Outlaw's Vow: Grizzlies MC Romance (Outlaw Love)

by Snow, Nicole

  I knew I wouldn't have too many years left as Prez, but I'd done it. I'd finally fucking done it.

  I watched each and every one of my boys up at the altar, renewing their vows or making new ones, before we all took off for our big club outing. They knew I'd be breaking away for business with the Devils out east, but that was only cover.

  I'd come to Spokane for a final answer from the woman who'd given me nothing but silence for two wicked decades. Whatever her choice, I had to know, before I took a hit I couldn't survive and they lowered me into the ground.

  I'd already died for this club, and my family. Sure as shit didn't deserve any second chances, but hope springs eternal. And right now Hope rode my ass like a jockey out of hell.

  * * * *

  Present Day

  Still had my hand on the cold stone angel when I heard his voice behind me. “There you are, old man.”

  I spun around. The kid looked at me. Half a foot taller than me, and even more built than I'd been at my peak. He wore his hair cut real close, just like the SEALs demanded, a jet black match for his loud green eyes.

  He came up to me and we sized each other up. Last time I'd seen him, Oki was holding him there in the hospital, just a toddler on his grandfather's lap. I'd kissed him on the forehead then, something that wouldn't do for a man this big.

  I threw my arms around him before he could say another word. Finn stood there, strong and tall as a tree, shaking when my hands ran down his back, hard as I hugged my brothers.

  “Finn! Welcome home, son.”

  Yeah, I fucking choked when I said the same word I used all the time for my boys. Maybe because it meant something more here, or maybe because I couldn't believe he'd become real, more than just a ghost I'd abandoned years ago.

  “I oughta be saying the same thing to you, dad. I'm only here because of you, plus it lined up with them giving me some fucking R and R for once.”

  I laughed, slapped him on the back, and watched as the big, rough SEAL pressed his fingers into his eyes. The boy hid whatever tears he had pretty damned well.

  He had every reason in the world to hate my worthless ass. Amazingly, he didn't.

  Finn looked at me like family, something I'd forgotten for twenty fucking years, only coming close when I was with my crew.

  “Your gramps would be proud, son. Hope you know that. He was a good man, whatever our disagreements.” He stood at my side, and we both stared at Oki's tombstone.

  “Yeah.” He looked at me, his eyes catching the sun just right to show me his love. “I'm changing my name back to Reno this year. So is ma. We've run from this family long enough, and it's about time we fixed that shit since you gave us the all clear.”

  Had anybody ever had a heart attack from pure joy? I had to wonder as I hugged him again, chewing on the last part about his ma.

  “I'll pay more money to have the dates chiseled off.” I nodded at the big angel standing over Oki's grave, where Finn and Lizzie's ashes had supposedly been added about a decade ago.

  “Nobody ever signed off on the death certificates,” Finn said.

  When I whipped my head around, he was grinning. “What?”

  “Ma always said you were way too paranoid. She used some of the money you sent to brush off the guy who came up here to change our whole identities. Dude was pretty fucking happy to get paid double for doing nothing except these fake grave markers.”

  “Goddamn it,” I growled, shaking my head. “She always was a Firecracker. Figures she'd fuck me over like that.”

  If only I'd been able to talk to her then, remind them what kind of danger they were in. Whoever or whatever had watched over them, knowing they hadn't switched names, deserved my thanks.

  “Don't tell me,” my son said, slapping a big hand on my shoulder, turning me around. “Say it to her.”

  My knees almost dropped the fuck out when I saw the trim, beautiful forty-something woman heading toward us.

  Rosy red hair. Bright green eyes. Curves just the way I remembered, calling my old hard-on to attention like a soldier shaking off a hangover.

  Finn leaned in and whispered in my ear. “I'll be in my car, old man. Looks like you've got a lot of catching up to do.”

  The kid was smart – shit, of course he was, I'd made him – but he didn't know the half of it.

  VI: To Eternity (Lizzie)

  I'd fucked him. Worn his brand.

  Married him. Loved him.

  Lost him. Hated him.

  Today, I forgave him. I came out to the cemetery where Finn said he'd be, wearing the leather jacket I hadn't worn since the day I was shot. PROPERTY OF BLACKJACK was sewn on the back, the blood long since bleached out.

  For the first time in years, I meant it, too.

  Sam aged so well. The long black hair I used to run my fingers through had gone gray, and he walked with the faintest hint of a limp, but I recognized the man I'd married the instant I saw him.

  Beautiful gray stubble. Eyes so dark and sharp they reminded me of all the nights we'd spent together. Those flush lips beneath the scar on his cheek were the same ones that kissed me, commanded me, told me he loved me, and killed me the day he walked out.

  He took big, eager strides toward me. I think I ran faster, feeling my heart do a dozen loops at once.

