Chapter 32
AXEL
One month later
Wren and I went to dinner out of town tonight and it was a great date, but it’s far from over. The reason for our date was a cover for the surprise party that’s waiting for us back at the clubhouse.
Wren applied to multiple law schools in the area a month ago, and yesterday, she was accepted to one in Charolette and will start there in two months. Luckily, it’s close enough that she can commute, and I won’t have to sleep without her every night.
That’s one thing that I’ve really grown to love. Sleeping beside her. Most mornings I wake up with her in my arms, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I pull my bike out of the restaurant parking lot and head back towards Silver Springs. Wren’s hands splay across my abs and her thighs clench around my hips. She’s as close to me as possible on the bike.
I guide us down the road, enjoying the warm air. Summer is around the corner, and I have a feeling that Wren and I will be going for a lot of rides. That’s one of the best things about the south, the warm climate.
I weave us in and out of traffic until we exit the interstate and pull onto the familiar two-lane highway that leads to the clubhouse.
Nerves start to wrack my body as we get closer to the party.
That’s not something I’m used to. Nerves.
Usually, I’m as solid as a rock, but when it comes to doing things for Wren, I’m a mess.
I just want things to go perfectly for her.
I texted Gray before we left the restaurant to give him a heads up, so hopefully, everyone is ready. We pull into the lot and hop off my bike. The club is unusually quiet, which Wren notices.
“Wait,” she hisses as she grabs my arm. “It’s too quiet! What if something is wrong?”
I pull her behind me and start walking towards the door. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll protect you.”
I open the clubhouse door and walk inside. The lights are off, which is like a shock to my system because the lights are never off. I feel Wren fist my leather cut and pull herself closer making me bite back my smile.
I guide us into the main room and then the lights flick on, and everyone appears in front of us.
“Surprise!”
All my club brothers, our families, friends, and even Wren’s dad are here to celebrate my woman. I turn around with a huge smile. “Surprise,” I say with a wink.
She smiles so brightly that it melts my heart and then she throws herself into my arms, hugging me tight. When she pulls back, I’m surprised to see tears in her eyes.
“What’s all this for?” She rasps.
“It’s to celebrate you getting into law school,” I tell her as I spin her to face all our loved ones. “They’re all here to celebrate you because they love you.”
Her eyes comb over every inch of the room, taking in every single person who is here to celebrate her, and in that moment, I know that she feels it. She feels how loved she is.
Now, the woman who thought no one would love her can clearly see how a room full of people do. I stand there and soak in the moment, watching as everyone flocks the woman I love.
Asher and Paisley reach her first and they almost take her out at the legs. Then she’s out of my line of sight because everyone surrounds her. I don’t feel a second of panic, though, because I trust these people with my life. Wren is my life.
Someone turns on the music, and everyone cheers. When the crowd surrounding Wren finally dissipates, I walk over and hug her tightly.
“Were you surprised?” I whisper in her ear.
“Yes! I can’t believe you did this for me,” she says with a huge grin.
I lean down and brush my lips against hers. “I’d do anything for you,” I murmur against her lips. “Now, go enjoy your party with your guests.” I gently turn her around and guide her into the crowd.
I walk over to the bar and join Cane and Atlas, claiming a barstool.
“She’s going to thank you tonight,” Atlas chuckles. “That’s for sure.”
I smirk. “I wouldn’t be against that.”
“She deserves it, though,” Cane murmurs. “She’s a damn good woman and it’s about time that she realizes it.”
“I fucking agree,” I tell him as I pat his back.
“Did I tell you that my mom is moving out of the state before summer?” Cane asks.
“You’re kidding? What are you going to do about Paisley?”
Cane’s mom, Kim, has watched his daughter Paisley every summer since she was old enough to go to school.
His ex-wife left town when Paisley was still a baby and all of us stepped in to help raise her.
Kim has been the biggest help to him, though.
As a single father, that childcare is super important to him.
“I wish I was kidding,” he mutters, taking a sip of his beer. “She decided to take a job out of the state. I told her that I could retire her, but you know how she is. She doesn’t like the money that the club brings in.”
“Shit,” Atlas mumbles. “At least you have some time to figure things out.”
“Yeah, too bad the bastard doesn’t trust anyone,” I chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.
Cane gives me an unimpressed look. “I trust all of you, isn’t that enough?”
I snort. “Not even close, brother.”
