Riding Through Life (Royal Bastards MC #8)

Chapter 1

Chapter

One

AFTERMATH

K ensi looks exquisite in the leather skirt, black high-heeled boots and a sheer white top over a black bra that shows her flat stomach, which she’s wearing just for me. My heart skips a beat when Kensi’s multi-colored eyes are pinned on me as she sways her hips to the seductive music pumping through the speakers in our bedroom.

Sitting on our king-size bed, I swallow hard when Kensi saunters across the floor and kneels between my spread legs. She leans forward, giving me a glimpse of her ample cleavage making my mouth water. This woman has challenged me from the beginning of our story, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. Kensi is the Yin to my Yang. My mother adores her, my club members cherish her and the other Ol’ Ladies love her.

I stop Kensi’s strip tease before I lose my will, and she takes over my ways. “Kensi, hold on for a second.” Grabbing her arms to halt her forward progress of grinding on my aching shaft, I kiss her slowly to stop the sting of my words.

“What’s wrong?” Kensi is breathing hard, her chest rising and falling in rapid motion.

“Nothing’s wrong. I need you to stay still for a moment.” I growl when she starts moving her ass against me.

“I don’t want still, Mark. I need you.” Kensi responds breathlessly.

And by all that is holy and from the love of God, I restrain myself from having my wicked ways with her delectable body. I set her on the bed next to me.

“What’s going on?” Kensi asks, staring right at me making my heart beat hard against my chest.

I refrain from wiping the sweat forming on my brow and swallow hard. Gathering courage, I drop to one knee. “Kensi Donovan, I have been trying to find the right time to do this, but every time I get up the courage, something happens.” I pull the black ring box out of my pocket and open it. I stare at the simple but exquisitely beautiful ring before looking at her. “I’ve searched far and long for a woman who completes me. One who challenges me in every way and keeps me on my toes. One who understands the biker’s way of life and is willing to embrace it daily. You, Kensi Donovan, are the woman I’ve been searching for.” I turn the box around and look into her eyes, one blue and one green, swelling with tears. “Will you make me the happiest biker in the world and marry me?”

“Are you shitting me right now?” Kensi asks. A big smile lights up her face. I shake my head. “Is this for real?”

“One hundred percent real. So, will you?” Holding my breath waiting for her to answer, I steady my shaking hands.

“Yes, yes, a thousand times, yes.” Kensi tackles me to the ground before I can put the ring on her finger. “I love you, Mark.”

“I love you, Kensi.”

Forgetting about the strip tease Kensi was giving me moments ago, I peel her clothes off and make love to my fiancée for the rest of the night.