Page 19 of Xander (Soulless Outlaws Motorcycle Club #2)

Nola

After my Uncle Merlin read what my father had written, I smiled as I leaned even more into Xander’s side.

He didn’t hesitate to tighten his hold on me as he held me even closer.

Then he whispered, “Never believed in fate before. Now I do.”

I looked up at him and asked, “What do you mean?”

He turned me so my body was facing his, then he stared into my eyes as he said, “That night, when I realized I was being a fucking idiot, I had made a silent vow to you. That together, we could make the stars wince from the shine we were about to create.”

At his words, I felt my breath catch, then I asked, “Really?”

He nodded.

Oh. My. Stars.

“I love you, Nola Kope.”

I smiled up at him, “I love you, Xander Kope.”

Then he winked, “Care to get out of here?”

I took in the heated gaze he gave my body, then I giggled and nodded.

He winked as he lifted me bridal style and carried me out of the clubhouse.

All the while, Jury and Wolf hollered, “But the cake!”

He didn’t slow in his steps, and I didn’t loosen my grip I had around his shoulders.

When we reached his bike, he winked, then lowered me down.

He helped me with my helmet, then he pulled his on.

It was a tight fit, but I managed it as I climbed onto the bike.

And the moment he was in front of me, he started the bike, and I felt a moan escape my lips.

He heard it.

I knew that when he tilted his head and winked.

We made the drive home, and what I saw, candles lined the walkway to the old Victorian we called home. I gasped, “What?”

I climbed off the bike with his help and then took off my helmet.

He winked down at me, “Had some help from the brothers.”

I laughed.

Hand in hand, we walked up the walkway as I took in the candles that seemed to glow even brighter as we passed them one by one.

And the moment we stepped onto the front porch, he dropped my hand, then moved to unlock the front door.

And the moment he pushed it open; he bent and picked me up.

I laughed as I settled into his arms, and then I couldn’t wait anymore.

I slammed my lips onto his.

Hs growl followed shortly after.

His moan lit up my core.

I didn’t recall him closing the door.

I didn’t recall my body moving as he carried me up the stairs.

I didn’t recall being carried into our bedroom.

What I did recall was the feel of his lips on mine.

The way his hands roamed over my body after he carefully set me down on my heel-covered feet.

And I definitely recalled the way his lips skimmed a trail up and down each leg as he removed my heels.

I had forgone the whole garter thing because that would piss Xander way the hell off.

What I hadn’t forgotten was something sexy underneath my wedding dress.

And when Xander helped me out of my dress after I helped him out of his black button-up shirt, dark-washed jeans, and his boots, I heard him inhale a sharp breath.

That was either thanks to the deep red lacy bra and panty set, or the tattoo I had done.

And when his fingers trailed over my left shoulder, I knew why.

Then I heard him whisper, “Nola.”

I smiled.

On my left shoulder blade, I had a trail of tiny stars moving to a bigger one.

And in that star, the tattoo artist had done a tribal work of sorts to get the lines to spell out Xander’s name.

“I didn’t know that the reason I’m fascinated with the stars in the sky was because I was looking for my very own star. And I found it. In. You.”

At my words, everything seemed to freeze in place.

And then... as if in slow motion that started to speed up with every breath, Xander spun me around, took in my eyes, and then his mouth was on mine.

His hands roamed over my body until they reached my ass, and then he lifted me up.

My legs wrapped around his hips as he carried me to our bed.

My back met the mattress, his lips stayed on mine, his fingers moved to my panties, shoving the material to the side, then his mouth lifted from mine, as I opened my eyes, just in time to hear him say, “I can’t wait. Need you. Now.”

I panted, “Take me.”

And then... he slammed his glorious length into me.

My pussy stretched to accommodate him, and I moaned when he filled me so full, it was pure ecstasy.

Normally, he stayed still for a brief moment as he let the feel of his cock inside of me roll over him, but not this time.

Oh no.

With a frenzied pace, he pulled out and slammed into me.

Over.

And.

Over.

He was slamming so hard into me that my tits were bouncing with the thrusts, and the headboard was banging into the wall.

His eyes stayed on mine as he whispered, “Stars are wincing tonight.”

At his words, in a sudden rush, I exploded.

I tightened.

I clenched.

I moaned.

I groaned.

And seconds later, he followed me straight into the abyss with his face buried into the side of my neck.

But he wasn’t through with me, oh no, not by a long shot, and I knew that when he removed his face from my neck, not even breathing that hard, and said, “That was round one.”

