Dix: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Reckless Souls MC Book 7), page 18
I shrug, trying to stay calm. “It’s what had to be done. I’m just glad the old man was the one who did it.”
Ace shakes his head, his eyes narrowed. “I don’t buy it. There's something more sinister going on here. We need to keep a closer eye on Rojas. He’s a loose cannon, and we can't afford to let him run wild.”
I frown, unsure of what to do next. “What if he’s genuinely worried that Emiliano was trying to take over? That’s really why he killed his own son?”
Ace and I fall into a thoughtful silence, but it’s short-lived. “If that’s the case, he’s crazier or more ruthless than we thought.”
“Maybe both.” I mutter, already thinking ahead to our next move. “We got this, man. We’ve faced worse before, and we’ve always come out on top.”
Ace nods, his expression serious. “You are right about that. Let’s get to work then. I’ll get Wild Man on intel; you go back in there and figure this shit out. We can’t have the law hanging around Morgan. That man could put us all away for life.”
Fuck that. I’m not going back to prison for anyone.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Valentina
“You’re back.” I say and turn over in the bed, smiling at my man standing in front of me. “Finally.”
His hair is damp, and as my gaze slides down his naked body, I can tell he’s just got out of the shower.
“Such a long fucking night.” His words come out on a tired growl, but the smallest smile touches his lips. “Seeing you is the best part of it.”
I smile at his sweet words and lean forward to run my thumb along the stubble on his cheek. “Well, I had a good night getting to know the girls, but seeing you is still the best part.” I press a kiss to his neck. “How about a midnight fuck?”
Dix’s lips curl into a sexy smile that sends heat pulsing through my body as he hooks an arm around my waist and pulls me onto his chest. “We need to talk.”
This sounds serious, so I pull back to look at his face, to see what he’s feeling when he speaks. “What is it?” My heart races. What if he’s changed his mind about us? “Dix?”
When his big hand reaches out to take hold of mine, and he pulls me close, I feel like I’m home. “I want to finish our conversation from yesterday.”
I nod slowly, uneasiness coursing through me. Did he reconsider after whatever happened last night “Okay. You have made up your mind?”
I let my fingertips dance in the silky hairs on his chest.
“I have,” he nods, his voice gruff and full of emotion. “I fucking love you, Valentina. Hell, I might have fallen for you just a little bit back in Costa Rica.”
He smiles and lets go of my hand, running his fingers up and down my hips and waist as if he can’t get enough of me.
“I like what I’m hearing so far.”
His laughter vibrates against my stomach. “Sneaking around with you was hot as fuck, and I hope we never lose that spontaneity. But having you here every fucking day, waking up with you, and falling asleep with you curled against me is so much better. I want that, and greedy fucker that I am, I want it every single day.”
I smile up at him, and my heart is so full it aches. “That is what I want as well, Dix.”
“Good. Because I don’t give a shit that it’s too soon, or that I haven’t taken you out on a real date or anything. None of that fucking matters to me, Val. The only thing I care about is you. Keeping you safe and keeping you here with me. That’s what I want. It’s what’s best for us.”
His fingers tighten on my hips, and he shoves aside the tank top I wore to bed up, pressing a kiss to my bare flesh. “Being with you is what’s best for me, Valentina.”
“Dix.” I whisper his name and blink back the tears gathering behind my eyes. “Who knew my big strong biker had such a way with words?”
He smiles. “I guess loving a good woman can do that to a guy.”
“That’s what I want to be for you, Dix. A good woman. A good wife.” I hold his face because I need to look deep into his gorgeous, soulful eyes. “I want to be your peace at home. I want to take care of you the way I know you will take care of me.”
“I know.”
I can’t help the smile that crosses my face at his assurance, his faith in me. “Dix. The MC is part of this, I know. It’s one big family, and I understand. If you need something from me, just ask.”
