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I rest a hand on Omen’s chest as he wraps his arms around my body and holds me tight. He lowers his head until our lips are pressed together before dipping me back and deepening our kiss. For several minutes, the world fades to nothing but the two of us. It’s not until the catcalls and clapping invade our bubble that Omen stands me back up and pulls his lips from mine. We turn to find everyone here for us today standing on their feet with smiles on their faces. No one looks happier than Marie, Rooster, and my aunt as I look at each of them before Omen is lifting me in his arms and carrying me down the aisle back toward the clubhouse telling me he needs a minute. I’m down for whatever he wants right now because I’m completely in love with this man.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Omen

TAKING MY BRIDE intothe clubhouse, I stop as soon as the door closes and let Oaklynn slide down my body. She trembles when she feels my hard cock press against her stomach as I lean down and kiss her deeply once more. My arms are wrapped tight around her body as she melts into me. For what feels like an eternity, there’s nothing else in the world but the two of us. My parents and her aunt will watch over Amanda as I have a few minutes of time with Oaklynn without anyone else around. No, I’m not gonna fuck her right now because I want to slowly peel her dress of her sexy body and kiss every inch of her skin before worshipping her like the fucking queen she is. Oaklynn deserves me to take my time with her and not have some rushed fuck in the clubhouse after we just got married. She deserves the entire world and I plan on giving it to her in any way I can. Both of my girls deserve the very best and they’ll never have to worry about me walking away from them.

When we finally break apart, both of us are breathing heavily as Oaklynn looks up at me through hooded eyes. I reach between the two of us and adjust my cock in my jeans so I’m a little more comfortable.

“I love you, Baby Girl. Tonight is all about us and I know you want your parents here on our special day. If I could make it happen, I would in a heartbeat,” I tell her as her chin wobbles in emotion and tears fill her eyes.

“I know you would, Kellan. That’s one of the many reasons I love you. You’re such a good dad to our daughter and I know when she gets old enough to date, no one will ever measure up to you and the love you have for her. She’ll see how a man is supposed to treat his woman and won’t take any shit because you’ll make her a little badass who can protect herself. She’s already a daddy’s girl and loves her Papa more than anything. Between the two of you, our children will always know love, support, strength, and have someone they can always come to no matter what’s going on. I love you,” she says, making my heart swell in my chest because she’s being completely open and honest with me and this is how she truly feels. No one has ever loved me the way Oaklynn does and now I know I’ve been waiting for her my entire life and had no clue.

We take a few more minutes to just be alone together before heading outside to join everyone for our reception. The ol’ ladies and Oaklynn have gone above and beyond for our day and ensured every decoration and detail was gone over with a fine tooth comb. This is what my wife wants for her wedding and I’m glad to give it to her. The only thing missing is the one thing I can’t give her—her parents and uncle being here to celebrate with us. I’m glad her aunt made the trip here though. Oaklynn needs her in her corner and I can’t wait to spend the next few days with her until she heads back home where she’s slowly rebuilding her life after losing her husband.

With Oaklynn’s hand in mine, we make our way out back and stop to talk to everyone for a few minutes as they offer their congratulations and give us words of wisdom from the few who are married and in love with their significant other. Oaklynn truly shines as she listens and thanks each person as we slowly make our way to the table at the front where the rest of our wedding party is already waiting for us. Music plays softly in the background as we finally get to our table and I pull out Oaklynn’s chair before pushing it closer to the table once she’s sitting comfortably. Taking my seat next to her, I rest my hand on her back, feeling her soft skin under my calloused hand as I rub my fingers back and forth.

The tables are draped in white table cloths with dark blue and silver ribbons tied to each chair. A small bouquet of wildflowers with lilacs sit in the center of each table. Oaklynn wanted to have lilacs included in her flowers and the centerpieces because they were her mom’s favorite flower. She told me about the trees her dad planted at their home and how it’s one of the things she missed the most when she had to move with her aunt and uncle. For the food, Oaklynn wanted to keep everything simple and things she knew everyone would enjoy. We’re basically having a huge barbeque with all the sides you could ever want. The only thing she didn’t want to do is have everyone serve themselves buffet style. So, the Prospects are bringing out the plates the catering company fills and making sure we all have everything we want.

