“Winter Belov, I love you with every damn part of my soul, body, mind, and heart. I can’t imagine my life without you and I don’t ever want to. You’re my Angel in my hell and I need you. I know that may seem weak in other’s eyes, but I don’t care. All I care about is what you think. Others don’t matter. I don’t want you worried that one day I’m going to up and leave you, because baby, I can’t. I wouldn’t be able to breathe if I did. Ever since that day you danced into my life, I’ve done nothing but breathed your air. I’d suffocate without you. I know this isn’t a world you wanted to be in, but I’m begging you, stay in it with me. Marry me, have babies with me, and grow old with me.”

Oh my god!

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Winter is just looking at me with tears in her eyes and I know I’m holding my breath waiting for her answer. She isn’t saying anything and I wonder if I’ve just ruined everything by doing this too soon. Her gold eyes water up even more as they take hold of me and she gets up off the stage and kneels down in front of me.

“I’ll be your Angel in your hell,” she says smiling.

I let my breath out in a rush as I shakily take the ring out of the box and slip it onto her finger. She throws her other hand over her mouth laughing and that makes me think I screwed something up.

“How did you get someone to cut diamonds into small wings so fast.” She laughs even more through her hands.

“Do you not like it?”

“Braxxon I love it. I just know that it takes time to have diamonds cut, that’s all,” she says as she drops her hand from her mouth.

“I went and ordered it three days ago. Everyone works fast enough if the money is right.”

They looked at me strangely when I told them I wanted small diamond wings one each side of the large diamond. It kinda pissed me off to be honest. I mean I was paying for it so why the f**k did it matter.

“It fits us,” she whispers admiring it.

“It does.”

“I love you,” she says looking up at me.

“Good because...,” I say before studying my next words in my head again, not wanting to mess them up. “Vy skhuatili menya.” “You’ve seized me.”

She gasps then tackles me. “Zaymis’ so mnoy lyubov’yu,” she purrs.

“Don’t get cocky. I just learned that tiny sentence.”

“I said… make love to me,” she whispers before nipping on my lip piercings.

“Did you honestly think I would allow you to walk away with that ring on your finger without giving me your pu**y first?”

“Braxxon Breaker! Only you could say something like that after proposing.” She laughs then stops. “Oh no.”

“What?” I ask, sitting us up.

“My name is going to be Winter Breaker.”

“I’ll make it worth it.” I grin while lowering her back down on the floor. “Now about payment for that ring,” I growl, lifting her skirt up slowly.

“What? No foreplay?” She teases me as I release my dick from straining against my jeans.

“I’m too damn hard for foreplay. You just agreed to be my wife, to have babies with me, and to grow old with me. I don’t wanna do anything but sink my c**k into your pu**y right now.”

She fans herself. “How romantic.”

“Oh baby, I wish I wasn’t dying for the warmth of your pu**y because if not, I would shove my c**k down that beautiful throat for sassing me.”

“Next time then.” She smiles.

“Next time, and may there be a million of them,” I say as I slide my c**k into her and groan.

“I want it real slow, baby.”

“How slow?” I ask, wrapping her legs around my waist, and lifting her into my lap, drawing a long moan from her with the change of position.

“So slow I can feel you entering my soul,” she whispers.

She is so f**king sexy. I’m one lucky son of a bitch. I spread out one of my hands on her lower back as my other wraps around the back of her head bringing her face towards mine. I need her lips. “Kiss me,” I order and she complies. Her tongue swoops in and tangles with mine, she sucks and licks at it until I lose all feeling in my mouth as my c**k moves in and out of her. Our eyes never leave one another’s and it’s the first time I’m making love to a woman this way. I’ve always made eye contact but never the entire time. Not until now. Not until this moment with my Angel on my lap and her tongue down my throat. Then again, I’ve never been in love and a woman has never owned every single part of me either.

“I love you so much, Angel,” I growl, forcing her back to arch and her head to fly back, Winter’s beautiful, delicate neck exposed and inviting to my mouth.

“I love you, too,” she moans as I twist my hips and grind her down on my cock. I push her tank top away and start kissing along her scar and that makes Angel come undone. Her pu**y is milking my c**k for everything it’s worth. Her juices flow all over us as she bucks against me, and that is my undoing. I spill myself into my Angel with no regrets that it was too fast. It was perfect and so unbelievably real it almost hurts.

I collapse us both to the floor as we pant for air. The main club door opens and Angel giggles.

“Every time we have sex, every time.”

She’s right. We never have a moment of piece.

“Let’s build a house, a big one where we can hide away from everyone without any interruptions,” I say, pulling out of her and fixing her dress.