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All this pain you feel I feel too. If I could, I would take it all away. I would do absolutely anything for you. You, Alannah Blake, is the reason I fuckin’ breathe. I tell you every day I’m not lettin’ you go, so…”
    I pause as I use my free hand to open the desk drawer and lay my hand on the small box that’s been sitting there for the last month and a half.
    “Will you marry me? Be mine always?”
    I open the box and show her the single set diamond ring I picked out for her.
    “I thought you were never going to ask,” she whispers through her smile.
    She takes hold of the ring box for closer inspection.
    “It feels like you’re never gonna answer me,” I mumble.
    “Of course I’ll marry you,” she beams.
    I claim the ring back and slide it on her finger.
    “I hope you like this ring because it’s never fuckin’ comin’ off.”
    “I love it.”
    Impatiently, I wait for her to quit admiring her new ring. When it feels like that isn’t going to happen anytime soon, I shift her round so she’s straddling me and claim her mouth.
    As always, she is just as hungry for me as I am for her. I’ll never grow tired of this. Being totally committed to Lana is as natural as breathing.
    Sex between Lana and I has always been equal. She needs me with an urgency that I share with her. So as soon as her lips were on mine, something deep inside her takes over and she is kissing me hungrily.
    By the way she’s gripping my shirt and sliding her hand up to grip around my throat, I know how she needs me. Shifting us from the chair, she stands and disposes of her shorts and panties in a quick and fluid motion.
    “Over the desk…now,” I grunt, unbuckling my belt.
    She’s more than fucking ready for my cock and bends over the desk. The sight of her astounds me.
    “Are we doing this or are you just going to stand there?” she rasps, turning her head towards me.
    In answer, I ram into her from behind and repeat until she is shuddering beneath me and until I am shuddering myself.
    I lean down over her, still inside her and twist her head to claim her lips again.
    “If you’re quite finished using my cock, I’m going to let every fucker know you’re mine,” I growl, against her lips.
    “I’ve always been yours,” she chuckles, leaning up on one elbow.
    Staring at her flushed face, it hurts how fucking beautiful she is. With all the bad in my life it is Lana who brings me the good and when she says ‘I do’ I’ll be keeping a tight hold on that goodness.
    “Get dressed, you’re goin’ to show that ring off to everyone,” I grin.
    Today I feel more exhilarated than the day I was patched into the Lost Souls. What more does a man need in life? I have my woman and my club. It has taken a long fucking time to get the club back on a good footing. When I took the gavel there had been a lot of bad business left by Michael. Rearranging our dealings have taken too long to adjust to and now we’re finally on a level where we can relax to a certain extent. It looks like we have some motherfucker trying to blow it up again.
    I’m not afraid of whatever is to come. I’ll protect what’s mine and I am going to enjoy erasing the threat that is currently at our backs.
    For now I am going to enjoy what is at my side and that is Alannah. Fully dressed and tying her hair in a band, I can’t wait any longer.
    “Can you take any longer babe?” I ask, losing my patience.
    “Forgive me if I don’t want to have I-just-had-sex-hair when we go out there,” she smirks playfully.
    “I think that’s a good look on you,” I grin.
    “You would,” she laughs, “Okay, I’m ready.”
    As we enter the bar, a lot of brothers are still hanging around. I call out for their attention and they all fall quiet.
    “I’ll make this real quick. I’ve asked Alannah to marry me and she said yes,” I yell for everyone to hear. Under the calm and collected persona I try to maintain, I couldn’t be happier.
    I release Lana’s hand