Page 36 of Protected by the Sheriff (Magnolia Falls #2)
Olivia
M ason is acting strangely. He’s excited but really fidgety and pacing around as I get dressed to go out.
I don’t know what his plans are, but I wear the best dress and heels I have, curl my hair, and go extra wild on the makeup because it’s like armor to me.
I like it. It makes me feel pretty, and I’ve found lately, it really helps me put on a happy face to go out in public, especially when I’m struggling.
When we get in his truck and head to town, I expect he’s going to go to the steakhouse in the next town over, but that’s not what he does.
He pulls up in front of the courthouse, where I see his brother, his mother, my best friend, and my girls standing on the steps, all dressed up like they are going to church.
“What’s going on, Mason?”
Mason turns and takes my hands into his while kissing the back of one. “We are getting married, if you will still have me.”
“Now?” My eyes grow wide.
“You said you wanted to get married, and I was not looking a gift horse in the mouth, woman.”
A wide smile stretches across my face and this time it’s real and not fake at all. “Yes, I will have you for the rest of my life, Mason Walker.”
All I need is Mason and our baby. The man is a force to be reckoned with, and I never stood a chance of resisting him. I’m glad he won’t let me go and can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.
After hugging Savannah and Kate, while Mason shakes Declan’s hand and gives him a brotherly hug, we all march into the courthouse. Mason has asked a judge friend of his to marry us.
Judge Monroe is an older man who has a warm, friendly smile, and he shakes Mason’s hand, congratulating him on finding such a wonderful woman to put up with him. This causes all of us to chuckle, and even Declan and Mason’s mom find it funny.
Kate steps forward, pulling a bouquet from her large shoulder bag. It’s gorgeous. Fragrant blue, white, and burgundy flowers fill the bouquet.
“Olivia, I’m so happy you are becoming my daughter-in-law officially, and I know you’ve had a hard time lately, but I’m here for you anytime you need me. I won’t be able to replace your mother, but I will do my best to help fill the void.”
My nose and throat burn with unshed tears. Kate’s standing in for my mom means the world to me. I pull the older lady into a hug. “Thank you, Kate. You’ve made me feel so welcome in your family, and I appreciate it.”
Savannah gives me something borrowed, which is a pair of earrings, and Piper loans me a necklace with a beautiful blue pendant.
Hadley gives me a hug, and I feel like I’ve finally found my place in the world.
These people are my home. They are my everything.
Judge Monroe clears his voice. “Let’s get started.”
Mason and I step in front of the judge, and we hold hands facing one another. As I look into his eyes, I feel such peace and love that tears of happiness well up in my eyes.
The judge continues, “Today we are gathered here, in the presence of family and friends, to join Mason Walker and Olivia Lane in holy matrimony. We celebrate their love, their commitment to one another, and the promise of a shared future. This joyous occasion marks the beginning of a new chapter in their lives, a journey they will embark on together, hand in hand, with hearts full of hope and love. We are here to witness and support them as they pledge their lives to one another, promising to cherish, respect, and love each other through all of life’s adventures. ”
Mason rubs his thumb across my hand, trying to soothe me because of the tears. I don’t think he realizes they are tears of joy, and I see a glint of nervousness in his eyes.
“Mason, please repeat after me. With this ring, I promise to support you, care for you, laugh with you, share in your burdens, be honest with you, and be faithful to you in all that we may face in the years ahead. I promise to love you with everything I have, from this day forward and beyond.”
Mason smiles as he repeats his vows and adds on a promise to go ring shopping as soon as we get a chance.
The judge turns to me and smiles softly.
“Olivia, please repeat after me. With this ring, I promise to love you and commit myself to you for the rest of my life. I promise to stand by your side, be there for you always, and to find laughter and joy, even in tough times. I promise to love and accept you just as you are and grow with you for every year to come.”
After I repeat my vows, Mason rubs the back of my hand with his thumb and gives me a sweet smile once more.
Then we turn and face Judge Monroe as he reads the rest of the vows.
“Do you, Mason, take Olivia to be your lawfully wedded wife? Will you honor and cherish her, continue to deepen your understanding of her, and treat her with love and compassion in joy and pain, sickness and health, and whatever life might throw your way?”
Mason smiles. “I do.”
“Do you, Olivia, take Mason to be your lawfully wedded husband? Will you honor and cherish him, continue to deepen your understanding of him, and treat him with love and compassion in joy and pain, sickness and health, and whatever life might throw your way?”
For the first time in years, I’m not scared of love. I’m excited to answer the question.
“I do,” I say, smiling at Mason.
“By the authority vested in me, and with the trust of you all here today, I now declare you joined in love. You may now kiss the bride.”
