Page 40 of Devil's Valentine

I guess it doesn’t matter now because it all happened the way it should have.

I’m in love and now engaged to be married. I’ve been connected with brothers I never knew I had, brothers who are now safe. The future won’t always be easy, but it’ll be filled with love and family.

“Sugar,” Dean leans down, his lips brushing against my earlobe and causing me to shiver, “the boys are occupied at the moment.”

I look up at him and arch an eyebrow. “Oh?”

He makes a humming sound before gripping my hand and pulling me along after him. If anyone notices him taking me to his room in the clubhouse, I don’t even care.

The moment we’re inside, he grips my thighs, picks me up and slams me back against the door. He growls against my lips, “This is going to be hard and fast, Sugar, but I can’t go another second not being buried inside of you now that you have my ring on your finger.”

He pulls my panties to the side, my dress rucking up around my hips, and slams into me. He captures the scream with his mouth, swallowing it down as he sets a punishing pace. All I can do is hold on to his shoulders and fall into the pleasure I always experience with this man.

It’s exactly what he said it was going to be—hard and fast. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

EPILOGUE

ONE YEAR LATER

SCARLETT

Even though Dean has grumbled for the last year that he didn’t want to wait so long to marry me, I didn’t want to rush anything. Now, the day is here and I’m standing at the end of the aisle and looking out over the perfect, romantic fantasyland that’s been created behind the clubhouse of the DSMC. When I look up at Lucifer, he’s already looking at me and winks.

I’ve never known my dad and I never missed him. Even after Malcolm and Ezekiel came into my life, I had no interest in meeting the man who donated his sperm to the cause of giving me life.

He wasn’t worth my time when I was growing up and he sure as fuck wasn’t worth my time after finding out the way he tortured my brothers. I’m glad I never met him. If I had, after learning about the way he treated my boys, I’m not sure if I couldhave gotten away with the pain I would have inflicted.

At first, when planning today, I thought about just walking myself down the aisle. But then I realized with Gallows being the officiant, a certain President would be available for the job. If he wanted it, of course.

I’ll never say it out loud, but I think I might have seen tears in Lucifer’s eyes when I asked him to walk me down the aisle.

I give his arm a squeeze before rising on my tiptoes and kissing his cheek. “Thank you for being at my side for this,” I murmur.

Those glassy eyes are back, but then he blinks, and they’re gone. “No where else I’d rather be,” his voice is rough as he pats my hand and tucks it a little more into his arm.

If he’s worried about me running, he doesn’t have to.

I’ve been ready to marry my man for the last year. I wasn’t afraid of rushing into anything, not really. We’re going to be together for the rest of our lives. Marrying him is nice and I’m excited about it, I was his the moment I met him. His property cut and the ring are formalities in my heart.

What held me back was my boys. I wanted to make sure they could feel the stability of this life under their feet. I wanted them to know, without a doubt, that they now have family at their backs.

Now, I’m sure they know exactly how loved they are. I’ve seen them come out of their shells in the last year and it is glorious to watch.

Malcolm, who was stoic and straight faced at first, has become a jokester. Making others laugh and putting them atease comes naturally to him. He loves being the center of attention.

Ezekiel has learned to channel is energy. Not only does he still love to bake with me, but he loves joining Billy, now Gears, at the New Orlean’s branch of Devil’s Wheels. It opened a few months ago and I can’t help but smile every time I think about it.

Billy was nervous to take the idea to the club, but he shouldn’t have been. There were no hard feelings about his mistake, not after he worked to show the brothers that I wouldn’t happen again. Once Billy was patched in, he worked with Loot as the Treasurer and the rest of the ranked members to get Devil’s Wheels off the ground. They modeled it after Seattle’s shop, and it’s been doing really well.

I’m proud of my friend. Hell, I’m proud of my family.

I look at the end of the aisle and my nipples harden; nipple covers are a godsend is all I can say. My man is looking mighty fine in some dark wash jeans, a black button-up, and his cut. My brothers are standing next to him as his joint best man and dressed the same way. I know, without them needing to turn around, that the backs of their cuts say ‘Family of Frenzy’.

After today our next step is to officially adopt the boys. Angie says it’s possible now and I’m ready. They are too.

I’m sure the smile on my face is wide and goofy, but I don’t care. It takes considerable effort not to haul Lucifer down the aisle much faster than the pace he’s walking at. He chuckles next to me, and I have to stop myself from huffing in frustration by taking a deep breath.

“Don’t rush it,” he murmurs. “Enjoy it.”

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