Page 81 of Reaper Released

Pa Bernie claps him on the shoulder. “Whatever you need, son!”

“We’re here now!” Pa Cade adds, and we head inside. The party has picked up. There are drunk people dancing and singing to the band on the stage, the food is going down too, and the kids are running around, hyped up on excitement and sugar. It’s amazing to see what this man has done for me.

Walking back over to my other pas, they all give Steel a hug. Demi’s sitting on Bran’s lap, still in shock. She jumps up and flings herself at Steel. “Are you okay?”

He hugs her tight. “I’m okay. We’ll be okay.” He turns her around to see everyone’s smiling faces, happy to have found them both.

She smiles up at him. “We are, aren’t we? We're gonna be okay!”

He nods.

We have a few more drinks, and Steel’s phone rings. He waves it at me and goes outside. “Who the fucks phoning him? Everyone’s here!” I look around, and everyone important is at our table.

They all shrug.

Steel comes back into the tent. “It’s here!” Grabbing my hand, he looks over my shoulder. “Come on, you lot!” As he drags me outside and towards the clubhouse, followed by the rest of us, there’s a white van parked outside the front of the clubhouse. It's rocking as we come around the corner. We all gather there.

“What’s going on?” I don’t trust rocking vans, especially after the kidnapping incident.

“Wedding present!”

“You got me a van?”

“No, twat, I got you what’s in the van.”

“Oooh, what’s in the van?” Scar questions from behind me.

“Surprise!” is all Steel says, standing behind me, chin on my head and arms wrapped around me, holding me against his warm body. The guys from the van slam the back doors and come to me.

“Sign here, please, Mrs Steel.”

I look at Steel, and he smiles and nods. Mrs Steel, fuck, I like the sound of that! I have no idea what I’m signing, but I trust this man with everything that I am, so I do. The guys get in the van and drive away, leaving what can only be described as an orgasm on wheels.

A Harley Davidson Night Rod Custom in the same matte black as Steel’s, but his has silver rims and accessories, while mine has rose gold. Fuck, this is sexy. He releases me as I walk over to the bike and slide my hand down the tank and across the seat.

“This is mine?” I ask, really unsure what’s happening right about now. Steel only nods., “You bought this for me?” He nods again. “Steel, this must have cost a fortune. I can’t take it. It’s too much.”

Laughing, he grins. “Too late now, beautiful, you signed for it. It's yours, all bought and paid for. Hop on. Let me see how sexy you look on it!”

Hitching up my dress, I cock my leg over the bike.

“Only you would wear sexy ass biker boots and a blade to your own wedding!” Ares barks out a laugh.

“Two!” I lean down and tap my boot! Grinning like a motherfucker, I start the bike up, and the rumble through my thighs causes an involuntary moan.

Steel chuckles. “You like?”

“I fucking love it!” I start tucking my dress around my thighs and under my butt.

“Whoa, whoa, where the fuck do you think you're going?” Steel grabs the keys and turns the bike off.

“Hey, no fair! You can’t give me a bike and not let me ride it!” Folding my arms over my chest. “That’s almost like telling me I can have the same dick forever but not letting me use it! …Oh wait, you already did that!” I know I’m being a brat but no fair! “I can’t have two sexy things in my life and not be able to ride either of them. That's just cruel!”

Looking over Steel’s shoulder, I can hear tittering and scuffling as the others back away. I also hear Pa Bernie mumble.

“Come on. This may not end well for Steel!”

“You, husband!” I poke him in the chest. “Are a fucking fun sponge!”

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