Page 43 of Blade: Blade Outlawz MC

“What if I asked you to become Mrs. Nixon?”

“Like, to be your wife?”

“Yeah. I don’t have a ring yet, but I want you to be my wife. We can get married here or at the house. Your cousin can be there, and the club members if you want. I don’t want anything big, just us and our closest people. What do you say?”

I looked around the room at all the members, and even though I’d just met them, I felt more welcomed with them than I did with my father’s club. I was right where I needed to be, and I’d been so happy with Dion.

I looked back into his handsome face and his eyes. I felt the love he had for me spreading all through my body.

“I’d say, yes.”

He cupped my face and kissed me passionately. It didn’t matter who was around us.

We didn’t break the kiss until his brother yelled out, “Get a room.”

Everyone laughed, and Dion pecked my lips one more time. He gave his brother the finger, then focused his attention on me.

“Thank you, baby girl. Let’s get ready for this blanket drive.”

“Thank you.”

We separated and welcomed people from the community for the blanket drive. I loved everything about Dion and the club, and I knew I made the right decision. I finally felt like I was a part of something good.

Isat in my bedroom watching Pepper on the camera. A year had gone by, and I was still obsessed with her. She’d turned the room I held her captive in, into her own little sanctuary. I did tell her about the cameras, so I knew that she knew I was watching her. It was obvious by the little show she put on for me. It was the day of our wedding, and we decided, well, she decided for me that we would sleep in different rooms.

The wedding would be at the house instead of the clubhouse like I originally planned. It was a beautiful day out, and Mouse and Cayenne decorated the yard the way Pepper wanted it.

Everything was blue and pink, representing both of our favorite colors. I couldn’t wait to make her my wife, but I was focused on the screen.

My dick was in my hand as I watched Pepper spread her legs and touch herself. It took everything in me not to go into that room the night before, but I respected Pepper’s wishes. It had been three days since we had sex, and I couldn’t wait to have her again. I was still addicted to the taste and feel of her. I would have never guessed that when I kidnapped her, she would become one of the most important people in my life.

She was my world, and I couldn’t imagine my life without her. I thought I lost the ability to love when my twin died, but Pepper came in and changed that.

When she slipped two fingers inside of herself, I stroked my dick. I moved closer to the screen, and I wished I could hear her moans, but I committed them to memory, so I improvised. I could read her lips, though, and I knew when she was on the verge of cumming when she said my name.

“That’s right, baby girl. Put on a good show for me,” I whispered. I increased my strokes in the hope of us coming at the same time.

When her mouth formed an O, I squeezed my dick and caught the cum that oozed out of it.

A few seconds passed before Pepper got up and blew a kiss at the camera.

I did the same and chuckled. “See you in an hour, baby.” I watched her walk to the bathroom then cut the camera off. I needed to get dressed, and I wanted the first time I saw her dress was when she walked down the makeshift aisle to me.

I used a tissue to wipe my hand off, then got up and went into the bathroom to shower.

Pepper officially moved in after I asked her to marry me. As far as I knew, she hadn’t talked to her father, and that was fine with me, as long as it didn’t bother her. I would put my shit to the side with Harold if she needed me to, but I was okay with not being around him.

As long as he didn’t fuck with her, I wouldn’t have to kill him.

Just as I put on my vest, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

The door opened, and my brother walked in. His eyes swept over my fit.

He smirked. “I see you got your vest on.”

“Pepper and I agreed we would wear our vests.”

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