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I peel back the cover and the sheet then slide in behind Alexa.
“What are you doing here?” she mumbles groggily.
“Keep them eyes closed, babe.”
“We aren’t supposed to see each other until the wedding.” She yawns but doesn’t turn to look at me.
“Like I could stay away,” I murmur and kiss her neck.
“Pam finds out we’ll both be toast,” she warns.
“You gonna tattle on me?”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“If it’ll get me a spanking.”
I chuckle and stroke my fingers up and down the curve of her spine. “You gonna show up today?”
“Hmm.” She wiggles her butt toward me. “That depends on how much sleep I get.”
“Who said anything about sleeping?” I curve my palm to her ass cheek.
“Me. Your sister is here. I don’t want her to hear us. And I don’t want bad luck.”
“I think we’ve reached our quota on bad luck, but if you want me to leave, I’ll leave. I just make no promises that I will get any sleep without you.”
“Now who is being all cute and shit, hmm?” Alexa rolls into me. Her sweet lips meet my neck, sucking and nibbling their way down to my chest. “Maybe this will help you sleep.” Wrapping her fingers around my cock, she strokes me as I harden in her hand. Her mouth hits my cock. The warmth of her surrounds me and I’m a goner.
Totally lost to her.
I’m under her spell.
She commands me with her tongue.
**
“That fucking weasel,” East mutters.
“Put him in the pit with me. We’ll call it after wedding entertainment.” Viking growls.
“Any luck finding out what was in the water he tried to serve Alexa?” Banks looks to Link, and he shakes his head no. “How’s your whore?”
“The fuck did you just say to me?” Link pushes his chair back and goes for Banks.
Viking steps between the two of them, shoving Link back. “Back up.” He turns to Banks. “And you? That shit ain’t cool. Whatever beef the two of you got over club pussy takes back burner.”
I nod at Viking. The two dumb fucks sit down. “You two done? I mean I can call in Pam and Danika. Have some marriage counseling but Holy is on the road. I got a man in the basement who came after our club and the two of you want to fight over a bitch who’d spread her legs for anyone who came through our doors. But I tell you what. Tonight the two of you can work this shit out in the pit. I’ve got a wedding to attend.”
“It’s all good,” Banks says. The tension between him and Link is thick though. Danika is club pussy, but we all know Banks has a soft spot for her.
“We’ll deal with Rio later.”
King, the president of Santa Clarita chapter clamps my shoulder and gives me a shake. “Congrats on finally locking your woman down.”
“Appreciate you being here. Heard congratulations are in order for you and Ayesha.” She’s a petite but gorgeous woman you can’t help but take notice of.
“Yeah, found out a couple months ago.”
“Gonna be a lot of little bastards born over the next year way I hear it,” Angel, an enforcer out of the Ankeny chapter says. His Old Lady, Korrie is expecting as well I believe.
“Shit must be in the damn water,” Chrome, VP of the Detroit chapter says with a chuckle.
“Where can I find the bride,” Cam asks. “I have her a little something.”
“Down the hall in my office.”
I rub my chin, and we all watch the dark headed, tattooed beauty walk away.
“Keep it in your pants, boys.” Pam saunters in and kisses my cheek, ignoring her old man completely. Her sister-in-law trails behind her with Connor, Pam and Links adopted kid in tow. “You guys had better get to your seats. I’m going to see if the blushing bride is ready yet.”
“You good, darlin’?” I cup her cheek and see the pain behind her eyes. Link really fucked up.
“Never better, Murder. Happy as can be you know me.”
Yeah, I do know her, but I release her with a nod. She wants to play it that way I gotta let her have that. She takes hold of Capone’s Old Lady, Danyella from the LA chapter, at the elbow leading the shy blonde down the hall to where all the women have congregated with Alexa.
“You got the rings?”
“Right here in my pocket.” East pats his cut.
“Where the fuck is Holy? He’s supposed to be officiating this shindig.”
“I’ll find him.” Hound pulls out his cell, hits a few buttons, then puts the smart phone to his ear.
Cell phones are convenient but a real pain in the ass. Too damn easy to leave a virtual diary of every move a man makes. Reed, East’s old man was old school and hated the damn things. Men like him are dying breed, God rest his soul. He was a lousy father but a damn fine brother. East favors him in his looks and in some of his actions, but he’s a good dad in the way his father never was. Still, I loved that fucker. Miss the shit out of him.
“That pick better get here fast.”
Hound tucks his phone in the back pocket of his jeans. “He’s close. Ran into a snag on the road. Said he’d be here in time to take your places.”
“Right. He say whether or not my niece was with him?”
Hound grins wide showing his teeth. “Something like that.”
“I’ll make sure the women are set.” Link moves off. Brave motherfucker. I was him I’d stay the hell out of Pam’s way unless I was ready to grovel for forgiveness. He wants to wet his dick it ain’t my business, but when I gotta hear about it nonstop from my Old Lady and my daughter it’s a problem. When I see his Old Lady looking like her soul is crushed and her spirit’s been broken makes me wanna kick his ass. Only cause I know what they got, and he’s throwing it away and for what?
The guests start moving out back to where the chairs are set up. I glance at the clock on the wall by the bar. Holy is cutting shit damn close.
Slick enters the clubhouse and whistles for a word in private. I move off to a table in the back with him. “Holy’s outside. He’s got your niece with him.” He scratches the back of his neck all red in the face. “Lily’s gonna kill him.”
I start to shove up. “What did he do?” The second the words leave my lips the bastards kicks the door open.
Holy has a woman slung over his shoulder. She’s kicking and carrying on screeching. “Put me down, asshole.”
Fucking hell. “That Hazel?”
“Yup,” Slick says.
I stomp over to Holy. He slides Hazel down his front and twists her around to face me.
“Who the hell are you?” She shrieks in my face a spitting image of her mother in her younger years before them sick fucks who raped her got their hands on her. Dark hair, curvy, and gorgeous.
“Your Uncle James.”
“So you’re the one who set this nightmare in motion?”
“Not exactly. Tracked you down for your mother. My sister.”
“You can’t hold me prisoner.”
Brows furrowed I stare at her in confusion until I take in the collar around her neck. “You collared my niece?” I grit out, debating on killing Holy.
“Putting in my claim.”
“I’m not your property.”
“Baby doll, you can play hard to get all you want, but we both know deep down you enjoy it.” He shoots her a wink then yanks on the chain that is connected from the collar to a leather cuff at his wrist.
“Un-fucking-believable.” I shake my head. “You’re giving me a migraine.”
“She’s a runner. Did what I had to do.”
“You delivered her in one piece. Let her go. That’s an order.”
“Don’t stray too far, pet.”
“I’m going to kill you after you officiate this wedding,” I warn the little smug, kinky prick. “Hazel, we’ll talk later. Was hoping to do things differently, but I’ve been waiting twenty years for today. Make yourself at home. Whatever you need, my good friend Slick over there will take care of you and get you to your mother.”
She lifts her chin and shoots me a dirty look.
“You.” I grab hold of Holy by his cut. “Save your freaky shit for once Lily’s not around to see it.”
He licks his lips. “I’ll try.”