Page 47 of Priest’s Sunbeam (Renegade Souls MC: Next Generation #2)

Once everyone was finally kicked out and he got Peggy settled in her crib, he went to find Sunny.

He found her in the kitchen putting stuff away in the fridge, but as soon as she saw him, she came to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, offering her lips for a kiss.

When they parted, and her taste saturating his tongue, Seb groaned and buried his face in her neck.

“Tired, baby?”

“A little. Peggy was grouchy today. I think she missed Daddy when he was at work.”

Seb half-smiled against her skin before lifting his head. She was full of it because he’d come home at lunchtime to find Peggy asleep, but it gave him time to fuck his wife over the bathroom counter.

“Seb, I was thinking.” She walked her fingers up his chest. “Peggy is four months old now. Maybe we get started on making baby number two.”

It was all Seb heard before he swept Sunny up and carted her to their bedroom, with her giggling softly as she held on.

Say less, he thought. He was locked and loaded to fucking empty into his wife so much his balls hurt.

They’d been using protection since Peggy came along, but they both hated that barrier in their lovemaking.

“Give me a boy this time, my Seb.” She looked like a seductive snack on their bed. Her hair fanned across the pillow, and her arms were open for him as he dragged off his clothes.

His Sunshine was so fucking lovely, his chest always hurt looking at her.

She was the woman born for him.

And he was the man created for her.

Some said it was fate, but they also intentionally fell in love, bit by bit, creating a bond as strong as steel.

He didn’t know everything, but he was sure about that.

The dominoes all had to fall correctly and precisely at the right moment. For people to interlink and meet, for that couple to take on a kid that wasn’t theirs. To have another couple conceive a child at the right moment, ensuring the two children would develop a deep love for each other.

That shit had to be fate, or how else did he explain him and Sunny being soul-fucking-mates?

She was the other half of his existence.

There was no Sebastian Priest without Sunny at his center, making his heart beat.

“I love you.” He said once he’d crawled between her open legs.

Her smile was worth more than currency. “Love you more, my Seb.”

And then, as he was made to do, Seb set out to give his wife exactly what she needed from him. Their mouths connected in a hot, wet, overwhelming kiss. He swallowed her moans and then made her scream sometime later, with his hand over her mouth to muffle the noise.

It took a year to conceive.

And when Seb’s second daughter, Dixie, was born, Seb was over the moon to be ruled by his family of females.

Like the first time, pacing outside the hospital room were two gruff, family-oriented grandfathers waiting impatiently to monopolize yet another of Seb’s kids.

* * *

Sunshine

SOME YEARS LATER

At the kitchen island, it was a rainy Saturday afternoon, and her two girls were shaping cookie dough when Sunny heard.

“Mom, why do you call Dad my Seb?” Twelve-year-old Peggy asked. “Granddad Colton said it’s ‘cause you claimed Dad when you were a baby, and no one else could have him.”

Sunny’s lips curved.

Then it was Dixie’s turn. “Granddad Asher said Daddy used to beat up anyone who bullied Mom.”

“Granddad Colton said Mom would get upset if Dad went on dates with anyone else until he ditched the girls and came home to her.”

“Your grandfathers are gossips,” Sunny told her kids. “But they’re not wrong. I had to let everyone know your dad belonged only to me.”

“She’s always been a possessive little brat.

” From the back door, a man’s voice announced his arrival, and then he appeared, silhouetted in the doorway, entering from the garage.

Seb sent the girls a half-smile as he ambled to the sink to wash the dirt off his hands.

He wore casual weekend clothes while rebuilding a bike, and Sunny thought he looked edible.

The pulse of love still took her by surprise as her heart sped up when he approached her and casually dropped an arm around the front of her for a chest-to-back hug before heading to the fridge to drain some juice directly from the jug.

“Mom, I think that’s sweet,” Peggy said.

“Like Romeo and Juliet.”

Peggy scoffed and threw a lump of dough at her younger sister.

“Do you even know what Romeo and Juliet are?”

“Yeah! They fall in love.”

“Get your head out of the Webtoons and read a book. It’s not a romance. It lasted only four days, and six people died in the end. Mom and Dad aren’t dead, are they?”

“Oh.” Pouted Dixie, making Sunny smile and share a look with her husband.

