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Deranged Marriage (13) - Wedding bells - FIN

Summary: Your father wants you to choose a husband. Your chosen one doesn’t like the idea one bit.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x (Mafia daughter)! Reader

Warnings: language, strong/bratty reader, banter, sexual tension, enemies to lovers, still idiots in love, mentions of mafia business, implied smut, nakedness, fluff

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<< Part 12

“It’s a beautiful day, and I just fucked my bride,” Bucky singsongs as you watch him waltz around the bedroom. He gives you a wink. “Get up, doll. We are going to marry today.”

“Bucky, it’s too early to fuck with me,” you grumble. “I wanna sleep some more. Don’t think only as I allowed you to lick my pussy last night that you are forgiven.”

“Get. Out. Of. The. Bed.” Bucky points his index finger at you. “I’m not joking. We wasted enough time planning this wedding and hunting our enemies down. I want to make you mine officially too. Everyone must know your cute ass belongs to James Buchanan Barnes.”

“You mean your ass belongs to me,” you point out, and bury your face back into the pillow. “Now move your ass back here and sleep some more. I won’t marry you in your birth suit. I don’t even have a dress yet.”

“Aw, my grumpy dollface believes she’s in charge. Cute.” Bucky suddenly slaps your ass. You squeak and try to scramble away. “Get out of bed, Y/N. I won’t tell you again. Don’t make me wait.”

“I need a dress and a stylist. We didn’t send invitations. What kind of wedding shall this be, Barnes?”

“A shotgun wedding,” Bucky replies without missing a beat. “We will jump into my car, drive to Vegas and have the wedding you wanted.”

“Uh-I wanted a nice wedding, asshat. I won’t marry you without a dress, cake and all the shit mothers want for their daughters.” You sit up on the bed to glare at Bucky. “If you don’t give me a romantic wedding, you’ll never have sex with me in this century again.”

He smirks.

“I mean it, Bucky.”

He grabs the blanket and drags it off your body to his hungry eyes. Bucky licks his lips, and hums as you try to cover your modesty.

“Bucky,” you grunt. “I’m not joking. I want it all. The dress, cake, guests, a shit ton of flowers.”

“If you get up, we can talk about your dream wedding,” he pokes your naked ass with his index finger. “Come on, doll. I swear, you’ll love my surprise.”

You cross your arms over your chest. “I don’t like surprises. Not when it comes to you.”

“You’ll love that one.” He snickers. “Don’t you trust your beloved fiancé?”

“No.”

“Y/N, trust me. You don’t want me to drag you out of bed today,” Bucky warns. “You won’t walk straight for a week when I get my hands on you this morning.”

You lick your lips. Is it worth it to rile Bucky up some more? “Come and get me. I want to see you put your hands on me while my daddy is around.”

“Remember, you asked for this.”

Bucky lunges forward. He tries to grab your ankles, but you are halfway out of bed before he gets the chance to touch you. You giggle and jump off the bed.

“Y/N!” He chases you around the bedroom, laughing as you are still stark naked. “You need to put clothes on!”

“Why?” you look over your shoulder. “Last night you didn’t mind seeing me naked. I won’t put clothes on.”

“Easy access,” he purrs, eyes dropping toward your crotch. “How about I give you another beard burn before I drag your naked ass out of the bedroom to show your daddy what a bad girl you are.”

Considering his offer, you look at Bucky’s mouth. He darts his tongue out, making you shudder as you remember how he went down on you last night.

“I want a real wedding, Bucky. Not some shotgun shit.” You pout. “If you want me to be yours, give me something to remember…”

It took Bucky two hours, his mouth, and three orgasms he pressed out of you to convince you to leave the bedroom.

“Keep your eyes closed,” he whispers in your ear. “No cheating.”

“Bucky, I swear if you try to trick me, I won’t suck your dick ever again,” you grumble.

Bucky insisted on putting a blindfold around your eyes. He let you down the stairs, and now you are standing in the entrance hall, feeling like a fool.

“Babe, please don’t talk about sex now,” Bucky whispers in your ear. “I want to survive our wedding day.”

Bucky removes the blindfold and pecks your cheek.

You blink a few times as your father hands you two first-class tickets. “Daddy?”

“If you stay here for your wedding, all of our enemies will try to attack you,” your father says. “Bucky and I decided that you will have the wedding you always dreamed of. A wild wedding.”

“What do you mean, Daddy?”

“I want for you what I never had.” He gives you a sad smile. “Safety and a normal life. I will rule this empire with a strong hand. And if you decide to take it over one day, it’s yours. If not, I’m happy for you.”

“Daddy,” you swallow thickly, “I don’t want normal or safety. All I want is to be the ruthless bitch I am. You know that I can take down any enemy. I’m not some housewife.”

“Y/N,” your father wants to argue but you hold up your hand.

“No. I won’t leave my home, or you. We will have a fucking huge wedding, and” you smirk darkly, “if someone tries to kill me on my wedding day, they will regret their birth.”

You turn around to fist Bucky’s jacket, making him smirk. “And you will help me with all the preparations. We start with buying the perfect dress.”

Bucky laughs when you bring him down for a messy kiss. “All for you, my queen…”

In the coming weeks, Bucky will help you prepare for the perfect wedding.

Two months later, your father will lead you down the aisle…

If he ever retires, your father knows you are going to rule his empire like the queen you are…

THE END...

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