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He slid the ring onto Tino’s finger and kissed him.

7

WEDDING NIGHT

For someone who’d believed for most of his adult life that marriage wasn’t something worth aspiring to, Oswald enjoyed his wedding day immensely.

Maybe relationships and marriage weren’t as much about definitions as about the person you were with. Actually, not a person. A supernatural being. An immortal demon made of raw lust.

And Oswald got to claim the creature as his own.

Oh, he would enjoy the hell out of being married.

As expected, his friends were stunned, and the public was shocked. Sir Oswald Sandoval was marrying an omega half his age, with no connections and no money. The omega’s descent and past were a mystery—he’d just popped up out of nowhere. Rumors had spread about the boy being a homeless sex worker whom Oswald had found in Europe and brought home like a souvenir.

Everybody assumed the omega was a golddigger. Until they met him.

Sir Oswald’s groom was a timid beauty with large, innocent eyes and a sweet, boyish smile. He looked like an angel and gazed at Oswald with such open devotion that nobody with a brain could doubt how much in love he was.

Three hundred guests watched them dance together, and not once did Oswald’s groom look away from Oswald’s face.

“You’re stunning today, my little demon.”

Tino blushed prettily. “Thank you, dear husband.”

Oswald laughed. “You like calling me that, huh?”

“I do. I like it very much.”

“Will you call me that when I’m inside you later?” Oswald murmured.

Tino’s pupils widened, and he licked his lips. “I will.”

“I can’t wait to make love to you tonight, my sweetest.”

“I’m a little afraid.” Tino’s blush deepened.

Only three nights ago, Tino rode Oswald in his demonic form, milking his own tits and bouncing on Oswald’s knot like the beast he was. But for the wedding and the wedding night, Tino had turned into the angelic virgin Oswald had first taken a year ago and hadn’t stopped craving since.

Tonight, he’d claim the boy all over again, and this time, it would be for good.

Pleasure bloomed in Oswald’s core already. “I’ll make sure to bring you nothing but ecstasy.”

“I love you, my husband.”

Tears brimmed in Tino’s eyes.

Oswald kissed him for all to see, and the music swelled.

It wasn’t a game.

The fear in Tino’s eyes was real, Oswald could tell. The creature was giving Oswald many things he’d never given anyone before.

Nothing about this felt pretend.

Oswald brushed his lips over Tino’s collarbones in featherlight kisses then opened his mouth to taste the omega’s silky skin. Tino shivered, and a soft moan escaped him as Oswald nipped at the tendons on the side of his throat. Just below the shimmering collar.

“I’ll take care of you,” Oswald murmured into Tino’s skin. “I’ll treat you like a treasure, spoil you rotten, punish you, and reward you. I know what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”