I can remember is their touch and love.

They stop walking, circling me with their big bodies.

Tyson is behind me, his breath sending a shiver down my spine as he says into my ear, "We already consummated the marriage—many times now. Even if you weren't legally our wife, you were still ours from the moment you bonded with me. We even got you pregnant. But that won't stop us from making you ours time and time again."

I lick my lips. Tonight will be my ending and my new beginning.

Rueben is in front of me, his eyes glowing red in the dim light. His gaze is fixed on my tits. I deliberately wore a wedding dress that accentuated my cleavage, knowing that would drive my husbands to the edge of madness. Rueben runs his palms along the inside of my tits. His touch is light, but it still makes me moan softly. "No matter how many times we are inside you, it's never enough. The thought of fucking you consumes us day and night." I love how obsessed they are with me.

Jasper presses his lips to my neck. "Tonight, we won't be humans. We will be just like the demons that live under our skin and devour every inch of your body."

A whimper leaves me. I need them so much.

Ansel grabs my bun and forces me to meet his gaze. "By the time we are done with you, you won't be able to stand."

*Yes, please.*

Mose chuckles. "Do you hear how needy she is?"

Did I say that out loud?

Rueben licks the valley between my breasts. "Don't worry, Baby. We'll take care of you all night long."

Tyson starts undoing the tiny buttons at the back of the dress.

"You deliberately put this dress on to drive us crazy, didn't you, wife?" Tyson rasps.

I don't reply, not wanting to admit how much I enjoy making them lose control.

Tyson's fingers continue to undo buttons.

"She wrapped herself up like a present," Jasper says. "The best part of unwrapping our gift is leaving her bare before our very eyes.'

When the front part of the dress is loose enough for hands to slip under the fabric, Rueben reveals my bra. His big palms cup my tits over the lace, the pads of his thumbs caressing me. "So beautiful, Baby. In a few days, our piercings will adorn your body." His head dips until his lips almost touch my sensitive flesh. "Who would have thought that one day you would become my wife," he murmurs before blowing cold air onto my nipples. "My only regret is that I lost so much time hating you instead of loving you."