The Prospects are walking from one table to the next, delivering food and drinks to our wedding guests. They’ll eat once everyone is served because that’s what Oaklynn wants. They have a table to themselves because she wants to ensure they all know they’re part of our day even if they have to work every now and then. The only Slayer Slit here today is CeCe because my wife is close to her and there’s no way she wouldn’t be included in our day. Yes, it made the rest of the girls pissed the fuck off. Oaklynn quickly put a stop to their bitching though. I laugh to myself as I remember walking into the clubhouse to find Oaklynn in a standoff with the girls.

Walking through the door of the clubhouse, I can already hear one of the girls shouting. My eyes take in the scene in front of me as my dad, Homicide, Grudge, and Brick all come to a stop to see what’s about to happen. Oaklynn is standing in front of the Slayer Slits as they surround her with pissed off expressions on their faces.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? You come in here and take Omen from us, get two of the girls kicked out for no reason, and now CeCe is the only one who is allowed to attend the wedding and reception while the rest of us will be taken off the compound and put in a hotel for the night? I know you’re the one who made that decision only you’re not thinking about the single men here,” the skank directly in front of Oaklynn states, her voice hard and cold as she glares at my fiancé.

“First of all, those two skanks got kicked out all on their own. They attacked me while I was pregnant and that’s not something any of the men in this club will tolerate for any reason. Then they attacked me again and made me go into labor early with Omen’s daughter. Until he made the decision to be with me, Omen was more than welcome to fuck each and every one of you. It’s not because of me that he chose not to touch your slutty asses. Most of you are washed up and I’m sure most of the guys here are getting sick of your petty bullshit. They’re men and have the right to sit in the clubhouse without you pawing all over them because you’re desperate pieces of shit.

“As far as who I am, that’s easy. I’m Oaklynn. I’m the mom to Omen’s daughter and his ol’ lady. Soon, I’ll be his wife. No, that doesn’t mean I’m any better than any of you as a human. In this world, yes I am higher ranked than you are and you all knew that when you walked through the door and decided to become a Slayer Slit. Any ol’ lady will always be held in higher regard than you. That’s your decision to make. And I didn’t make the decision to send the rest of you to a hotel for the night of our wedding. I don’t know who made the call, but it wasn’t me. No, I don’t want to deal with you because most of you are complete bitches who believe the world should fall at your feet instead of working with us like CeCe and one or two others. Again, your decision to make and it’s not a wise one. The guys see and hear everything. So, I suggest you all get the fuck away from me and deal with the situation like adults instead of whining like a little bitch,” Oaklynn states, never taking her eyes off the skank standing in front of her.

No one else says a word as I make my presence known by walking through the circle of girls to pull Oaklynn into my arms. I kiss the life out of her in front of everyone This woman fucking slays me every damn day. I never know what the fuck to expect when she’s around. When I pull my mouth from Oaklynn’s, I turn to face the girls.

“If you wanna know who decided to send all of you away, it was me. I don’t fuckin’ want any of you here. Oaklynn didn’t find out about it until after I brought it up in church and the vote didn’t go in your favor. Every man here knows that you won’t be around and will make other arrangements for the night. CeCe is invited to stay for our day because she’s taken the time to help Oaklynn and actually talk to her as a person. Not as someone who came in to take somethin’ from them. I am not your fuckin’ possession, I’m a man with my own thoughts and feelings. All of us are. The sooner you realize that shit, the better off you’ll be. We’re all sick of your shit and some of you should be very worried about remainin’ here long-term,” I growl out as the faces of several girls pale while staring at me.

Taking Oaklynn’s hand in mine, I lead her up to our room where our daughter is taking her nap. I hear my dad going off on the girls as I shut the door and know this isn’t ending with this little confrontation. We’ll be discussing this in church once things settle down.

We eat while talking to everyone at our table. Amanda is in a playpen sleeping behind us and I turn in my seat to keep a close eye on her. Sam is in there with her as they both sleep soundly despite the conversations, laughter, and everyone around the yard.

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