“You doing good, baby?” Nico asked from beside her at the head of the table.
She turned to face him and leaned in and kissed him as her response. Jagger started talking to Nico, and Sonya and the youngest Landon, Cain, came in with a few more dishes of food. She looked around the table again and took note that this was her family, the ones she wouldn’t have changed for anything else in the world. Court and Lilly were sitting beside each other, and Mason was beside his mom, pouring her some more iced tea. Diesel was speaking with Drevin, and Diesel’s wife, Maggie, and their sons Bodhi and Jakob were saying something to their mother that had her scolding them. That had Alexis laughing because it wasn’t too often she saw grown Grizzly members being reprimanded by their moms. But that was the thing with the MC. They might be tough and hardcore, take care of their families when the time called for it, but deep down they had a soft spot for their families, and were vulnerable at times, too.
Alexis stood and held her champagne glass up. Looking around the table showed men in leather cuts, sporting beards and bandanas, and hard expressions, but she saw beneath all of that to the real men and bears that were sitting before her. They came to celebrate this moment in their lives, and she couldn’t have asked for anything more heartwarming. “Thank you all for coming.” She held her glass higher. “I love you all, and I have never been prouder to be a Grizzly member than I am right now as I see all of you here to support Nico and me.”
There was a moment of silence, and then all of the men at the table started pounding on the wood hard enough that the dishes rattled. They didn’t need to say they loved her back, because that small gesture, and then the low hum that turned into a dull roar was all she needed to know that everyone here had each other’s backs. They were one unit, one family, and God help anyone that fucked with them. They were The Grizzly MC, and they were definitely a force to be reckoned with.
Chapter Nine
The bachelorette and bachelor party
“It feels like it’s been a long fucking time since I actually took you out on a date, like a date-date,” Nico said and grinned.
“It has been a really long fucking time,” Alexis said in return and started chuckling when Nico growled low in his throat.
“You know how hard I get when you drop the f-bomb, baby.” He reached out and grabbed her hand. “Say it again, baby.” He leaned forward, grinned this cocky smile, and wagged his eyebrows.
“You get hard over everything, Nico,” she said, and couldn’t help but laugh at the expression he had on his face.
“I only get hard when you’re in the damn room.”
She laughed harder. They had just finished dinner, and after Nico insisted on getting dessert, which of course required him to feed her the chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream, they were now waiting for the check.
“Come on, say it, baby, ‘cause my cock feels like it’s about to explode if you don’t.” He made this pouty face. To see this big bear shifting biker giving her puppy dog eyes, and all but begging her to say the word “fuck” just so he could get his rocks off, turned her on to no end.
She slipped off one of her heels, shifted so her ass was slightly off the chair, and placed her foot right between his big, muscular thighs. He let out this groan, and her pussy instantly became moist. The length of his hard cock was monstrous as it pressed against his jeans. She moved her foot up and down, stroking him and grinning when his pupils dilated. She could make him lose control and shift right here and now if she tried hard enough. “I can’t wait to leave here, go back to your place, and let you fuck me so hard and rough that I won’t be able to sit comfortably the next day.”
He growled so loud this time that a few of the patrons in the next table over glanced their way.
“I want that big cock of yours inside of my wet pussy, and I want you to fuck me like you own me, Nico.”
“I do own you, baby.”
She was so wet now, and her clit felt like her heart was beating a mile a minute in the tiny bundle of nerves.
“Can I get anything else for you two?” The waitress showed up at that second, of course, because it was the most inconvenient time, and flashed a fifty-watt smile their way.
Nico grunted in annoyance and shook his head. The waitress set the check down, and stood there for a minute, which was an awkward minute too long. When they were left alone again Nico pushed back in his seat, adjusted himself, which had her grinning, and grabbed his wallet. He tossed some bills on the table, stood, rolled his head around on his neck, and overall looked like he was ready to crawl out of his skin. “Come on, baby.”