Biker-in-law's Death Kiss

COLTThe Corporate Dinner was in full swing when I walked in. Dean was the first person to spot me.“Wardrobe Malfunction?” he asked as he hugged me and patted my back.“No.” I replied, withdrawing from the hug, and brushing down the lapels of my suit.“This is a work function, Colt.” He said through gritted teeth, his grip tightening around his champagne glass. “I understand that a necktie is asking too much from you, but showing up shirtless, really?”“It’s a free world, older brother.” I looked away, adjusting my leather gloves. “Who is she?”“What? Are you seriously changi..” But his words died when his eyes found her. The mystery woman had obviously knocked the breath out of him.Everyone was staring at her now. And that meant a lot, because the people in this room, by virtue of their net worth, had seen all the beauties the world has to offer.But this one had us all staring. She did not smile, simply tilted her head, acknowledging the attention and greetings thrown her way.

I crossed my legs on the brown leather couch. Tossing my hair back, I flashed Dean Fletcher a wide smile without acknowledging Colt’s presence.“You look stunning, La Rose.” Dean’s deep voice dripped with secret promises.“Really?” I fanned my face comically, and he let out a deep laugh.“Thank you,” I said finally, my hand slowly running down my thigh. Dean was not as confident as his brother. He blushed and looked away.My eyes finally met Colt, and his gaze was piercing. But I remained poker-faced, and tension descended into the room.Still, he did not look away. He sat with careless arrogance, legs spread, shirtless as always, his ringed fingers drumming on the empty seat beside him.Did the man not own a shirt? He wore every damn thing without one. Suits, coats, now a knee-length blazer.Dean cleared his throat, and laughed nervously. “I know this is an awkward situation, and an odd question, but have you decided which one of us you’ll marry?”“Why is it odd?” I turned to him w

I watched Colt through the stream of water, wondering what he would do.Desperately hoping he had more discipline than me to walk out of this place.I did not want to cheat on Dean even though I had no idea how I would survive the night.I closed my eyes and dug my fingers as deep as they could go in my pussy, rocking fast, and crying at the futility.Nothing was working. I needed a man to bend me over and fuck the shit out of me, again and again.I felt his arms around me at that moment. His chest, warm against my breast.My heart began to beat fast, but there was no going back now. There was nothing else to do.Maybe I could convince my aunt to spare me if I married Colt. As long as I was marrying a Fletcher, there should be no issue.I began to sob, and Colt held me tighter, kissing the top of my head.My lips found his, and as his lips seized mine fiercely, I cursed my stupid drunkard father. This could have been my reality, but he just had to go ruin my life with his foolishne

“Stop it!” Olivia shrieked, yanking her veil off and hurling it at our heads.“You will not change the conversation, Dean,” she hurried to stand between us. "I need answers. You told me you had E.D, so how the fuck does your gay lover appear at our wedding?”“Olivia,” Dean stared at her with scared eyes now. “Our guests are outside, this cannot get out.”“Get out?” her voice dropped in a whisper. “That’s all you care about? Your image?"“Our image, Olivia!” Dean said with a little more force than someone in his position should. “You are about to be my wife.”“No, I’m not.” She fired back, and my heart leaped.I sunk my hands in my pocket, and anchored my heels firmly to the floor. If she even breathed the word, I’d get her out of here so fast it would make Dean dizzy.“Are you calling off the wedding?” Dean laughed in disbelief, and Olivia gasped. Even I was confused at his audacity.His eyes fell on me then, “Don’t just stand there, talk to your new friend. The merger has already s

OLIVIA“No, no, no.” I said, backing away. “Open the door.”“So you can continue ignoring me?” Colt shot back.“I am your brother’s wife now!” I whispered fiercely, panicked senseless to be locked in here with Colt.In the priest’s office of all places.“I don’t give a fuck!” he screamed. I lunged for him and covered his mouth. We were surrounded by all our friends, family, guests and even those bloody journalists.As my palm touched his lips, I knew I had made a mistake. A visible tremble went up my arm and Colt saw it.He clutched my hand and pulled me to himself.His chest burned into mine.“Colt, please.” I said politely for the first time since we reunited. I did not trust my body, she was a slutty little betrayal, a slave to Colt and his charms.And Colt was the only person who could stop this taboo looming over our heads. “Please?” He whispered in disbelief and I did not dare look in his eyes. But looking down at his chest was no better.This was the first time I had seen h