“I love the fuck out of you for that, babe.” Dix pushes to his feet, weaving his fingers through my hair. “I love you more than I ever thought possible. We couldn’t be more different, but none of that matters because I love you, and I want you to be my wife. My Valentine. For life.”
One quick blink later and I feel the hot, wet tears sliding down my cheeks. “Dix,” I whisper when he reaches down to his jeans on the floor and produces a ring box. “When did you have time to buy a ring?”
He laughs. “That’s your question?”
I nod. “Well, yes.”
“It was in my pocket when you broke up with me at the Air BnB. It was meant to be a token of my affection, a way to show the cartel princess that I knew what she deserved. Now, it’s a symbol of our future.”
“Yes, Dix. I love you so much.” Our lips crash together, and I kiss him with everything I have, holding his face and devouring his mouth, letting our tongues dance and crash together in our hunger for one another.
Dix pulls back first and his skin is as flushed as mine. His hazel eyes pierce through my soul, and I know, in this moment, what it means to truly love another person with my whole heart.
Then he puts a finger to my lips to stop me. “Before you say yes—”
I pull his finger away. “—I’m saying yes.”
He laughs. “Before you do, there’s something I need to tell you.” He lets out a long sigh and sits up.
I nod. “Okay. But now you’re worrying me.”
“It’s your brother, Emiliano.” Dix bows his head and details the events of the evening that lead to my father killing my brother.
He holds me in his arms while I cry for my wayward brother and the life and the future he will never have.
“I am so fucking sorry, babe, but you need to know.”
I nod and swipe at my tears. “I know and I’m glad you told me. I’m also glad it was Papa who did it.”
“You are?”
I smile at his disbelief. “I am. Bene is strong, but he wouldn’t be able to live with killing his brother. And if it had been anyone else it would be endless war to avenge his death.”
Emiliano’s death was inevitable, and this is the best possible outcome. “I love you Dix and I am ready to start our life together, whatever that looks like for us. To be your Valentine.”
“Good, because it starts with a wedding.”
I let my head fall back with a laugh, feeling the sadness fall away like shedding an old skin. Gone is the cartel princess who’s had life handed to her within the confines of her gilded cage, and in her place is a loving wife walking through life at the side of her totally gorgeous man. “You’re wrong.”
“Am I?”
I nod and give his chest a shove until he’s on his back and I’m straddling his hips. “It starts right here, right now.”
He groans when I slide off him, but his hazel eyes darken when I remove the flimsy tank top and shorts I sleep in. “I like where this is going.”
I smile and kneel at his feet, sliding my palms up from his ankles to his strong muscles in his calves and thighs, up to his narrow waist, where I dip my fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs.
“Hips,” I order, and he lifts his hips, smiling up at me as I remove the boxers. “You are so fucking beautiful, Dix.”
He sits up, the muscles in his chest and abs flexing beautifully, and I clench at the sight of him.
“That’s my line, and we’re missing one thing.” He holds up the ring, and I raise my hand for him to slip it on my finger. I stare at it. This is so different from the last time when I was forced to get married.
“Valentina,” he says, his voice quavering with emotion. “Will you marry me?”
My voice is also thick with unspoken feelings when I say, “Yes. It’s beautiful. I love you so much, Dix.”
He laughs and scoops an arm around me, pulling me up against his chest as we fall back onto the bed together. “I love you too. Now let’s celebrate.”
“Thought you’d never ask.” I press my lips to his and kiss him deeply, pouring all the love I feel back into him. This feeling inside my chest is too strong to ignore, and the only way to soothe it is to give it back to him. We kiss long and slow, our tongues gliding together in an erotic dance that shoots fire through my veins.
Desire builds within me until I can’t stand it anymore. I rise up and adjust myself on top of his eagerly awaiting cock. His hard length slides inside me with ease, and I know this is what I want. His ring on my finger, his breath on my lips, and his thick cock inside me.
My hips start to roll, slowly at first, but the sensation drives me wild. I move faster, bucking and grinding as pleasure surges through me. Dix grabs my hips firmly, guiding me as he slams himself into me from below.
