Novel & Cerita Finding Love With A Biker At Christmas

She'd been doing that more often than I would like, and I would be a bloody damn liar if I said it wasn't getting to me. Valentine's day should’ve been a fucking joke, but it wasn’t. Not tonight. The club was lit up like a fucking Christmas tree. Everywhere I looked, people were wrapped up in each other, lovers, bikers with their girls, all of them laughing too loud and drinking too much. Up until now,I didn't even think it was something the gang celebrated. The atmosphere was thick with the kind of love only bikers knew how to do, raw, reckless, and fucking unapologetic. It should’ve made me feel something, anything, but it didn’t.

"More... please." "Patience," he murmured against my skin, sucking my clit into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to sting. Fingers parted my lips, one sliding in, curling to hit that spot. I came fast, thighs clamping his head, crying his name. He uncuffed me, pulling off the blindfold. "Good girl. Tomorrow, we heat things up." Christmas Day dawned with gifts under the tree, but ours were different. After brunch, eggnog pancakes and stolen kisses, he lit a candle, wax pooling red like blood. I knelt on the rug, naked, heart hammering. "Ready for the burn?"

“You really brought the bike.” “Figured you might want the wind in your face for a while.” I handed her the spare helmet, matte black with a faint scratch on the visor from last summer’s ride with the Vipers. “If you’re still up for it.” She took it, fingers brushing mine for half a second. That tiny contact sent a jolt straight through me—nothing magical, just the old spark that had always existed between us. She studied my face like she was looking for traps, then nodded. “Where are we going?”

Addie huffed. "Yeah, you gonna give me the answer I want?" He teased. "Guess you'll never know unless you ask." She grinned. "Ok, fine. Addie, I love you and want you to be my old lady, so will you?" Cage asked. "What the hell?" Joker interrupted. Cage and Addie looked at Joker. Him, Diego, and Sym were staring at something behind Cage. Or actually someone. Cage and Addie both turned around. There stood a biker bitch in leather, with long brown hair, and about eight months pregnant.

The night air vibrated with laughter and excitement. As darkness fell, stars twinkling above, I savored the peaceful atmosphere. My pack, united and content, surrounded me. Blaze wrapped his arms around me, his warmth comforting. "I’m so grateful for this life," I whispered, feeling blessed. Blaze's gentle kiss followed, his love radiating. "Forever, my love," he whispered. In this tranquil winter wonderland, our bond flourished. The fire crackled, casting flickering shadows, and snowflakes continued to fall, wrapping our sanctuary in serenity. We reveled in each other's company, our hearts full. This winter, amidst gaming strategies and supernatural growth, our love shone brightest.

And having grown up together their whole life, they work well together running the MC and making the other generations proud. ~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~ Be sure to check out my next Biker Romance posting any minute!! Follow me to find it easier, and get notification when it posts!!! Thank you for taking this journey with me, and showing my story your time! "Claimed by the Bikers" "A Menage". It's about the Vet MC. Jaycee and Kenzie’s biker family and Angel's adopted family. It all starts with 3 best friends, Raine, Kim, and Sam. A brunette, a red head, and a blonde.

‘Mervon loved her like a mother, well, maybe an older sister. She thought with a wry grin, the truth of the matter was she saw Mervon as the daughter she would never have because she loved Xavier with all her heart and soul, but he had never looked at her in that way. Loretta had been forced to watch him take woman after woman to his bed, listening as he gave them the pleasure she longed for. Lying in her lonely bed and pleasuring herself dreaming of the day it was his hands, his fingers, his hard cock ramming into her. It had never happened, he saw her only as a friend, someone useful to him because of her ‘female’ skills, especially with his daughter. Her devotion to him never wavered, and

His hand grips my chin, making me meet his eyes. “I fuckin’ love you,” he growls, before pulling me in for another heated kiss. He adjusts his clothes and calls Wes back to the car. We pull up to the reception shortly after, and the mood is lively, laughter, the sound of clinking glasses, and the warm glow of lights strung up around the tables. The place is perfect, a mix of rustic charm and biker edge, just how we wanted it.

Later we would decide if we wanted to buy a house together but for now it was ours. The fact that I now lived with Knox still blew me away. Neither of us thought a year ago that this is where we would be. Happy, in love, and living together. Getting in Knox's truck he reached over and placed his hand on my thigh. I looked over at him and just like a year ago I felt my heart beat faster. I loved this man. I had absolutely no regrets making that ad last Christmas because without it I wouldn't have met the love of my life. And honestly that was the best Christmas present I could have ever gotten. SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS

I climbed on behind him awkwardly, not sure where to put my hands. "Hold on to me." I hesitated. "Lisa. Hold on or fall off. Your choice." I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressed against his back. He was solid muscle and heat. The bike roared to life beneath us, vibrating through my entire body. Then we were moving. Fast. I gasped and tightened my grip. Jackson handled the bike like it was part of him, weaving through traffic with terrifying skill. Wind whipped past us. My heart raced. I was terrified and exhilarated and completely out of control.