Mom turned.
“We’re having a housewarming for our new place.” I tapped the side of my thighs. “Mia and I would really love it if you could make it.”
Mom’s disconcerted gaze swept over my men. “I’ll think about it.”
As she walked away, Slade said, “All you can do is love your grandkids and steer them from violence.”
Ironic when Mia and any kids I had with my men would grow up knee-deep in ruthless bloodshed. Hopefully that future might change if the dangerous part of the Jackals’ business went to the new chapter.
Mom glanced over her shoulder as she notched open the door. “I’ll always be a biker wife. I’m not ashamed of who I am. But I’m ashamed of what my son did. I will never forgive him.”
The gate closed behind her like a page being turned in a book.
Slade scraped his face. “Fuck, that was rough.”
Few things shook my mate, if any, but he never expected to be confronted like that, and on such a treacherous topic.
I curled my arm around his waist and leaned my head on his broad chest. “Thank you for taking the heat. You didn’t have to tell her that.”
Slade heaved a sigh of relief now that weight was lifted from his shoulders. “I’ll take the heat for you any day, sugar.”
“Stop.” I shoved at him, my heart brimming, falling in love with him even deeper. “The devil doesn’t admit his crimes.”
His dark laugh reignited the dampened flame in my core. “Maybe I’m the Love god today.” He squeezed me, teasing me, and hell, I loved it.
“Do you want to ride home?” I played with his shirt, tracing circles on his stomach, loving the hardness of his body.
“Fuck, no. We’ve got a hot date planned. Dinner, wine, candles, roses, and satin sheets.” He wagged his brows at me suggestively.
I skimmed my palms higher, and massaged his chest. “Wow, you have been busy, Mr. Vincent.”
Slade’s hand clapped down on my ass. “Get on my bike.”
Nah. Not yet. I wanted to revel in his heat a little longer and coasted my hand along his torso.
He clasped my wrist. “Sugar, you keep doing that, and I’m not gonna be responsible for what happens.”
Molten lava poured into my veins, pumping throughout my body, turning the small flames in my core into bonfires.
Zethan swooped in, stealing me from Slade’s hold, guiding me to the president’s bike. “Come on, baby. You need to eat and prepare for tonight. You’re gonna need your strength.”
CHAPTER7
Aaliyah
True to his word,Slade and my men didn’t disappoint. Dinner on the waterfront overlooking yachts, the harbor, and glowing lights on the calm sea. Candles, fancy-ass wine, lobster, and a side of vegetables. Getting fed by my men and them going crazy when I licked or sucked their fingers.
Topped off with a shimmery gold dress the president snuck in his suitcase for me. Clinging to all the right curves, my men’s eyes bugged when I twirled in it. Four dicks pressed at my sides as they crowded me in our room before we came downstairs for dinner.
Feeling glamorous all dolled up, I fingered the Swarovski crystal hair clip Castor pinned in my curls.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Slade growled, snatching my hand, nipping my knuckle. He placed a soft kiss on my fingers to soothe the sting.
Shivers scattered across my body at the compliment and I smiled, reaching for his thigh, squeezing him. His hand settled over mine, trapping me there. Beneath his suit, he burned with the flames of Hell.
Slade and Castor weren’t the only ones to surprise me. Alaric gifted me the largest damn bunch of roses with the sweetest little card. The most surprising, a little note from Zethan, telling me that he couldn’t wait to make babies with me when we were ready, and that he’d defend me if the others crossed the line on that topic. Damn, my mates spoiled me.
Worthy mentions went to my men for dressing up and looking sexy, decked out in navy or dark suits, white shirts, and ties. Frickin’ ties! Goddess, I couldn’t stop admiring their muscles and well-built forms stretching the fabric across their chests, arms, and legs. A peek of ink on their necks, chests, wrists, and fingers. Hair slicked back, beards or facial hair neat. Aftershave and rutting pheromones making me dizzy with how yummy they smelled. My men cleaned up really well.