I giggled, “And how many rounds are we going tonight?”

He winked, “As many as you can take.”

And as he pulled my bra from my body, and then removed my panties with his teeth, we were on round two.

Round three consisted of me riding him.

I was coming up and twisting my hips as I dropped back down on his length.

His fingers were digging into my hip, while his other hand was at my pussy, his thumb circling my clit.

And then when I caught his gaze, and felt him tightening inside of me, I allowed myself to follow him over the edge.

Round four consisted of cleaning up in the shower; it really was an amazing place to make love.

And round five was started as I bent over to dry my legs.

Seeing his face in the mirror, his eyes watching mine, I came so hard that it was a wonder I could even still move at this point. And with that thought, I said, “I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow.”

At my words, he chuckled as he pulled out of me, cleaned up, then wet a washcloth and did the same for me, tossing it in the hamper, and then gathering me up in his arms.

“Good thing I’ve got these arms that were made for you. I’ll carry you anywhere you want to go.”

My entire body softened at his words as he carried me to our bed, and ever so softly, he laid me down, like I was the most treasured thing to him.

I was curled into his side when a sudden thought occurred to me, “So... did the cameras pick the brothers up?”

He winked, “Oh yeah.”

Then he tagged his phone, opened the app, and pulled up the video of the brothers, all of them, placing candles on the walkway and lighting them.

“Whose idea was this again?” Wolf asked.

Kettle answered him, “Soraya. Said it seemed romantic.”

Wolf chuckled, “We’re taking ideas from a ten-year-old now?”

At that, Kettle froze mid-bend to light a candle.

Then his head slowly twisted, “Come again?”

At those words, I watched Wolf take a step back, but it was Grimm who walked by him and punched him in the side of the head.

He dropped like a brick.

I giggled.

Xander scoffed.

Saint chuckled, “Leave his ass there. He deserves it.”

Nuke growled, “We gotta get him up and to the clubhouse before Nola gets done.”

At once, they all seemed to move faster.

***

It was five weeks later that I jumped out of bed and raced to the bathroom.

My body hit the toilet, and I had the lid up just in time to vomit up everything that I had eaten the day before.

Gross.

So gross.

I felt Xander’s hands moving in my hair, as he pulled it back and rubbed small circles on my back.

When I was done retching, I flushed the toilet and took the wet washcloth he handed me and wiped my face.

Then I took the cup of mouthwash he handed me, swished it around, and then spit it out in the sink.

And when he moved to kiss me, I turned my head, just as his lips grazed my cheek, and hurriedly said, “Soraya has a virus that’s going around. I was near her all day yesterday. I don’t want you to get it.”

Then, with my last word spoken, I felt his fingers at my chin as he slowly applied pressure.

I turned my head and then he winked, “Wouldn’t be right for you to be sick and me not be right there with you.”

My entire body softened at his words.

And this time, I didn’t turn my head.

His lips gently caressed mine with the softest of touches.

And that... well... that led to me moaning in his mouth, and his hands coming to my ass to carefully lift me.

My ass hit the bathroom counter, and then I pulled my lips from his and asked, “Think this counter is the perfect height?”

He read the lust in my eyes and then winked, “Let’s find out.”

It would seem that the counter was indeed the perfect height.

***

Xander was gone on a run with the brothers the next morning, and he missed me retching in the toilet again.

And I knew.

I freaking knew.

Therefore, once I was sure I was done retching, I cleaned up and got ready.

Then I headed to the nearest pharmacy and bought a box.

Once back home, I pulled out the two tests in the box, read the instructions, and then did what I needed to do.

And the moment I placed the tests on the floor in front of me, I watched.

I didn’t have to wait long.

Two pink plus signs stared up at me.

Seeing them.

Knowing what they meant... tears filled my eyes as I cried happy tears.

Then, after I cleaned up, I got on my phone and looked for cute ways to tell your partner that you're pregnant.

***

I had the door closed that was beside our bedroom and was standing in front of it when I heard his motorcycle pull up the driveway.

I started to smile, because it was almost time.

He had texted me forty-five minutes ago that he was on his way home.

Then I heard the front door open and close.

Normally, I would be standing there waiting for him.

But not this time.

And I knew he caught that when I heard him call out, “Baby?”

I smiled, then I said, “Up here.”

I heard his boots hitting the stairs one by one.

And then my heart started to race, double time.

It was almost time.