“That’s right baby, come all over my cock.”
I try to control my speed, but it’s impossible. “Dix!” His fingertips sink into my flesh as he drags me against him until I finally scream out in pleasure and grind against him for every bit of pleasure I can get out of him before slipping off, breathless and panting.
“No, honey. I’m not finished.” He growls and lifts me up again until my still vibrating pussy is just above his mouth. “Like this. Give yourself to me, Val."
I lower myself carefully until I feel his hot tongue slip inside my folds, his lips around my sensitive clit until I cry out in pleasure and jerk away again.
“Don't tease me babe,” he says playfully. “I’m too hungry for you for that.”
His words send a shiver through me, and I laugh. “I’m hungry for you too, Dix.” He growls his pleasure when I rotate and lay across his body, taking his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. “Whoever comes first calls the shots later.”
“Deal,” he growls, grabbing my ass cheeks and burying his face in my pussy. The way he attacks me in all the right spots is enough to make me dizzy, but this is my man, my forever. I grab the base of his cock in a tight grip and take him in my mouth, covering my teeth with my wet lips and taking him slow and deep.
“Fuck,” he tears his mouth from me to roar his pleasure, and I smile around him. “Playing dirty? I fucking love it.” He smacks one of my cheeks and spreads me wide, using the tip of his tongue to drive me out of my mind.
Two can play that game. I smile and take him deeper and deeper, clenching my throat tight as I swallow around him until his hips buck, and I open to take all of him with a moan.
He licks me from my asshole to my clit, sucking and slurping along the way. A finger finds my slick asshole and dips inside. I’m so fucking close. My pussy is still pulsing from the first orgasm, and I can’t hold out much longer. He laughs when I pulse around him.
I cup his sac and increase my speed, taking him fast and as deep as I can, enjoying the guttural sounds that vibrate against my pussy and up my spine. “Aye Dios!” I say around his cock.
“Oh fucking fuck,” he growls against my pussy, and pushes a finger inside.
“Yes,” I moan around his cock, grinding against his face and his fingers. I buck up against him and every move hits a pleasure spot, forward and my clit hits his tongue, back and both holes are full of him. Full of Jake. Dix.
Mine.
I take him deep and swipe my tongue across his balls, smiling when they tighten.
Suddenly, it’s like a fire ignites in the room and swirls around us, both of us moving wildly, eager and hungry to give the other the ultimate pleasure. He’s sucking my clit and finger fucking me and I’m deepthroating his cock like my life depends on it.
The room falls still, and the air around me almost crackles with electricity.
Pleasure start from my toes, crawling up my body like a wave until it crashes over me in an explosion. Dix flexes beneath me, his hands grasping my ass and his lips and tongue moving like lightning as I flood his mouth with my juices, crying out his name.
“Oh, Dix. Oh, Dios.” I breath and roll off Dix’s hard body, panting. Wheezing. “Oh my. Now that’s how you start a life together.”
“Nope.” Dix sits up and in one quick move he’s on top of me, elbow hooking under one leg as his cock plunges deep into me. “This is the start. Officially,” he grunts and pumps his hips just a little deeper until I’m so full I can hardly breathe.
“Ah, si. This is an incredible start. Really fucking incredible.”
He grunts and then his lips crash down on mine, his tongue doing the same thing to my mouth his cock is doing to my body.
Already my legs are trembling, and I buck up, meeting his cock stroke for mind-numbing stroke. “Fuck, Dix. Yes, mi vida.”
“Ah!” He rears up on his knees, tossing my legs over his thighs and holding my inner thighs tight. I’ll be bruised tomorrow, and I don’t care. “I get to watch those beautiful tits of your jiggle for the rest of our lives.”
I arch into him and put my hands on top of his. “We can wake up like this every morning.”