Conversations were never uninteresting in their house. And nothing was off the table if the girls wanted to ask.

The topic of boyfriends had been a stimulating chat when Peggy brought it up. Her poor Seb had almost needed resuscitation that night. When Sunny’s dad had heard about it, he’d smirked and told Seb, “Welcome the fuck to my world, son.”

“Did you always love each other?” Dixie asked, shaping her dough into fox shapes.

Their girls took on Sebastian’s features and coloring. They both had Sunny’s mannerisms and dramatic disposition. Peggy was the quiet book nerd. Dixie loved adventures and had a new hobby every week. All three of the Priest girls kept Seb on his toes. Her poor, brown-eyed boy.

“I was always in love with him. Your Dad took a while longer to catch up.” She threw an accusing smile, and he answered with an arched eyebrow.

“Sunbeam, I would have been arrested had I loved you at the same time you loved me. I got there when it was time.”

“You took forever. I had to chase you for so long until you caught up.”

The girls dissolved into giggles. Their love story wasn’t news to them. They loved hearing it.

“So all I have to do is chase a boy to make him fall in love with me?”

Seb’s neck nearly snapped as he whirled around to glare at Peggy’s innocent question. Sunny suppressed a chuckle.

“You’re not chasing boys.”

“But Mom chased you.”

“Because I always belonged to your mom. It was different. We grew up together and were best friends first.”

Aww, her heart filled up with more love for that man.

Their history was rich and bloated with memories she never wanted to forget.

As was life with two pre-teens, their conversations drifted to other things, and Sunny sidled up to Seb, who was resting his butt against the counter. He slung an arm around her shoulder and tapped a kiss on Sunny’s temple.

“How’s the bike coming along?”

“Should be finished in a few weeks, I reckon. I got the Harley cleaned. Do you wanna go out for a ride tonight?”

She beamed up at him and saw love looking back at her.

“I’d love to. The rain should have let up by then.”

“Girls, do you wanna call Granddad Colton to take you to the movies tonight?” he asked them, knowing the answer would be a shrieked yes. The girls had it good from both sides of their families, spoiled rotten.

Date night was set when they raced out of the room to make the call.

Another kiss skimmed her temple.

“Wear something warm,” he told her. “The temperature’s gonna drop tonight.”

I Love You came in so many forms.

Sebastian’s love was endless.

“Are we going to park somewhere to make out?”

Seb’s smirk was his answer. “Mmm. And then stop somewhere for your favorite salted fries?”

“It’s like you read my mind.”

As long as they were together, date nights never needed to be spectacular.

Sunny bumped him with her hip and then remained in the nestle of his body. Her place. Wherever Sebastian was, that was her home.

After all their years together, loving each other with infatuated hearts, she smiled with her head resting against Seb’s chest. So many memories flickered through her mind as they listened to their girls’ excited chatter in the other room about what movie to see and what candy they’d get.

She recalled giving birth to the girls. And both times, as their families pooled into the room to coo over the baby, her father always came to check on Sunny first. She knew Sebastian would be the same way if their girls ever had babies.

Like Hawk, who always told Sunny she could run back to him at any time, it was the same thing Seb had been saying to Dixie and Peggy for years whenever they faced new challenges. Their Dad would always be a safe place for them to go back to.

She’d married a man with the same heart as her father. Even now, she smiled and felt good about her choice of life partner.

“Seb?”

“Hm?”

“I love you.”

His lips touched her hair, and Seb’s arm tightened around Sunny’s waist. His hand dropped to her ass. “I love you, too, sunbeam.”

They used to joke about who loved more, but their love was equal. It filled every corner of their lives, leaving no space untouched.

When she wanted to get frisky, she’d tease Seb about it just to rile him up, reminding him she’d loved him since birth.

If the afterlife existed, she would choose him there, too.

It wasn’t a conscious thought.

In every reincarnated life, she would look for him. Her heart wouldn’t settle until she saw him again.

For Sunny Priest, Sebastian was hers in every timeline. In every romantic page of a book, every dreamy movie scene. She always had a rock of a husband through the challenging times life threw at them.

One who took care of her like she was a precious flower.

The same husband who loved violating her in the filthiest, most perfect ways whenever he could get his hands on her.

And she couldn’t wait for their date night to start because she had a Priest to seduce.