I sign the documents without a second thought, and when I’ve finished, Ken steps around the counter to walk me to the door. “Congratulations. I hope your day is very special.” He pauses for a moment. “If you’re looking to save money and need a hotel in town, don’t stay on the strip. There’s a motel right off the highway called Lucky Diamond that’s pretty nice and a lot cheaper than most places to stay around here. Plus, your man out there can park his bike right outside your door.”
“Awesome. Thank you for that, and thank you again for everything else.” I thank him again as I pass through the door and step outside.
“No, problem.”
The moment my feet land on the sidewalk, Cade’s head turns in my direction. His mouth drops open as he drinks me in.
He pushes himself away from his bike and heads my way with hunger in his eyes. When he’s close enough, he wraps his arms around my waist and I throw my arms around his neck as he hoists me into the air so he can kiss my lips. “Damn, baby. I knew you were sexy as hell, but this dress…” he growls as he presses his lips against mine. “I can’t wait to tear it off of you.”
“Don’t do that,” I tease. “I won’t get the deposit back if it’s damaged.”
“You’re keeping the dress, then, because the minute we’re alone you’re getting it.”
I laugh as he peppers my throat with soft kisses. “Don’t get carried away yet. We still need to make it official.”
“I can’t wait to make that happen. I love you, Piper.”
I stare into his eyes, and my heart clenches. There’s sincerity in his eyes and I know he means what he’s saying. It makes me feel safe saying it in return to him. “I love you, too.”
My admission causes the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. He’s happy, and I’m happy that he’s happy.
He pulls back and nods. “Let’s go give you my last name.”
Cade sets me on my feet and then threads his fingers through mine, pulling me behind him toward his bike. This is it. I’m officially going to be his.
Chapter Thirteen
Cade
I’m tempted to send my bike screaming down the street back to the wedding chapel, but I resist. The second I saw my future wife in that short little white dress, my dick got hard and she became a Christmas package I couldn’t wait to unwrap. I can’t wait to get her sexy ass alone. I’m going to fuck her seven ways ‘til Sunday, and she’s going to love every fucking minute of it just as much as I will.
Piper has the power to make me weak in the knees, and she’s the only woman who’s ever taken my breath away. I can’t wait to make her my wife, making her mine forever.
We roar back through the wedding chapel drive-thru, and the same guy we saw earlier is still there. “Ah, you’re back. Ready to make it official?” I pull out the license from my back pocket and hand it to him. He scans it over and then places it to the side. “All right, now that’s out of the way, which package do you want? The quick ceremony? Your own vows ceremony? Or the deluxe?”
I open my mouth to answer, but my girl beats me to it, picking the one I had in mind.
“The quick one,” Piper says and then snuggles into my back. “We’ve got places to be.”
The thought of getting her out of that dress flashes through my mind again, and it makes my cock twitch in my jeans.
The man smiles. “Excellent choice. Shall we begin?”
“Yeah,” I say as I push myself up off the bike and then help Piper off the bike. She stares at me with a quizzical expression and I tell her, “I want to look at your face when I commit myself to you. I want you to look into my eyes, and know I mean every fucking promise I’m about to make to you.”
She smiles at me, and I swear her entire face lights up like she’s a goddman angel. She’s happy. It’s easy to see it because it’s written all over her face. I hope she knows she’s making me the happiest man on the fucking planet right now.
I take her small hands in mine, and my heart pounds in my chest.
“Lovely,” The man says from the window. “Kevin, you repeat after me…”
I do as he asks, and before I know it, I’ve said my vows, and now Piper is pledging hers to me.
“Do you have rings?” the man asks, and we both shake our heads.
This wasn’t the most exactly thought out plan since it was spur of the moment.
“For an extra one hundred dollars, I can provide you with simple gold bands. Would you be interested?”
“Yes,” I reply instantly. “I need every man that looks her way to know she’s taken.”
“Agreed,” Piper chimes in. “Not just for me, though, but for women to know the same about him.”
The man nods and grabs a box from under the counter and quickly fits us for rings before continuing the ceremony.
Piper and I exchange rings, sliding them onto each other’s ring fingers.
“You may now kiss your bride,” the man says.
I wrap my arms around Piper, and pull her tight against my chest before I kiss my wife deeply. Her fingers thread through my hair and when a little moan emits from her throat, I pull back, knowing if I don’t I’ll lose control and be tempted to fuck her right here on my bike.
The man clears his throat. “That’ll be one hundred and forty, plus tax.” I hand over the cash, and he hands me a receipt and our paperwork. “Congratulations. I wish the two of you a long, and happy life together.”
I stuff the papers into my back pocket, and then Piper and I hop onto my bike, ready for the honeymoon.
Chapter Fourteen
Piper
I can’t believe it. I’m officially Cade’s wife—Mrs. Kevin Cade. I keep repeating my new name, Piper Cade, over and over in my mind, and I smile.
Stopped at a red light, Cade turns to say, “We’ll have to stay off the strip since you’re not twenty-one.”
“Back at the dress shop they recommended the Lucky Diamond motel.”
