Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

412. Olivia - Wedding night I

The wedding party lasted the entire day. I don't remember a time when I laughed and danced as much as today. I didn't even mind being the center of attention for an entire day, not when I got to spend such joyous moments with people who truly care about me. No wonder women always say that weddings are special.

We held the wedding and the party at the lake because we wanted something simple and intimate. I've never liked big parties, so we only invited the most intimate friends and family. There was Jasper's father and some aunts and uncles, Rin and his blood-brothers, four Lords from Russia, Steven-who got really close to Rin after his blood-brothers' death-and lastly Angel and her husbands. They even brought their daughter, Sofia, with them. Sofia is one of the cutest babies I have ever seen.

By the time the last guests leave, Spencer is already asleep at his grandparents' house. Mom and Dad-I still can't believe that the people who I thought were my grandparents were actually my biological parents-had their new home installed about two weeks ago. They made sure Spencer and the baby-we have yet to find out the gender-each have a room in their house. I couldn't ask for better parents.

A short honeymoon is planned for after the Piercing Ceremony, which will take place in a couple of days. For now, we have retired to our home to spend our first night together as newlyweds.

I step on the porch and I'm about to open the door when Tyson stops me.

"We have to carry you inside," he says. "We can't skip such an important tradition."

I almost roll my eyes because my husbands drank a little too much, and the only thing they will manage is to fall with me the moment we step over the threshold.

I pat Tyson's arm. "We can all pretend you carried me inside."

Rueben rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet. Sometime, during the last dance, he lost his shoes. If you ask me, I'm sure Juniper stole them, just like she did with the rings, which we retrieved before she ate them, but the shoes are a lost

cause.

"That's not the point," Rueben slurs a bit.

"You are drunk," I point out.

He leans forward and kisses me. His tongue licks the seam of my lips, seeking permission to enter as if he needs it. I open my mouth enough to have his tongue spear inside. He tastes like the wine he had earlier. "Yes. Drunk on love," he murmurs against my lips. "Tyson, open the door."

Before I can protest, Rueben lifts me up in his arms, bridal-style, and starts walking. Mose and Jasper grab my feet while Ansel and Tyson open the door.

I stay still since it's futile to fight them.

trip, causing the others to fall. I land on my ass with Rueben's

"Olivia!" Tyson cries out.

laughing. "I told you so," I tease

me up.

than fine," I assure

thing no one got seriously hurt," Mose exhales

being on my feet almost the entire day, the pain

I rub my ankles.

Each grabs one of my

"That

my wedding dress, working

as his

want. It's the same thing that's on my mind:

of eyes

our

They do so.

heart made from rose petals is on the bed, and

he's so irresponsible as to leave them on with no one in here. Talk about a disaster

four extra years for you to become my wife," Tyson says. "Do you have any

but this is

glad I didn't get married at eighteen. Even with everything happening, I was too immature to be someone's wife. But

I say, "Better late than

as they walk in circles

to see what they will do to me. Wanting them to fuck me until all I

walking, circling me with their

his breath sending a shiver down my spine as he says into my ear, "We already consummated the marriage—many times now. Even if you weren't legally our wife,

my lips. Tonight will be my ending and