She smiled, and the love he saw in her eyes for him made every bad thing he’d ever done in his fucked up life all worth it. He had a brotherhood, healthy daughter that was happy, and now this woman that he didn’t deserve. He was a bastard, had darkness that never left him, but with Violet there was that light, that silver lining. She was his happily ever after, and man, he’d do everything in his power never to fuck that up. He pulled her close and kissed her.
“You’re mine, Violet.”
“And you’re mine.”
Yeah he was, and fuck did it feel good.
****
Several months later
Cain sat at one of the picnic table set out behind the Brothers clubhouse. It was a hot fucking day even though it wasn’t even summer yet. The two grills were simultaneously cooking meat for the BBQ, celebrating nothing in particular. Today was just about everyone getting together. Callie, their VP’s daughter, was also the old lady to Lucien. The president of The Brothers was fiercely protective of the young woman and held her around the waist it was like he thought she’d float away or some shit, but then again all of the men that had settled down with old ladies were. Malice and his old lady Adrianna were over by the trees. The Sergeant at Arms had his woman in a protective hold, whispering something in her ear that had her blushing. Cain turned his focus away from the couple and saw Kink and his old lady, Cookie, over by the trees, the shade blocking out the harsh as hell rays of the sun. Cain brought his beer to his mouth and took a long drink. The club girls were moving around the back property, serving drinks and sitting and talking with the single members. Even though there were old ladies for some members, a lot of the guys were still unclaimed, and stayed that way. But Cain was surprised as hell that Kink, Malice, and Lucien had claimed a woman for their own. Hell, he was surprised he had taken on an old lady. He had never seen himself settling down, because the club was his life, and he always saw himself dying protecting the MC, alone and still young. But now he had Violet, loved her more than anything else in this fucking world, save for his club and his baby girl, but Violet had woken something up inside of him. Violet had made his cold, dead heart beat again, and even if Cain was still a cold blooded killer, would do the same in a heartbeat to ensure the MC, or anyone he loved and was under his protection was safe, he felt warmth and light when he was with Violet.
He looked over at his woman, saw the slight swell of her belly, and smiled. He loved her, fucking hell did he love her, and soon they would be a family. She might only be a few months pregnant with their first child, but it was his baby she carried, his seed that had been planted inside of her and was helping to grow that miracle in her belly. God, he was going to be a father again, and although he knew he was getting older, he wanted so much life with Violet. He wanted Fallina to finally have siblings, wanted her to be surrounded by a huge family that wasn’t just the club. She might have always been around the guys, loved by them all and kept safe, but he wanted her to have that connection she didn’t have while growing up.
He stared at his little girl, who was now a grown woman. She was so damn smart, growing stronger every day that her past and that traumatic experience were put behind her, and he was so proud of her, proud of Violet, too. They had experienced so much in their young years, but they’d flourished and bloomed into the beautiful women they were today.
Fallina placed her hand on Violet’s belly. He had also worried that Fallina would have been upset over the fact he and Violet were together, but his daughter had been supportive, even a little excited at the situation. He didn’t get into shit like that with his daughter, certainly had never spoken about his personal love life with Fallina, but she’d accepted it all so easily.
“Life’s good, man,” Tuck said from beside him. The scar on the biker’s face stood out. “Just need to wait for that sweet ass club pussy to get over here. I’ll take her to my room in the clubhouse, and then I’m going to fuck her until she can’t walk.”
Cain chuckled, glad Tuck had the common sense not to shout that since there were club family members in attendance. But Tuck was already drunk, smelled like alcohol, and slurred his words.
“You’re already two sheets to the fucking wind,” Cain said and took a drink of his beer, his gaze trained on Violet. His woman was laughing, her dark hair now touching her hips in long, silky waves. Damn, he loved her hair, loved how she looked with it draped over her body when she was naked, especially with her rounded belly. His woman was thick and gorgeous as it was, but knowing she was pregnant with his child, getting bigger with each passing month, had this primal side rising up inside of him.