Mason’s hands grip my hips, yanking me flush against him, as his lips meet mine in an intense kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth while the joyful cheers and clapping of our friends and family echo around us.
“I love you, Olivia.”
“I love you so much, Mason.”
After hugging our family and saying goodbye, Mason tells me we aren’t going home. We are going into the larger town about thirty minutes away and spending the night at a hotel.
As we approach the hotel, I gasp in awe. “Mason, you didn’t have to spend so much money. We could have stayed at home tonight.”
“No, Liv. I can’t give you a nice honeymoon right now, but I damn sure can give you a night.”
When we reach the room and the door opens, tears well in my eyes at the sight of rose petals all over the bed.
Candles light up the room, and there are chocolate-covered strawberries on a table nearby.
It looks like champagne or wine is on ice, but when I move closer, I pick up the bottle to see its sparkling juice.
“Since you’re pregnant, I asked the hotel to replace the usual champagne with sparkling juice and arrange the candles and flower petals.”
“It’s beautiful. Thank you so much for being thoughtful and getting the juice for me.”
“Olivia, there’s absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
His lips meet mine, and he sweeps me into his arms, carrying me to a beautiful black iron bed, the sheets cool beneath me as he lays me down.
Then he lifts my arms above my head, restraining my wrists, and I hear a metallic clank followed by the icy touch of cold steel encircling one of my wrists.
The sharp click startles me as he closes cold metal around my wrist.
“What the hell is this, Mason?”
“Handcuffs, Crayola,” he answers matter-of-factly. “I’ve fantasized about cuffing you to my bed since I first laid eyes on you.”
“When I get loose, I’m going to kick your ass, Mason Walker.”
“Sexy wife. A woman who can kick my ass is a turn-on.” He smiles mischievously.
My face softens at hearing him call me wife. “I like the sound of that, husband.”
“Olivia Walker, you are the most beautiful wife in the world.”
“Now you’re just ass kissing.” I giggle. “You can unlock these handcuffs.”
“Be my good girl and I’ll let you go when I’m done,” Mason mocks with a smirk before his gaze turns predatory and he grabs my chin. “Who do you belong to, Olivia Walker?”
“You,” I whisper. His possessiveness sends a shiver through me.
Mason quickly removes my clothes, then with a tearing sound, he rips my dress and panties. “Spread your legs, Olivia, so I can see my perfect pussy.”
I spread them open as he climbs between my legs and starts sucking my clit. My back arches off the bed as I moan loudly.
When Mason stops, I look down between my spread legs and see him watching me. He uses his tongue to lick my slit and reaches up to pinch my nipple. Then he adds a finger and fucks me while licking and sucking my clit at the same time. I can’t contain the groan that escapes and my legs tremble.
“Mason, please let me come.”
“No, baby. Not yet. You are going to wait until your husband tells you to come.”
Frustration fuels my moans as I try to get friction by grinding myself against his face. When I get close to a release, Mason pulls his face away from my wet pussy.
He reaches up and cradles my stomach with his large hand. “I can’t wait to see your stomach swell and grow round with my child. I told you I was going to fuck my baby into you and now I can’t wait to see your body change because of me.”
His breeding kink has always turned me on in the bedroom, but I never took it seriously. Now that I know he was extremely serious about putting his baby inside of me, it makes my pussy quiver from the inside out.
Mason suddenly pulls away and climbs up until his lips meet mine. He devours my mouth, and I can taste myself on him. It’s not something I ever thought I would enjoy but somehow, it turns me on even more.
“I want to touch you, Mason.”
“You are at my mercy, wife,” he says as he notches his hard dick to my entrance and fully seats himself with one thrust. We both moan so loud I’m worried the people in the rooms next to us can hear, but we are both too far gone to care.
“My cum belongs inside of you and you aren’t going to waste a single drop.
” He pulls almost all the way out, only to thrust back in harder than before.
“I want to fill you, mark you, and claim you every day of our lives together. As soon as our baby is born, I’m going to fill you with my seed all over again. ”
As he continues to thrust inside me, my chest heaves with ragged breaths, and a soft moan escapes my lips.
“Take every inch of my cock. Do you feel how hard you make me?” The way he’s talking to me as he fucks me is turning me on even more. As he thrusts again, his mouth hovers above mine. “Come for me, wife.”
I’m hit with an orgasm so hard that my vision turns fuzzy and I have the biggest release of my life. My pussy pulses, squeezing his cock, and he follows me over the edge.
Mason collapses on top of me, holding his weight on both arms beside my head, and places kisses down the side of my neck.
“I love you, wife. You are my everything.”
“I love you, too, Mase,” I whisper.