Forever Masked & Mine (High Stakes Syndicate #1.5)

Chapter 11 – Mack

@UNTRAINED__GHOSTT

MACK

M ar walks through the doors and is practically floating down the makeshift aisle of sand. I can’t do anything except stare in awe. Hot tears stream down my face before I can even register that I’m crying.

Across from me, I look at Percy, and tears are falling down his cheeks, too. It sends me spiraling into full-on, ugly hiccup crying. I see Mar speed up her steps, and finally making it within arms reach, she grabs my face as I peer down at her through my tears. She places a kiss on each of my cheeks, collecting the tears on her lips, then places a gentle kiss on mine, murmuring to me, “I love you, Mack.” Then she moves over to grab Percy’s face in her hands, going through the same motions, ensuring him, “I love you too, Percy, so much.”

The officiant clears her throat, and Mar pulls away from Percy, apologizing to the gal. Clearly, this isn’t the ceremony she’s used to performing.

I’ve been hearing the photographers snapping pictures as we waited and as Mar was walking down to us.

As I shift on my feet, the oversized plug that’s keeping Percy’s cum in me—stretched just to his liking—shifts into my prostate. I suck in a breath which catches his attention, and the immediate fire in his eyes is indescribable. Mar is in the middle, facing the officiant, and looks between us, lifting her brows wondering what the hell is going on.

She’ll find out soon enough.

All three of us are holding hands in a circle, looking like we’re about to summon some demons… we probably are knowing Mar and her hostility toward organized religion.

The officiant starts to go through the beginning of the ceremony, and I zone out, taking in the view of Mar in all her glory. Her dress is breathtaking. See-through lace at the bottom and the corset covering her stomach, as well. We low key match, and we couldn’t have planned this better if we wanted to. Her dress is blush pink, where my top is pure white. I’m practically giggling to myself .

Call me a blushing virgin and your good boy while you’re at it.

“Mack, do you have your vows?” I nod to the officiant as she pulls me out of my daydream.

I pull out my folded-up paper and start to go through my little note of talking points. “I can talk about you two and the love I have coursing through my body all day long, but I’d rather be in that bungalow, on my k?—”

Percy cuts me off, “Baby Boy, not right now…” His brows are raised, and I know he means business.

I chuckle, continuing with a smirk on my lips at the growing tent in his pants. “It was me and you, Percy. Before anything, we were best friends, and you quickly turned into someone I couldn’t stop thinking about… you made the first move, and after that, I gave in to every desire I kept locked away. I was trying to protect my own heart, but I handed it right over to you, and you’ve held it for safekeeping. I love you in every part of this heart of mine, and I can’t imagine this life without you beside me.” I smile, and he grabs the back of my neck, slamming his lips to mine. “Mar. I didn’t see you coming… Actually, I did, but I didn’t think it would be so addicting.” I smirk at her, and that has her biting her lip holding back a laugh. “In all seriousness, you came barreling into our lives, and we never want to let you go. You complete us for too many reasons to name off, and I’m so thankful I sent that random message. I love you. If Percy has my heart, you, Marfa Sovereign, own my soul.”

I reach up and wipe the stray tear that escaped her eye. “Percy, if you have your vows, go ahead,” the officiant says.

“Mack. My Baby Boy. My world. You opened my heart to a side of me I didn’t know existed… and I will forever be indebted to you for that. I couldn’t imagine where I would be now if our paths hadn’t crossed.” I think about that for a minute, and I know for a fact he would’ve been married to some random, bitchy woman with a house in a HOA neighborhood, hating his life…

Thank fuck he did meet me.

He continues, “You brought me out of every shell I ever tried to stay hunkered away in. You make me a better human, a better lover, and a better partner, and for that, I will always be thankful. I love you, Mack, and you do have my heart in your hands, as well… always.”

“Marfa Sovereign. You came crashing into our lives in the best way possible. Any shell I thought Mack had pulled me out of, you cracked open and destroyed. Ensuring I could never turn back, even if I wanted to at times. Your love for us is fierce and strong, and you’ve taught me how to unashamedly love both of you, at the same time. Getting to witness you be the badass woman you are in every facade of our lives is indescribable, and I’m thankful just being able to breathe the same air as you. I love you, Mar. In this life, and every other one my soul gets brought into.” Percy moves to kiss Mar. He grabs her neck at the base of her skull, and the kiss pours everything else he didn’t put in those vows into her.

I love them both so goddamn much.

Now it’s Mar’s turn. We all slowly turn to the officiant, and she’s wiping a stray tear from her face too. I smile at that, glad that others are able to witness the love we all have for one another. Blair and Vin have been on each side of the officiant the whole time. Blair’s been incoherently sobbing in the background, murmuring how fucking cute we were, and Vin looks like he’s about to cut everyone’s necks open if he doesn’t get to comfort Blair. I nod my head to him, and he gets the hint. He’s at her side rubbing her back, whispering in her ear.

They are precious together.

Mar clears her throat and brings her captivating brown eyes to mine. ? 3 “ Luchik, your aura had me pulled in from the moment I met you. You have the kindest, gentlest soul that somehow always brings light to any situation we find ourselves in. You are the light my dark soul needed to meet, and thank you for seeing that darkness and not sprinting the other way. Mack, I love you. To the sun and back.”

“To the sun and back,” I repeat to her in a hiccup, smashing my lips to hers one more time.

She pulls away from me and spins on her heel to my big man. “Percy. Percy. Percy… I was worried about you. I didn’t think we would mesh, being so much alike, but somehow we have meshed better than I ever could’ve imagined, and if I do say so myself, I believe it made both of us better humans. You have a heart of gold, Papochka, but you had that golden heart locked up like Fort Knox.” She smiles up at him, continuing, “Good thing I knew the code to that safe, and maybe a few guards that helped me break in.” She chuckles at that and shoots me a wink. “Percy, I love you and that heart of yours that’s in Mack’s hands.”

He grabs her, picking her up, and she wraps her legs around his waist. He whispers to her softly, “It’s in your hands too now, Sovereign.”

“Well, I would say kiss the bride, but you all have done what you needed and said what you wanted to say. I now pronounce you husband, husband, and wife?” the officiant says, still confused about why we asked her to pronounce us, but I’ve always wanted to hear that since I was a little boy.

We all throw our interconnected hands into the air, and as we start to walk back down the aisle, Blair announces, like we planned, “Now, introducing the Sovereigns.” Mar looks up at both of us while we’re still walking, and I can see the tears lining her eyes. “Fuck… I love you two way too much.”

Once we’re all at the door, Percy adds a kiss to both of our lips and whispers, “We may not be able to legally be a throuple, but in my eyes, we’ll always be the only things one another needs. We both are taking your last name, Mama.”