He moans and leans forward, sucking a nipple between his lips before releasing me with a loud pop. “I need to feel you, Valentina. Right fucking now.” His jaws are clenched tight and his strokes speed up, fucking me harder and deeper and I know we’re not going to last much longer.
“Oh, God, Dix!” I cry out, breathless and panting.
“Shit,” he grunts and bends down, taking my mouth in a searing kiss that does just what we both need. Almost at the same time, our bodies go tight and our gazes lock with love flowing back and forth between us for a long moment before the dam breaks and pleasure floods our bodies.
“Dix!” I arch into him one last time and I feel his cock jerking as it fills me up. “I love you.”
“I love you back, babe. Fucking forever.”
My body sinks into the mattress, his magnificent weight on top of me, making me feel safe and secure. Loved beyond all reason.
“Siempre,” I purr. “It’s a good start.”
EPILOGUE
Dix
“You look damn fine on my bike, wife.” Valentina’s beauty is captivating as she reclines on my motorcycle. Her blonde hair cascades down her back, and the black leather jacket and shorts highlight her long, graceful legs.
Just like our spontaneous Vegas wedding, she takes my breath away once more. “Sexy as fuck.”
She arches her back and laughs. “I would look better on you, husband. But we have obligations. I suppose.” Her tongue slips out and slicks across her bottom lip and then her top lip.
I step forward and hold a hand out to her. “It’s just an official introduction, Valentine. Banger insists on doing it this way and to be honest, I kinda like the idea of it.”
“I’m fine with it, but the way you devoured my pussy in the limo from the airport has me a little hot…and bothered.” She takes my hand and hops off the bike, wrapping her arms around my waist.
I drop a kiss to her mouth and laugh. “I promise to make it up to you later.”
“Oh, I can’t wait.” She takes a step back and lays a hand over my heart.
“All right, lovely ladies and brothers!” Banger’s voice booms over what sounds like a speaker system. Apparently, they went all out. More than I expected for sure.
Valentina laughs. “Sounds like it will be much later before you make it up to me.” Her words are like a kitten in my ear and her hands glides up and down my cock. “Pity.”
My jaws clench as Banger’s voice sounds again.
“For the first time, officially, your Vice President and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Jake Dixon!” The doors fly open with Diesel on one side and Tank on the other, smiling at us. Happy for us.
Shit. I thought I was emotional when we spoke our vows. Right now I’m choking with emotion as we step inside, and everyone I know and love in this fucking world is smiling back at us.
“Congratulations to the happy couple!”
“Cheers!” The whole damn room erupts with cheers and raised drinks sloshing all over the fucking place.
“Wow,” Valentina leans in and whispers. “You bikers know how to party.”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet, babe.” Before I can say more, we’re surrounded by my brothers and their women and shots of tequila appear in our hands.
Shades raises a fresh shot of tequila to his lips and knocks it back with a satisfied sigh. “So tell us, Dix, how does it feel to be married?”
I glance down at my beautiful bride. “Fucking incredible man. You should try it.” I wink at Letty who looks away with a sweet blush on her cheeks.
Gia steps up and loops one arm through Valentina’s and raises her glass in the air. “To Dix and Valentina, married and safe and having legal fuck fests and all that. And to adding another sister to the group, one with a killer shoe collection. Congratu-fuckin’-lations to the glowing couple!”
“Congratu-fuckin’-lations!”
Valentina laughs at the nontraditional toasts and smiles up at me, looking so beautiful I want to drag her back to our place and spend the rest of the night in her arms. Instead, I settle for a long, slow sweep of my tongue against hers before pulling back with a grin. “One thing, and then I’ll meet you on the dance floor, wife.”
“I’ll be right here waiting patiently, husband.”
I cross the room and let out a sharp whistle to shut everybody up and take the mic. “Brothers, you fuckers have really outdone yourselves with this party tonight. Showing up for us in Vegas was gift enough, but this.”
I look around the room overcome with emotion as I take in the happy, smiling faces of our big, blended family.
