Chapter 17
Scarlett stood at the same moment everyone else did.
The music that played was a gorgeous piano medley that had tears filling her eyes as she watched Ox enter the room, Rayna on his arm.
A quick glance towards the ‘altar’ told her Fury had misty eyes as he grinned like a madman, his joy evident. He had his tanned hands pressed against his mouth as she floated down the aisle towards him. Her dress was an amazing confection of lace and glittering jewels that sparkled every time she moved.
Green was just ahead of her, his own handsome face overcome with pure happiness.
He was also wearing leather pants that looked a little too tight...
Ox looked proud as hell to be walking Rayna down the aisle, and Scarlett was proud of him for doing it. Rayna herself had told her the story about the Blazin’ Eagles and how they’d murdered her father, so Scarlett knew how hard today was for Rayna.
She clapped happily as Green rounded the altar with a flourish and stood next to Esme, who’d walked down the aisle first. She looked beautiful in her golden gown, her long black hair curled to perfection and pinned to the side.
Esme ushered him out of the way and the brunette man with the scarred face and broad shoulders laughed. Green hurried to stand in position as Rayna and Ox neared the altar, her thin frame leaning against his. Ox kissed her forehead and held her hand out to Fury’s, who took it like he was afraid that she would disappear.
Her blonde hair was curled and down around her shoulders and adorned with a pretty tiara that sparkled and held a long veil in place.
Rayna gripped Fury’s hands in her own as she smiled lovingly up at him.
“Alright, let’s get these two married!,” The man beneath the arch said.
The entire room erupted into cheers.
Rayna and Fury both waved and laughed together, but Scarlett could see their love for one another clearly.
Her eyes watered and she pressed her palms against her chest as Fury leaned in closer to Rayna.
“The couple has decided to say their own vows today. Fury will be going first.”
Fury nodded as he lifted one of Rayna’s hand to his mouth and placed it over his heart. He was the only man in the entire hall Rayna had eyes for, and they were a sight to behold.
“Rayna Claire, you’ve turned my entire world upside down. From the very first time I saw you up until now, you’ve been a true blessing. A man like me doesn’t get blessed very often, but if I get to call you mine for the rest of my life, I don’t care if the Lord ever answers another one of my prayers. You’re the most beautiful, caring, badass woman I’ve ever encountered and I am the luckiest man alive to be able to call you my old lady!”
Rayna’s eyes were wet with unshed tears as she smiled up at him, her beautiful face the perfect image of bliss.
Scarlett watched, awed, as Rayna gathered herself before she too spoke her vows.
“You found me when I needed you most. You’ve never asked me for anything that I’m not willing to give you. You’ve loved me in a way that no one else has ever loved me before, and I can’t tell you how grateful I am to have you. I love you, I promise to love you for the rest of my life, and I will never let you down,” Rayna said shakily.
Fury’s dark eyes glimmered with happiness and contentment when he slid her wedding band onto her finger.
As Rayna slid Fury’s black band onto his hand, the man beneath the roses clapped his hands and grinned.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Kiss your old lady, brother!”
Fury wrapped his arms around Rayna’s waist and kissed her deeply, his strong arms positioning her over his bent knee.
Scarlett couldn’t help herself, she stood up and clapped wildly, her eyes filled with her own tears. Scarlett was and always would be a romantic, and when she saw her new friends tying the knot, it reminded her just how much she loved a good happy ending.
Prettyboy stood up next to her as he too clapped his hands, and the entire room took turns cheering for the happy couple. Scarlett watched as they held onto one another and began to circle the room. Esme hugged both Fury and Rayna before she happily skipped across the room and joined Scarlett and Prettyboy again.
“Oh my God, can you believe it? They’re finally hitched!,” She cried joyfully.
Scarlett accepted a tight hug from her before she laughed and wiped away the tears under her eyes.
“It’s amazing, Esme. Now they can look forward to meeting their baby you’re growing in your belly,” Scarlett said softly as she gently patted Esmeralda’s slightly rounded belly.
Esme wrapped her arms around Prettyboy and waved her hand in the air.
“You think I can have a wedding like this someday?”
Prettyboy smiled lovingly at her before he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“You can have whatever you want.”
Scarlett turned away to give them a little privacy and when she did, she noticed that the buffet was being arranged across the room. She thought Fury and Rayna did a marvelous job combining their reception with the ceremony itself- it made it easier for their guests, too. Scarlett couldn’t imagine them having a church ceremony anyways, and thought that the lavish venue fitted them much better.
As the other guests in the room became situated and Rayna and Fury began to make their rounds, Scarlett eased over to the open bar and ordered herself a stiff drink.
She didn’t make it more than two feet from her table before she was greeted by another friendly biker, this one almost as huge as Limit.
He had black hair and bright blue eyes, and if she didn’t know any better, Scarlett would presume he was an underwear model, he was so handsome.
He looked like he knew he was, too.
Scarlett could appreciate a handsome man, but arrogance was another thing entirely. And, the man staring down at her like she was on the menu was obviously too arrogant for his own good.
He smiled at her when she accepted her drink from the bartender.
“Hi. I’m Pierce. A little birdy told me you’re Ox’s daughter.”
He held out his hand to her, and she readily took it into hers.
“That’s correct. My name is Scarlett. Nice to meet you,” She said.
He wore the same colors as Rebel, so she knew exactly who the little birdy was.
She caught sight of Ox with a pretty blonde out of the corner of her eye and stepped around Pierce to get a better look. She was surprised when he gripped her forearm and stopped her from leaving.
“Wait a second, Scarlett. What’s got you runnin’ off in a hurry?”
He was smiling at her, but it only made her skin crawl for some reason.
