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Gunner rolls his eyes before he answers. “It’sholdyourpeace, you crazy fuck,” He scoffs.
Rex is chuckling to himself as he holds the heavy wooden door of the church open for us.
“They don’t do that in our type of Baptist wedding,” Goldie says, still smiling.
“But you found just the right time,” Rex adds with a wink.
I’m at the threshold, looking out of the doorway of the Church and out into the parking lot and street beyond.
It’s all black leather and chrome.
Grim Riders. As far as the eyes can see.
The engines of the motorcycles are still roaring, but Warden is easy to spot. He’s at the head of the pack, nearest to the Church’spaved walkway. I think he sees me holding Goldie and Warden flashes his black gloved hand in the thumbs up sign.
It’s our secret language and Gunner replies in kind.
Yes. Everything is absolutely fucking perfect.
We’ve got our woman and we are bringing her home.
Chapter 39
Goldie
It feels like a dream.
But I’m finally free.
Zeke carries me to a black SUV and Rex opens the back passenger door for him to gently place me inside. Zeke grumbles, but slides into the passenger seat while Gunner situates himself behind the steering wheel.
Rex slips in beside me. He wraps his lithe arms around me and I breathe in his scent of leather and musk.
He smells like home.
It’s too loud for conversation, with the Grim Riders’ escort surrounding us. The engines of the motorcycles roar as we race towards the Grim Riders’ compound.
Gunner steers the sleek SUV into an open stall in the garage and has to yell to make himself heard over the din.
“It’s my turn!” He roars and Gunner’s out of the car first. He flings my door open and scoops me into his arms.
“I could walk now,” I laugh, but I love the feeling of being cradled against his hard, burly chest. I rest my head against Gunner’s shoulder and he growls.
Gunner carries me all the way to his door, but he doesn’t wait for Rex or Zeke to help open it. With one swift kick, the door flies open.
I shriek and Gunner’s tossing me down on his king-sized bed. My three sexy bikers are still standing, surrounding me. I watch with awe as they all start undressing, starting by shrugging off their cuts and then pulling on the neck of their t-shirts. I lick my lips, feeling a tingle between my legs as I enjoy the show.
“I promised we’d give you more when you got back,” Rex says, gazing down at me with a sexy smirk. He unzips his fly and his jeans fall down around his ankles. I can see his thick erection bulging against the black fabric of his boxer briefs.
When Zeke drops his black jeans, his pierced cock springs free. It stands at attention, almost grazing his navel. There’s already a drop of pre-cum on the tip and my mouth waters as I think about the salty taste.
I reach for him, but Zeke pushes me back playfully. His hands slide up my arms and onto my shoulders. Zeke’s blue eyes sparkle and he flashes a sultry smile before his grip tightens and I hear the rip of fabric.
I squeal, but Zeke is ripping the dress off my body. The lace rips easily and I’m giggling as I lie there in my white bra and panties, the tattered remnants of the hideous dress discarded on the mattress.
The bed rocks and I know Gunner has gotten on it, but Zeke is hovering over me. He presses his lips to mine. They’re just as soft and warm as I remember and the hard shock of the metal in his tongue stud still makes me shudder.
Hands are unhooking my bra and sliding my panties over my hips, but I’m not sure who is who. They’re cupping my breasts and then someone teases me between the legs by running one finger up my slit.
