Marrying Her: The Keeping Her Christmas Wedding (The Keeping Her Series Book 5) by Kelly Lucille Page A

claimed you two
fucking years ago, and I won’t let you go.”  He shoved both hands into her hair
and tightened his fingers until she could look at nothing but him.  “But it
means something to you.”  He turned his hand so she could see he held an engagement
ring between his fingers in her hair.  It looked like a round peachy-yellow
diamond at first glance, surrounded by a spiraling halo of white diamonds; set
in rose gold, it was both delicately feminine and original.  He heard her
intake of breath even as the tears hit her eyes.  “And you mean fucking
everything.”  He finished his words nearly garbled by the closeness of his
wolf.  “Say you’ll marry me, and I will break my back to make sure it’s
everything you want it to be.”
    Clytie was crying
outright now, he could hear her struggling to breath.  What she was not doing
was speaking the words he needed to hear.  “Am I going to have to fuck you into
submission?” he grumbled.
    She laughed through the
tears that did not seem to be stopping anytime soon.  He used both thumbs to
wipe her cheeks but they kept coming.  “Clytie,” he growled out a warning.  She
sniffled and then smiled so bright it nearly blinded him.
    “Yes,” she said simply.
    He narrowed his eyes.  “Yes,
you will marry me, or yes I need to fuck you into submission?”
    Clytie bit her smiling
lip, still sniffling a little, but he could see the happiness dancing in the
drowned green of her eyes, and the mischief.  “Yes.”  Then she licked her lips
and her eyes went to his mouth hovering so close and flashing heat.  “Yes,
please.”
    Demon growled one more
time and then fell on her like the starving man he was.  He pounded into her
tight sheath and took those salt-tinted lips, claiming his mate all over
again.  It was lucky that Clytie was already so close because he was not going
to last long.
    When he felt Clytie quake
and scream into his mouth, he thanked his fucking stars and let loose.  Then he
was shouting his own pleasure and she swallowed it down.
    They kissed and clung
while their bodies cooled and he held her as tight as he could get her, not
caring about the sweat that cooled on their slick skin or anything else.
    “Shit,” Demon said a while
later as something occurred to him and he pulled back.
    Clytie’s lip twitched.  “Always
such a romantic,” she murmured, kissing his jaw line as he turned to look
around them in the bed.  “What is it?”
    “I lost the fucking ring,”
he muttered.
    Clytie started laughing. 
He took a moment to glare at her briefly, then started shoving aside pillows
until he found it.  The small piece of expensive as fuck rose gold looked
ridiculous in his hands.  He moved back over until he fully covered the still
laughing Clytie.  He grabbed her left hand and yanked it up, shoving the ring
on the ring finger before he lost the thing again.  He heard Clytie stop
laughing, and felt her go still, but he was looking at the ring on her finger. 
His mark – for all to see, human or shifter.  Yeah, he fucking wanted that.  He
turned intent eyes to her face and found the tears had started up again.
    “That look,” she started
and had to swallow before she could continue.  She fingered the ring on her
hand, moving it to catch the light, and then her eyes went back to his.  Her
words as soft as the look she was giving him.  “This means something to you.”
    “My mark,” he growled
out.  The satisfaction in his voice was answer enough.
    She folded her ring hand
into a fist and tucked it close to her heart.  “I’ll marry you, Demon.”
    Too fucking right she
will, he thought.  Kissing her hard, he felt the weight of
her rejection finally slip off his heart, and let her go on thinking she
actually had a choice in the matter.

CHAPTER SIX
     
    By the time Clytie and
Demon made it down for breakfast the house was overrun with Lionsgate pack. 
Save for Eli and Logan, everyone was there.  Clytie looked at