Strike Fast (Snakes Henchmen MC 1)

She had to stop talking for a second; I could see how emotional she was getting. I felt emotional myself.

“We know everything about each other, every secret we had, all of our pain, all of our joy. I know with you, I will always be happy. So I make this promise to you. I promise to love you for as long as we may live. I will support you in every aspect of our lives. I will be by your side every day and be proud to tell the world that you are my husband. I promise to love you through the good times and love you stronger through the hard times.

“You’re my best friend, Mark. You’re my soulmate, the love of my life, and I want to thank you for showing me how to love. Thank you for loving me so effortlessly...” I cupped her cheek, a smile on my face, tears in my eyes as I wiped a fallen tear from hers.

We were soon pronounced man and wife, and I kissed the shit out of her, not caring a damn that everyone could see us. I wanted them to see us. I wanted everyone to see me kissing my wife. My wife!

That was three hours ago. Coral has been my wife for three hours. We arrived at the clubhouse to find the main room had been cleared out, making it look bigger. The bar was ready for those who wanted to get a drink, and tables had been set out across the back wall of the room, filled with an array of food. Bart, one of the prospects with the club has set up the sound system and is working as a DJ – why I don’t know. I would have been just as happy with a stereo playing.

We’ve done the rounds and spoken to Coral’s family, thanking them for coming. Not only are her parents and sister here but some of her aunts, uncles, and cousins came for our special day. We’ve spoken to members of the club, old ladies, even the kids of the club. Taylor wouldn’t stop hugging me and saying how proud of me she was, so Jack ended up dragging her off of me. It just made me smile. I don’t think anything could piss me off today.

Right now, Coral is in my arms as we slow dance. She belongs in my arms just like this. I stroke her back and kiss her head as it rests against mine, temple to temple. Her right hand is in mine, while my other arm is wrapped around her waist, hers is around my shoulders. “I love you,” I’ll never stop telling her that.

She pulls her head away from mine so she can look at me. She’s smiling at me. She’s been smiling all day. “I love you, too, husband of mine.”

I yank her closer and growl. “I like the sound of that, wife.” She giggles and I kiss her. “I can’t wait to get you out of here. I want you all to myself.”

“You mean, you want to ravage my body?”

“Naturally.”

“That will have to wait,” Comes a deep voice from behind us. “I’d like to dance with my daughter if you don’t mind.” Her father isn’t asking me, he’s telling me. I kiss my girl’s head and hand her off to her father.

They’ve already had the father-daughter dance, but who the hell am I to deny the man who helped bring my wife into the world?

She danced with Shepard, with BlackJack, Jett, Tank, Hammer, Roman. Hell, they all wanted to dance with my wife. I would have broken their necks if it wasn’t for the fact they all see her as family.

“I honestly did not see this coming.” I turn my eyes to Ice for a second. I know all about him trying it on with Coral. She told me what went on that day between them, the day Denise tried it on with me.

I was angry enough to want to kill the motherfucker!

“Like it's any of your business, Ice.”

“Whoa,” He laughs. “Dude, what crawled up your ass?”

“Don’t fuck with me today of all days, Ice.” I won’t let him ruin this day for me!

“I’m not trying to wind you up, Stryker. I’m happy for you, for both of you. You got your girl, and I got mine.” He looks behind him at Denise. She’s standing with Lynette and Tammy. She’s laughing with them about something. Got to admit, she scrubs up well. She looks half decent in that blue dress.

Hell, everyone scrubbed up well for today. I couldn’t have asked for more.

Not too pleased that Hammer has already taken off with a couple of prospects to get some work done. Prez could have given them one day off, for Christ’s sake. Whatever, I don’t plan on being here much longer myself.

Ice slaps me on the back and makes his way over to his girl, giving old CueBall the opportunity to get out what he wants to say. “You did this club proud today, boy.”

Wasn’t expecting that.

“I remember when you came to this club, a scrawny kid who thought he’d got nothing much to live for. Now, you’re a big bastard with a mean fist.” I laugh at that. I worked hard to turn my body into what it is today, to turn my mind into what it is today. “You’re a massive part of this club, Stryker. We’re all so very proud of you.”

Okay, this is just a little too weird for me, but the man’s getting old so I’ll humor him. “What’s this about, old man?”

“Old man,” He chuckles. “Yes, I’m an old man now, but I still got all my faculties.” He clasps my shoulder and squeezes. “We never bring kids into this club from the outside. I don’t mean you. You were BlackJack’s kid the moment you tried to rob him. Didn’t matter that you were but a decade younger than him. Beautiful Taylor,” He smiles and looks over at her. She really is a beautiful woman. She looks like a damn movie star on the red carpet today. “Beautiful, light-skinned, half-black girl. She loved you the moment she saw you.”

I know that.

“I mean Coral,” We both look over at the dance floor. Coral is dancing with Cindy and Willow, and I swear, my heart bursts with so much love for her. That beautiful smile on her face is what I live for. “That girl was always meant to be a Snakes girl. She loves you like no other woman ever could. You’re perfect together. She’s one in a million, like Taylor, like Lynette, like Willow one day will be. Take care of each other, and the rest will take care of itself.”

I hug him because that meant a lot coming from him. “Thanks, old man.”

“Love ya, boy.”

“Love you, too.” I chuckle.

Arms wrap around my waist from behind with the force of a hurricane, almost knocking me off my feet. I laugh and turn around to face my wife; she’s smiling so wide. “I’m missing you, handsome.” Then she slams her mouth against mine, moaning while kissing the shit out of me in front of everyone in the room.

Catcalls and wolf whistles are deafening, and she laughs against my mouth. “Sorry,” She mumbles. “I couldn’t help myself.”

“Do have any idea what you do to me?”

She nods cheekily. “Can we leave now?” She leans into me, her lips against my ear, sending a shiver right down my spine to my cock. “I want you to fuck me on your bike.” Shit!

“We’re leaving, right now!” She’s laughing as I drag her around the room so we can say goodbye to everyone, which takes far too fucking long for my liking.

By the time I have her on the back of my bike, people throwing rice and confetti all over us, I’m about ready to bust out of my damn pants!

We don’t ride too far, I want her too badly for that, and she wants me to fuck her against my bike. Her wish is my command.

I park my bike beyond the trees near the playground. Not an ideal place to fuck your new wife, but it’s dark enough that I know there won’t be any kids out playing, no one will see us.

I climb off my bike, taking Coral’s waist, I lift her off the bike, so both her legs are the right side of the bike. “Lose the panties.” It wasn’t a question, more of a gentle order.

She giggles cheekily while lifting the skirt of her wedding dress up her thighs, revealing her creamy, soft, smooth legs. My cock jumps in my pants. She hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her white, silk panties, and without bending or looking away from me, she pushes them down her legs, while I remove my jacket, tie, and shirt. She smirks while I unzip my pants and push them down my legs.

I repress a groan when she lifts her leg. I take her ankle, and slide said panties of her foot and plant a kiss on her ankle, lips sliding up her leg, higher an

d higher. I can smell the heat of her pussy, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. Damn, she always smells so good!

She pulls herself onto the leather seat of my bike, and my eyes widened when she spreads her legs wide enough to give me a view of her soaking wet pussy and all its glory. She’s gonna be the death of me!

She slides my hand along her thigh, giggling cheekily, teasing me. I take a step toward her. I want to touch her so badly. I want to feel her wet pussy pulsing on my fingers, but she closes her legs before I can touch her, causing me to groan. My dick is so hard it’s painful.