  It was all coming down before we embraced, years of bitterness and silence just crashing apart. I'd planned to get the first words in, but the sobs ripping at my throat wouldn't let me once his arms were around me.

  They'd lost none of their strength with time. He held me, pressed me to his chest, reminding me how amazing, how right, how delicious it felt to be here, snug against his muscular wall.

  “Never stopped loving you, babe,” he said, stopping to smother my neck with kisses. “Not once. I'm too damned old to quit now, so I'm gonna keep on doing it. Don't care if you like it. Don't care if you want it. It's all I'll give you, all I've got 'til the day I die.”

  Smooth talker. Too smooth.

  I never imagined how much hard it would really hit me to hear his voice, the dark, savage cadence rumbling in his chest. Nuzzling deeper against him, I didn't resist when he reached for my chin, tilted my face up to his.

  Did he brace himself for our first kiss in twenty hellish years? Did I?

  I'd never be able to tell. Because once our lips locked together, everything went fiery and white, tearing the rest of the sadness and pain from my heart.

  “God! I love you too, Sam. I forgive you.” I wept when the words finally came out. “Life's too short for this. I want you in my life again, even if you can't let go of the club. You said it's safe. You invited me in. So, here I am.”

  “Fuck yeah, you are. And you're never leaving me again, Lizzie. I'm not going anywhere this time. You're all I thought about the last twenty years, and you're gonna be the last thing on my whacked out brain in twenty more.”

  “Blackjack...Sam...” My tongue fell all over itself, hungry for his taste, twisted into knots by raw emotion.

  In the distance, somewhere behind us, I could feel our son watching and smiling. We were just feet from daddy's grave, a family reunion I'd dreamed about forever. But it wasn't supposed to turn me into a mess, so full and warm I could barely talk.

  “God damn it, why did we waste so much time apart?” I said, shaking my head.

  Blackjack took me by the temples, held my face steady, and planted his lips on mine. We kissed harder than before, and I sank into him, happier than I'd been since the morning before I took a bullet so long ago.

  “We were young and foolish, babe. Let's be old fools together.” His calloused palm swept over my face, touching my cheek so gingerly I wanted to break down all over again. “Let's see where you've been living and book a dinner with our son. We've got a lot of catching up to do. No more tears. We'll be out here all damned day if I've got to catch each one with kisses.”

  I stopped crying. His lips swept across mine again, igniting a fire I'd forgotten for ages.

&n
bsp; He'd see everything tonight. The happy home I'd built with Finn before he left for the service, the cats, my dad's old cut framed on the wall, along with the wedding photographs I'd grudgingly hung up last year, when I couldn't stand it anymore.

  Later, I'd show him the bedroom. I couldn't wait for that.

  I'd lost so much growing up in the MC, but without it, I wouldn't have him or Finn at all. I held my arms around him, digging my fingers into his neck, drowning myself in his scent of oil, leather, and raw masculinity.

  A real man always comes back, no matter how many times you shove him away. He'd been my dirty secret all these years, and I'd been his, but now we were out in the open.

  Today, there'd be no more secrets, not even when he got gruff and said the usual crap about 'club business' like all biker badasses do to their women.

  As long as these lips were within kissing distance, I'd be happy.

  I'd be honest.

  And I'd never, ever let my old man go.

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  Outlaw's Bride: Grizzlies MC Romance

  By Nicole Snow

  Content copyright © Nicole Snow. All rights reserved.

  Published in the United States of America.

  First published in June, 2015.

  Disclaimer: The following ebook is a work of fiction. Any resemblance characters in this story may have to real people is only coincidental.

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  I HAD AN OUTLAW'S BABY AND KEPT IT A SECRET...

  SALLY

  He's going to kill me when he finds out. I should've left Roman behind after our unforgettable fling two summers ago. I wasn't supposed to end up having his kid, always looking over my shoulder for the last man in the world meant to be a father.

  But danger has a funny way of betraying a woman's best kept secrets, and reigniting old flames that should've died on a hot summer night.

  Now, he's hellbent on claiming me in all the explosive ways that make my heart stop and my head spin. I'm losing it, or maybe just my panties. Every single pair.

  An arranged marriage with the Grizzlies MC's biggest badass? I shouldn't want this so bad...

  ROMAN

  Forgive and forget? F*ck no.

  I tried like hell to push her away, spent every waking minute on whores and booze. Then I found out what she'd hidden, and I lost my damned mind.

  Sally's lies stole more years off my life than prison did. She owes me big. I'm taking her for payment, and I don't care what she's got to say about wearing my brand.

  No chick makes a fool outta me. And I'm not fooling when I tell her I'll get my perfect wife, even if we're faking it all the way to the altar.

