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She nods and crawls back onto the bed, and I follow her. I settle between her legs and line myself up. When I push inside her, we both groan. She's so tight, so wet, that I have to go slow or I'm going to lose it.

“Frost,” she whispers, her hands on my shoulders. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” I kiss her, slow and deep, as I start to move. “So, fucking much.”

I take my time as I savor every thrust, every moan, and every time she clenches around me. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper, and I can feel her getting close again.

“Come for me,” I demand in her ear. “I wanna feel you come on my cock.”

She doesn’t need to be told twice. Her whole body arches off the bed, and her nails dig into my back. I don't stop, don't slow down, and within seconds she comes again, her pussy clenches around me so tight I can barely move.

“Fuck,” I growl, pulling out. “On your knees, baby.”

She flips over and rises up on her hands and knees. The sight of her ass in the air, looking back at me over her shoulder, nearly makes me come right there. I grip her hips, line myself up, and slam into her. She cries out as I set a brutal pace. I fuck her hard and fast. The angle is perfect, hitting that spot deep inside her, and she moans with every thrust.

“Yes,” she gasps. “Frost, yes, don't stop.”

I slip my hand down and rub circles on her clit. She screams my name as she comes one last time. I don’t hold back. I lose it. I bury myself deep inside her, filling her with my seed. My whole body shakes with the force behind it.

We both collapse onto the bed, breathing hard, our bodies slick with sweat. I pull her into my arms, and she curls against my chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin.

“That was...” She trails off, laughing softly.

“Yeah,” I agree and kiss the top of her head.

“I can't believe how perfect everything turned out.”

“Me neither.” I tighten my arms around her. “After this morning, I thought we were fucked.”

“Amy saved the day,” she says. “And Vegas. Both clubs, really. They all came through for us.”

“They did.” I think about the clubhouse and how everyone worked hard to transform it into something beautiful. How House officiated, Chaos making everyone laugh, Eagle, Hawk, and all my brothers showing up. “We're lucky, Hope, to have that kind of family.”

“We are,” she agrees. “I never thought I'd have this, a huge welcoming family and a man like you.”

“Another good thing…” My voice trails off.

“Yes?”

“I’ll never forget our anniversary.”

Hope’s body shakes from laughter. “You better not, mister.”

“Why do you think I suggested Valentine’s Day?”

Hope smacks my chest. “No, you did not. Did you really pick Valentine’s Day so you wouldn’t forget our anniversary?”

“No,” I admit. “But it is an added bonus.”

As I lie here, holding my wife, I know, without a doubt, this is only the beginning.