Never Love An Outlaw (Deadly Pistols MC #1)(79)
“When I told you I wanted you to remember today forever, it's not because we're moved in. It's not even because we're f*cking like wild animals. We've been living together for weeks back at my cabin before we landed this place, and I cherish every damned day with you. But you're gonna remember tonight because it's the night you became my wife. All you've gotta give me is one simple word.” He paused, tense and dramatic. “What do you say, Megan Wilder?”
I could barely think. There wasn't time when it all came rushing out.
“Yes!” I whispered, turning toward him, pushing my lips against his.
At some point we stopped kissing long enough for him to take the ring out and shove it on my finger. Its coolness surrounded my finger, but more importantly, it was right.
“Don't ever forget I loved you before you just made me the happiest outlaw in the whole damned world.” He grinned, gazing into my eyes.
I eyed the scar running down his face and smiled, a beautiful imperfection as beautifully imperfect as all of this.
Fuck perfect. Fuck the man with the trust fund and the job with a suit and tie. Fuck everything I'd thought was grand, what I'd feared had been stolen from me forever by the pimp.
I had the only man I'd ever want right here, the one who'd shown me there was more life on the back of a motorcycle than a lifetime in a stuffy mansion.
“I'm not sure about that, Skin. I think I can make you a whole lot happier before the night's through.” I reached down, feeling his muscular thighs, rounding my fingers to his cock, hard again and pulsing for attention.
“Fuck, you know I love a challenge, babe. Show me. I already know my old lady gives good head, and now I wanna feel my fiance's tongue on every inch of me.”
Smiling, I dropped to my knees. I worshiped his body all night, the same way I knew I would for the rest of my life.
Alive, loved, and finally free.
I never thought I'd love an outlaw, much less marry one. Now, I couldn't imagine being happy with anything less.
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Outlaw's Kiss: Grizzlies MC Romance
By Nicole Snow
Content copyright ? Nicole Snow. All rights reserved.
Published in the United States of America.
First published in December, 2014.
Disclaimer: The following ebook is a work of fiction. Any resemblance characters in this story may have to real people is only coincidental.
Description
AN OUTLAW'S KISS SEDUCES, CONQUERS, AND NEVER LIES...
MISSY
The dirty little secret dad left in the basement was supposed to be our salvation. Guess nobody told him you don't take cash from killers without savage consequences.
Now, the Grizzlies Motorcycle Club owns my sister and I. We're only alive because the rugged hulk with the piercing eyes who won't stop ordering me around says so. He saved us, but he's also an enigma I don't understand.
Why does he keep calling me his old lady? Is he really the light to our darkness? And why the hell can't I stop thinking nasty, shameful things about ending up underneath his wicked tattoos and crude lips?
BRASS
I claimed her on impulse, and all my brothers laughed. Didn't know I'd end up with a smoking hot spitfire who looks at me like I'm the devil himself.
I expected my reputation to crack, but my damned mind's going with it. She's got me questioning my own club and asking myself every single day how long I can keep my hands off her.
It was only pretend, a way to keep her safe. But I can't ignore the very real brutality, corruption, and danger stalking us. Just like I can't forget the storm in my blood that won't stop howling 'til she's wearing my brand and bracing for my kiss.