He nods and when the light turns green, he pulls off into a parking lot, takes out his phone and searches for directions. Once he gets them, we’re back out on the road.
It takes less than ten minutes to get there, and Cade wastes no time going in to get the room.
He grins at me as he dangles the key from his fingers in front of me. “Let the honeymoon begin.”
I laugh, loving his excitement and this playful side of him.
The longer I’m with Cade, the more of his tough persona seems to melt away to reveal a sweet and considerate man I’m happy to spend the rest of my life with.
I reach for the key, and when it’s in my grasp, he leans in and kisses me. “Come on. It’s time for me to tear that dress off that beautiful body with my teeth.”
His wicked words instantly cause my panties to get wet and I squirm with anticipation. Tonight I have no doubt he’s about to rock my world.
Cade hops back on the bike and then parks us in front of our room. The moment I step off the bike Cade hoists me up into his arms, causing me to giggle. “Cade.”
He smiles down at me while he walks us toward the door. “Figured we could at least do one traditional thing.”
I bite my lip as I stare up at him. “Who knew you were so romantic.”
“Only with you, babe. I’ve never ever cared enough about anyone else to show this side of myself to.”
I trace his chin with the tips of my fingers. “Knowing that only makes me love you more.”
His warm, plump lips press against mine. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved, Piper, and I meant those vows we said. I’ll protect you, always.”
Warmth fills my entire body and I know marrying Cade was the best decision I’ve ever made. This man, my husband, doesn’t know it, but he has my complete heart. What we have has been fast and intense, but it’s one hundred percent real. I love this man. He is my forever.
I unlock the motel room door, but Cade still refuses to put me down. He carries me across the threshold and then kicks the door cl
osed behind us.
“Now that I have you all alone, Mrs. Cade, think I’ll make good on that promise to rip this dress from your body.”
I trace a finger with a black painted nail down his chest. “When you unwrap this present I’ve got a surprise for you.”
His thick eyebrow arches. “You’ve got me intrigued, babe. What do you have hiding underneath?”
“You’ll have to wait and see,” I tease.
“In that case,” he says and then sets my feet on the ground. “Let’s get this party started.”
In one fluid motion, Cade spins me around so my back faces him, and then he sweeps my hair across my shoulders. His fingers graze the bare skin on my back as he unzips my dress. Warm, strong hands shove the lacy material off my shoulders and Cade gasps just before the dress pools at my feet.
“Holy fuck, if I had known you were completely naked under this dress, any amount of self-control I had would’ve gone right out the goddamn window.” The warmth of his lips against my shoulders ignites a fire in my belly and an instant ache between my legs. “I can’t wait to taste your sweet pussy.”
I lay my head back and his muscular arms encircle me as he kneads my breasts in his large hands. His touch is magical and now I can’t picture my life without it. Being naked under this gown is the most erotic, bad-girl thing I’ve ever done in my life, and it’s exciting that I turn him on so much. If I have my way, I’ll keep surprising him this way for the rest of our lives because he seems to like it, and I enjoy turning him on.
Fire is left in his wake as he trails kisses along my skin, working his way up under the soft spot just below my ear. He nibbles my earlobe and growls the word “mine” before he steps to the side of me and crushes his lips against mine.
I melt into him, pushing my hands under his leather vest to feel his firm chest beneath the soft fabric of his white T-shirt. He peels his kutte off while still tangled in our kiss and then I go to work buttoning his jeans. Cade grabs the back of his shirt and tugs it over it head in the sexy way guys do before pressing his bare chest against mine. The warmth of his skin against mine causes me to grow wet. It’s like my vagina knows it’s about to experience unparalleled pleasure.
I shove Cade’s jeans down over his firm ass and drop to my knees before him. His cock stands proudly, begging for my touch, and I happily oblige. I grab the base of his shaft and wet my lips before popping his head into my mouth.
Cade’s head falls back and he moans before threading his fingers through my hair. “Damn, babe. Fuck yeah.”
His dirty words of encouragement stokes the fire of my desire, and I go to work, bobbing my head up and down, taking in as much of him as I can.
The grip he has on my hair tightens and he intakes a sharp breath. “Shit, you’re good at that. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum, and I don’t want to do that.”
I pull back and stare up at him. “Why not?”
Lust filled eyes stare back at me. “I’m coming in your pussy. If you’re not already pregnant, you will be by the time this night’s through.”
My heart flutters. The thought of having Cade’s baby inside me causes me to grow wetter. I want that with him—a family—and from the amount of times Cade has mentioned it to me, he does too.
“Stand up,” he commands and then nods toward the bed. “Get on your knees.”
I bite my lip, anticipating the feel of Cade inside me, as I crawl onto the bed wearing nothing but the white stilettos. Cade is addicting and I want him inside me.
The rough tip of his finger slides inside my folds to find my swollen clit. The moment he makes contact, I gasp in pleasure.
“You like that?” he asks in a low tone. “Want me to keep going?”
“Yesss,” I hiss. “More.”
“More,” he mimics my words like he’s considering what I’ve just said as he circles his finger against the most sensitive part of my body. “It’s time for me to taste this sweet cunt again. Move to the middle of the bed.”