She smiled as kindly as she could as she tried to remove herself from his tight grip.
“Excuse me, I would like to join my father.”
Pierce glanced at Ox and then back at her before he smiled again.
“You’ll see him later-”
As his arm was suddenly yanked backwards and she was freed, Scarlett stumbled right into Limit’s arms. His starched tux was firm against her cheek as she stared wide-eyed at Pierce.
“She said to let go, asshole. Do we need to have a talk just you and me?”
Pierce looked between the two of them, and when it didn’t seem like he was catching Limit’s hint, Limit wrapped his strong arm around her waist and yanked her into his side.
Pierce held his hands up, his upper lip lifting in a slight snarl.
“Message received, I won’t bother her again.”
Scarlett was gripping Limit’s shoulder now, her manicured fingers digging into the dark material of his jacket.
“You didn’t have to do that,” She murmured.
Limit stared down at her intensely.
“Do you have any idea what the men in this room want to do to you?,” He growled.
Scarlett had no idea what to say to him.
“They want to peel that sexy dress from your body, and place their mouths on your soft skin.”
He ran a knuckle gently over the curve of her cheek, his eyes pinned to hers.
“They want to bury themselves inside your tight little body, and consume you whole,” He said huskily as his steamy gaze raked over her form.
Scarlett’s eyes widened when one of his hands fell to the curve of her ass and yanked her body into his.
She wasn’t sure what was more shocking- the things that he was saying, or the fact that he was obviously staking some sort of claim in front of an entire room full of people, including her father.
“Limit-what-”
He interrupted her with a shake of his head.
“Do you truly believe I don’t know what I’m talkin’ about? Lust ain’t new to a man like me, so trust me when I tell you that every man in this room apart from your father wants to know what it feels like to be inside that sweet pussy of yours.”
“Okay, but Limit, I don’t know-”
“Don’t play coy, Scarlett. If it’s to be touched that ya want, I’ll touch you. If it’s to be consumed whole, then fuck, I’ll do that, too. I may be strong, but I’m not invincible. The idea of tasting every inch of your skin affects me more than you’ll ever know. The temptation is absolutely maddening. But, we’ve made no promises. I know that. I know that I should be able to offer you more. All I ask, is that you keep that information in the forefront of your mind before you let Pierce of all creatures taste you instead,” He said fiercely.
If anything could make Scarlett speechless, that was it.
Limit wasn’t the kind of man to make any declarations, but that sure as hell sounded like one to her. He hadn’t made any indication that being with her exclusively was what he truly wanted, but Scarlett was still unsure.
Limit didn’t wait for her to respond before he dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers. Scarlett was honestly helpless to turn him away.
Even the touch of his hand was enough to make the butterflies in her tummy flap their wings, but whenever he kissed her, she felt like every love-sick heroine in the romantic movies she loved so much. Whenever Limit even glared in her direction, Scarlett knew exactly what the definition of passion was. Limit didn’t have to fumble with her body, she didn’t have to show him what she liked.
He already knew.
He knew her body like the back of his hand, and Scarlett knew that wasn’t something she would find easily anywhere else.
“You two are stealin’ my thunder!,” Scarlett heard.
She pulled back to see Rayna standing beside them, smiling from ear to ear.
Scarlett released Limit and wrapped her arms around the bride, her eyes filling with happy tears again.
“You look so gorgeous! I’m so happy for you both!”
Rayna giggled like a happy schoolgirl as she gripped Scarlett’s shoulders.
“Thank you! I’m so happy you came…you aren’t upset I had Ox walk me down the aisle, are you?,” Rayna asked carefully.
Scarlett frowned and shook her head profusely.
“Of course not! No, Rayna absolutely not. I’m so happy that he was here for you on your special day,” Scarlett told her truthfully.
Rayna cupped her cheek and startled when Fury pressed a hand to the small of her back.
“It’s time for us to have our first dance, baby.”
Rayna smiled up at him and nodded.
“We’re going to find our seats, and I promise, we won’t steal your thunder anymore.”
Limit grunted under his breath, a sound that Scarlett assumed was his own version of agreement.
As Rayna and Fury headed for the dance floor, Limit took her hand into his and nodded towards her table.
“You’ll sit on my lap tonight,” He said.
At first, she wanted to argue. Scarlett had a spiteful retort burning the back of her tongue for only a moment before the submissive half of her brain cried out, why not?
In truth, being with Limit was an entirely new experience for her and she liked it when he was bossy with her. She liked when he slid into the role of dominant. Coming from a world where she had to be pushy all the time, it was nice to be able to sit back and let someone else drive for a while.
As they neared her table, she had to wonder if he was serious.
Yet, when Limit pulled out her chair and sat down first, she knew that he absolutely was.
Limit was a man that needed control to feel safe, and to Scarlett, knowing what she now knew about him, it only made her feel protected.
Cherished, even.
Limit battled with the demons in his head on a daily basis, and she knew that no matter how calm he seemed on the outside, his brain never stopped running.
He’d more than likely already counted every single exit, every vantage point, and taken note of every person with a weapon in the room. But, Scarlett liked that about him.
As she slowly lowered herself into his lap, his arms snapped around her waist like manacles.
For the first few seconds, all she could think about was what other people would think of her. Then, like magic, she relaxed into his arms and leaned into his chest.
“I have a question for you, Scarlett.”
She knew exactly what he was about to ask, but she wanted to hear the filthy words leave his mouth before she answered.
His lips caressed the shell of her ear, and she could already feel her pussy getting wet.
“Are you wearin’ any panties?”
Smirking at him in a way only a woman could, she looked at him over her shoulder and wiggled her hips the slightest bit.
“I guess you’ll have to wait and find out.”