  Give me a week. I'll conquer her spitfire tongue and remind her what it's like to ache desire. I'm not stopping 'til her lips are on mine, making her squirm the way she used to, begging me for more...

  The Outlaw Love books are stand alone romance novels featuring unique lovers and happy endings. No cliffhangers! This is Roman and Sally's story in the Grizzlies MC series.

  I: A Piece of Him (Sally)

  I remembered him like it was only yesterday.

  The heat of his kiss, the raw power in his arms as he pushed me down in the back seat, fisting my hair and making me scream when he sucked along my throat. He was going to be my first. I never dreamed in a thousand years he'd be my last.

  He conquered me, and I fucking let him. I loved it. I didn't love him – at least not yet – but I lived giving him my innocence.

  Sex came natural to him. He forced me to recognize his awesome talent in everything he did, from the way he shoved himself inside me for the first time, to the cadence of his voice, growling in my ear, twisting my head perfectly to bring my ear to his rough lips.

  “Follow my lead, Sally. You're too damned hot to tell me fucking doesn't come natural.” He paused, flicking his tongue over my earlobe until I squirmed. “Just watch and feel and learn. Every time I push my dick deep, you grind back. Meet my hips. Fuck me like you mean it, babe. Fuck me like you want it. Keep going 'til it feels like you're gonna blow, and I'll give you the final push. I'll teach you how to use that hot cunt between your legs to suck every drop of come outta a man's balls. Especially mine.”

  God.

  And just like that, he fucked me. My best fuck, my only fuck. Roman shook the whole truck with his thrusts as he plowed into me, sending me screaming toward the sultry release.

  I didn't know him, and it didn't matter. I was too deep in the pleasure zone after about five seconds to even care.

  The way he handled me...sweet baby Jesus.

  I hadn't meant to lose it this easy. Sure, I wanted to, but I didn't know this would be the day until he started pulling off my clothes.

  I went down easy. One kiss was all it took to seal my fate forever.

  Maybe it was his strength, or just the rogue good looks in his massive, tattooed body and chiseled face. His dark eyes told me he knew exactly what to do with a woman like me in every glance.

  And I listened. I melted. I surrendered.

  I'd never been a small girl. Growing up on my Uncle's ranch left me strong and well rounded beneath my curves. Stronger than the skinny twigs with palm sized boobs most of the biker boys in this town brought to bed, anyway.

  I was pretty voluptuous, actually, which made it all the more amazing when Roman followed through on his promises.

  It started with him walking me into the back, showing off the work he'd done on my Uncle's truck. He'd done the job quickly and efficiently, just like a good mechanic could, and I was gawking at him like a schoolgirl with a bad crush every time I twisted in the machine, pointing out some gear or strut.

  My thoughts went everywhere. Mostly, just wondering what those big, thick hands could do besides tuning up vehicles in record time. />
  If only I'd just wondered, fantasized, and left it at that.

  I shouldn't have let him pull me inside for a closer look. All alone too – nobody else was in the garage. It must've been a light day for the Grizzlies Motorcycle Club, or maybe his brothers had other business.

  I should've put up a fight, especially when his hands grabbed mine, bringing my trembling fingers to his lips. It couldn't possibly mean anything good except some incredible sex.

  I was young, but I wasn't stupid. I knew the average badass wearing the Grizzlies MC patch offered nothing except a heart stopping romp between the sheets – or maybe somewhere wilder.

  These boys didn't do relationships and dinner dates. They flirted, they fucked, and they moved onto the next hot ass within grabbing distance.

  I knew better, and I didn't listen to common sense. The second we locked lips, lust did all the talking.

  Maybe I shouldn't look back and be so hard on myself.

  After all, it's hard to say no when you're twenty-one years old and still a virgin, and suddenly the biggest badass in all of Redding has his hands reaching for your bra clasp. And it's even harder when a tattooed giant like Roman shoves his fingers on your thigh and squeezes until it hurts because you want it so bad.

  Lust never lies. We melded, a perfect fit, even before he maneuvered his huge frame between my legs, pressing the swollen cock behind his jeans to my panties. The honest need in his body fed hunger in mine.

  Nature took over. Before I knew what was happening, my shirt was off, and the seat flopped back, leaving ample space for me to open my legs.

  The things he did with his mouth set my pussy on fire. When he shoved his hands between my thighs and brushed my wetness, asking me if I'd ever been with a man like him before, I couldn't hide it. I told him I'd never been with any man.

  The look he gave me was like a wild animal locking onto its prey. He told me not to worry. He'd take care of everything. He'd teach me all about pleasure, the flesh, fucking.

  Lesson number one didn't truly sink in until he stripped me naked, shoved his broad face between my thighs, and ripped down my panties with one rough hand. I creamed the instant he started sucking my clit.