We spend the next few hours with all our friends and family and it’s nice. This is the first party we’re having since Luke’s funeral, and although we miss him, I know that he’s still with us.
I look down at the memorial patch that adorns all our cuts. This way, we carry him with us everywhere, not just in our hearts. We’ll think of him at every party and every time we have to make a difficult decision. We will do our best to honor him.
The music turns to a sensual song, and my eyes find Wren on the makeshift dance floor. Her body sways to the music seductively, just like it did the night that changed everything. I smile to myself at the thought and make my way through the crowd to her.
When I come up behind her, I slide my hands to her hips and pull her back into my body, letting her feel what she does to me. She grinds her ass into my crotch and swivels her hips.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to drag you upstairs and fuck you senseless,” I murmur into her ear.
“Well, we wouldn’t want that, would we?” She teases as she turns around in my arms.
We dance until we’re both hot and sweaty, and more than turned on. I pull her from the crowd and over to the bar to get a drink. We both get waters and I pick her up and put her on a barstool, stepping between her legs.
My eyes scan the crowd and my brow furrows as they land on Cane. He looks murderous right now, and I know it’s not from what he told me earlier. I follow his line of sight, and my eyebrows raise when I find him watching Ella.
Ella as in Grayson and Rowan’s kid sister. She’s dancing with Noah, her head thrown back in laughter.
“Well, that could be a problem,” I mutter as I look back at the bar.
“What?” Wren asks, her interest peaked. I point at Cane first and then Ella. “Oh, I like where this is going!”
“You like stirring the pot,” I tease her.
She grins mischievously. “That is definitely going to stir the pots. They have a pretty big age gap and Ro and Gray aren’t going to want anyone going after their little sister,” she says as she points to where Grayson and Rowan are standing, their eyes locked on Noah and Ella.
I burst out laughing when Noah sees them watching. He stops dancing and walks away without another glance. Smart kid. I glance at Cane and see a small smile lifting his lips. Yep, this is going to be interesting.
Wren and I finish our drinks and head back out to the dance floor until we’re both beat. Most of the crowd has thinned out by now, but we say our goodbyes to the people who are left and head upstairs.
Wren giggles as she takes off down the hallway, and I smile as I run after her, catching up just as she enters the door. I chase her into our bedroom and tackle her onto the bed; her giggles being muffled by the comforter.
I hold my body weight up so she can flip over and then I fit myself between her legs, drawing a moan from her. I’m rock hard. I have been ever since I noticed her dancing.
She leans up and claims my mouth with hers, nipping and sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. I thrust my cock into her pussy, wishing the fabric from our jeans wasn’t in the way.
I stand, breaking our kiss and reach for the button on my jeans.
She climbs from the bed and unbuckles her own.
I watch as she sways the material down her thick hips and then shimmies off her panties.
I shove my jeans and boxer briefs down to my knees and pull her to the bed, bending her over the edge.
My cock finds her wet pussy and thrusts inside in one jerk of my hips.
“Fuck,” I groan as I bottom out inside her tight heat.
“Oh my God, Axel,” Wren moans. “You feel so good.”
I thrust in and out of her, my fingers digging into her hips, probably leaving marks behind. When she starts to thrust back into me, I lose control. I thrust into her like a maniac, moving her up the bed as she moans into the pillows. Every thrust makes her ass jiggle and it has me mesmerized.
I feel Wren tightening around me, and when her orgasm hits, her pussy milks my cock, wringing every drop from me.
I stay standing long enough to watch my come dripping out of her and then collapse onto the bed beside her, drained, literally and figuratively.
I use the last of my strength to pull us up the bed and her into my arms.
“That was hot,” she mumbles sleepily.
“It was,” I chuckle. “You should see how good your ass looks from behind.”
“It’s pretty nice, isn’t it?” She says as she wiggles her eyebrows at me.
I snort and pull her closer to me, so her head is resting on my chest. “Did you have fun tonight?”
“It was the best,” she murmurs. “Thank you for surprising me.”
“You deserve to know how loved you are, baby,” I tell her truthfully.
“I feel it,” she rasps. “I feel it.”
I can’t believe that a few months ago, we couldn’t stand to be around each other, let alone in each other’s arms. I didn’t think that we could ever get to a place where we’d be friends, let alone in love.
I’m so thankful that I decided to dance with her that night and now I get to dance with her for the rest of our lives.
It’s funny how life always finds a way to work out despite all the lies we believe.