I do exactly as he orders, and he pushes my legs further apart, sliding his body underneath me. “Sit on my face.”
He grips my hips and pulls down until he’s able to slip his tongue between my folds. Slick, hot, wetness rubs against my clit as he inserts a finger inside me.
I toss my head back as I hold my own breasts in my hands and work my hips. Every nerve inside me tingles, and as I’m about to cum, Cade pulls his finger out of my pussy and inserts the tip of it into my tight, virgin ass. I cry out in pleasure as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had rips through me.
The sheets ball up into my fists, as I hold on tight as my body spasms. “Oh, God. Cade!”
He continues his assault on my clit until I’m so sensitive I nearly scream from over-stimulation. When he stops, I collapse onto the bed next to Cade.
He rolls over and presses his lips to mine—the taste of me lingering on his lips. “We’re just getting started.”
I touch his face, the light stubble scratching my fingertips. “What else can possibly top that?”
He rolls on top of me, his hard length pressing against my open and ready entrance. “This.”
He thrusts his hips and he’s inside me in one smooth motion. All of his weight balances on his elbows while he waits on me to adjust to his size before he rocks his hips against me. My fingers dig into his back as he rests his forehead against mine. Our eyes remain locked as he thrusts in and out of me. This time feels different. We’re connecting on a whole different level, and if I had to guess what making love feels like, this would be it.
The rhythmic contact his pelvis makes with my clit causes a hum to vibrate through me. My toes curl as another orgasm hits me. I scream out his name, and he quickens his pace, searching for his own release.
“Fuck. I’m coming. God, you feel so fucking good.” His chants become unintelligible as he cums hard and coats inside my walls with his seed.
Both of our bodies still as we try to catch our breath. This man is amazing, and he’s all mine.
“Piper,” Cade whispers my name. “I love you.”
My heart does a double thumb because the way he’s looking at me, there’s no doubt he means it.
I lick my lips slowly as I lock my eyes onto his gray ones. “And I love you.”
After we shower and dress for bed, we fall asleep, locked in one another’s arms. This has been the perfect day, and I’m excited to begin my life with my new husband.
* * *
My eyes snap open at the sound of the motel room door being kicked in. The rays of an early morning sun blast into the room, making the intruders completely visible. Three men with black kutte’s, long hair and facial hair barrel through the door.
It takes a minute for me to realize the scream that’s assaulting my ears is actually coming from me. I scramble back against the headboard, but it’s no use. I’m trapped and one of the men grabs me while the other two drag Cade out of the bed. Fists fly and legs kick at Cade on the floor.
“What the fuck were you thinking, Cade!” A skinny man with long, greasy hair shouts in between blows. “You had it made.”
My man is tough as they come, but two on one in a sneak attack gets the best of him. There’s nothing I can do to help, either, because I’m busy trying to fight off my own attacker.
“Cade!” I scream out his name while getting yanked out of bed.
The sound of my voice seems to light a fire under Cade, because he growls as his fists go crazy trying to fight the men off.
I pound my fists onto the forearms of my attacker, but it’s no use. He’s too strong.
My hair flies in my face as I’m dragged out of the motel room and to a waiting car.
Fear fills every inch inside me, not only for my own safety, but for my husband. This is bad, and I know from here it’s only going to get worse…for the both of us.
Chapter Fifteen
Cade
The first thing my eyes land on when I wake up is a pool of blood. Judging by the
way my cheek presses against the worn, tan carpet, the blood is either coming from my nose or mouth…or both. To say I was surprised by the little visit my club gave me would be a fucking understatement.
How the fuck did they find us?
I thought I was careful. I’ve paid for everything in cash since we left Cali because I know tracking my fucking bank transactions would be the first thing they’d do to find me. Lemy may be a fucking slime ball and get on everyone’s goddamn nerves, but his hacking abilities make him valuable to the club. I knew Frank would sic Lemy on my trail once they figured out I was gone with Piper. Disobeying a direct order is punishable by death, so in the grand scheme of things, I should be glad I’m even alive right now, but I don’t give a shit about myself. My concern centers around Piper and what the fuck Lemy and Del plan on doing with her. I hate Piper is their fucking leverage.
I have to get her back.
I roll over and every fucking fiber inside me aches like I’ve been run over by a truck. A groan slips past my lips as I push myself up. It’s been a while since I’ve had my ass handed to me. I’m a good fighter, but those two motherfucker’s kicked in my door and attacked while I was asleep. There wasn’t much I could do, and that fucking kills me. They stole Piper from me, and now there’s going to be hell to pay.
I grip the sheets on the bed and hoist myself up. Pain slices through me from, no doubt, a few broken ribs. Blood smears on the back of my hand as I rub it across my face.
Damn.
They really fucked me up.
I stumble into the bathroom and catch the first sight of my face. The skin above my right eye is split open and a trail of blood trickles down the side of my face. “Jesus Christ.”
I turn on the water and clean up the best I can, before I get dressed and head for my bike, devising a plan on how the fuck I’m going to take on my entire club.
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