A Bounty Hunter's Bundle

A Wedding

The world knew of King Lincoln's children, they just assumed them as adopted though. That, although important, wasn't important anymore. Lincoln was getting married. He was getting married to a man--something he had never really considered before. Valkyrie had never felt like just a man to him, there was so much more, that gender didn't matter--but now Lincoln had been stupid and was 'humanizing' it, when he should have just left them as mates. Because mates were so much more than fucking marriage.

"What the fuck is that!?" Lincoln screamed upon seeing the white gown. The servant gaped at him in horror.

"What is the matter my lord?"

"Why have you brought me a fucking dress!?" He screamed back, grabbing their ear and yanking their face to be inches away from his, "Do I look like I am a woman!?"

"No, of course not my lord..."

"KING!" he screamed back, "Now get it out of my sight!!" He practically threw the servant out of his grasp, and they scuttled away in terror.

Lincoln just screamed in rage when he was alone, and kicked over a pile of books. "I'm not woman!" he howled, "How dare they bring me a fucking dress!?"

There was a soft knock on his door, and Valkyrie entered with a frown. "My love what is the matter?" he asked softly, his massive body filling the doorway.

"They-they-they! They brought me a fucking gown!!!" Lincoln howled in rage, and Valkyrie gave a slight chuckle.

"My darling, I requested that for you...." Lincoln was in his mate's face at once.

"How fucking could you!" he screamed nearing tears. "I-I-I will not wear a dress!"

Valkyrie leaned down and kissed him, his warm hands on the small of Lincoln's back, "Honey that was a white tailored dress suit. They are new, and I am wearing a black one."

Lincoln shuddered in anger but it quickly depleted and he shut his mouth in anger. "I wanted to wear black..." he whimpered.

"Oh darling..." Valkyrie murmured, brining Lincoln's gaze to hiss as he kissed his cheek. "If it means that much to you I will wear a white one, or we can both do black."

Lincoln nodded shakily and buried his head into his mate's broad muscular chest, "Yes please..." he whimpered. "Now what are we going to have served? Valky please help me...I'm not a wedding planner and its only a month away."

********* 1 month *****

Lincoln couldn't seem to focus at all what was going on. There was no walking down the isle for sure, he simply refused, so they were both standing before each other at the beginning gently holding hands. The priest talked fast, to fast for Lincoln to catch and before he knew it, Valkyrie's calloused hand was slipping the beautiful ring on his finger while he returned his own to the warrior. But all he could focus on was his beautiful mate.

The warrior had his auburn hair groomed back and his bright blue eyes were sparkling magnificently. He was so gorgeous, half the crowd had to be swooning over him. Little did Lincoln know that Valkyrie was thinking the same thing about his soon to be husband as well. That the king was just so adorable in his black suit with his close cut starting to curl black hair and bright friendly brown eyes.

Before the priest even finished talking, Valkyrie had smiled warmly, showing his beautiful teeth, and then leaned down and kissed Lincoln--making the Bounty Hunter remember again just their size difference. How petite and actually feminine he could appear compared to his warrior husband--no matter the fact his lean muscles rippled underneath his dress coat as well.

The crowd erupted, and suddenly their twin daughters came toddling around their feet with rose baskets, and beautiful white dresses on, complete with complimentary roses and little shoes. Lincoln smiled happily and scooped them up as Valkyrie put his arms around Lincoln's waist.

"Oh my little Lincoln," he breathed, "I love you."

King Lincoln sneered back, "I love you two, my warrior." With a pause he studied the crowed as people began filing towards the food and beverages. His few posted guards making sure no trouble occurred. "So does that make us both kings?"

"I'm not sure..." Valkyrie replied as Lincoln set the twins down and they--now two and a half--toddled away with their servant Lasandra--and three undercover soliders-- to meet and greet guests before nap time.

"Valky..." Lincoln purred turning to face his mate.

"What is it?"

"I want another baby..." Valkyrie choked on air and paled, then suddenly burst into a smile and kissed Lincoln again--making the crowd aww some more.