The preacher laughed as did everyone else around them. “Woman,” R.D. growled, but he took the ring off and read the inscription. Only submits to your Loving Demands.
His cock hardened, the wolf rose to the surface needing to claim his woman as he yanked her into his arms. “Always loving,” R.D. growled, covering her mouth with his, demandingly he slid his tongue into hers, tasting everything she had to give. Branding her, if it were possible, with his kiss.
“You have one hour to mingle before we leave here,” R.D. said as he broke the kiss and stepped aside for his brother, slipping his ring back on right before his father pulled him into a hug.
“Congrats, look who has joined us,” his father stepped aside.
“When did he arrive?” R.D. asked advancing, but his father latched onto his arm.
“Just got here and no, you are not even going down there. This one night you will be beside your wife and not allow one person to ruin this day for her. Plus, your grandfather is handling the problem,” Cole nodded to Hendrick who was making his way around several people before standing in front of the man and dragging him away from the party, but not before R.D. had seen the pistol he had tried to pull out.
“What’s wrong?” Jasmine asked, looking up at him, then out at the crowd, her hand moving into his and squeezing it.
“Nothing’s wrong. So, are you going to introduce us to your friends?” R.D. asked, smiling down at the woman who owned his heart.
“Of course, but be warned they might grill your butts. They are very protective of me, as I am with them,” Jasmine laughed when he and Logan moaned.
“Isn’t it bad enough we have our own father telling us he’ll kick our asses if we hurt you, but now we’re going to get it from your friends?” Logan leaned over and whispered. “I guess we’ll just have to take it out on you tonight, Princess.” He reached behind her and squeezed her ass.
***
Jasmine had never been hugged by so many in her life, and as she glanced over at the gift table, it would take her a year to open every single one of those boxes. With pieces of cake stuck in places it shouldn’t be, Jasmine once more took a damp cloth, trying to wipe some of the stickiness off her breast.
“Not to worry, we’ll lick it off of you in a few,” R.D. said as he scooped her up into his arms, heading towards the house.
“Don’t you think it’s rude to leave so soon?” she teased and he growled at the same time Logan did.
“NO! You have teased us enough,” he stomped up the stairs to their private wing where Logan threw open the door to a suite that she hadn’t seen.
“Damn,” she mumbled as he lowered her to the floor. Candles and flowers were everywhere, but what had her staring was the massive four poster bed with hand carved posts, and silk curtains to slide back and forth to give the privacy one would need.
“Let’s get this off of you, Princess. I want to touch you,” Logan mumbled, messing with the lace.
“Wait! I have something for you both,” she spun away from them looking around the room. “Now where did she put it?” In the corner facing the wall was the picture she wanted them to have.
“Now don’t flip out, but when we were in France the three of us treated ourselves… Of course no one saw them, we promised only to reveal them when we got married. Even mom does not know what she put in here,” Jasmine said, lifting up a paper wrapped large painting and handing it over to R.D. who gave her a look.
He carefully unwrapped it and sucked in his breath. “We each got nudes done. Well, what do you think?”
“Strip, now,” R.D. growled his eyes glowing, as were Logan’s.
“You don’t like my wedding present to you?” she stepped back as Logan advanced on her while R.D. set the painting down and started to strip out of his suit.
“It’s stunning, but where do you suggest we hang it?” R.D. ripped off his shirt, buttons popping off in all directions as it fell to the floor.
“Maybe in here,” she squeaked hitting the back of the bed, falling backwards.
Logan reached over grabbing her by the hips, flipping her onto her stomach. “Hold still while I unlace you. I know you don’t want this dress ripped, and you want to save it for our daughter. Even though I think all boys would be better,” he mumbled.
“Just for that I’m giving you six girls,” Jasmine teased as he helped her out of her dress.
“And I’ll build a fortress to keep them all locked up along with their mother,” R.D. snarled as one of his clawed fingers cut the side of her panties.
“Hey, those were new,” she tried to push him back, but nothing worked, as he reached for the other side and ripped them off, leaving her naked in front of them.
“Beautiful,” Logan ran his fingers on the top of her breast. “Look at how well you respond to our touch.” Her nipples grew hard and Jasmine’s legs shook.
“I’ve been waiting too long for this night,” he bit down on her shoulder from behind, rubbing his hard cock against her ass. “On the bed, Princess, and open for me. I don’t want to hurt you. You’re still healing, but we need to seal our bond tonight before we mate in wolf form.”
“Well jeez, didn’t that sound romantic?” she frowned at him, turning around to stare up at him.
R.D. gripped her arms, as his gaze heated. “You’re still healing Jasmine. I’m trying not to be too rough with you when all I want to do is mount you and take you like the beast inside me demands I
