Kace (Shattered Souls MC #3) - Heather Dahlgren Page 0,73
Adalyn is quietly yelling at him to sit still.
“This fucking chair is bullshit,” Brooks growls.
“You need to be off of it, so stop your complaining,” Maren says.
He shakes his head and looks at us. “Alex’s death is a reminder of our brotherhood. He gave his life to protect another. He died so we could all live and love. His death will not be in vain. We will live, love, and fight just like he wanted for us. Now let’s go say goodbye to our brother,” Brooks says.
I reach for Ivy’s hand and she links her small fingers with mine. “I’m right here, big guy,” she whispers. Yeah, she definitely is.
The funeral was exactly what Alex deserved. Shattered Souls from all over the country came. Friends and family filled the funeral home with stories of Alex throughout his life. Each story showed what an amazing man he was. We all led the hearse to the cemetery and the line of bikes was a mile long. It was fucking incredible.
We are now at Souls celebrating his life. He loved a party as much as the next guy and we are giving him one hell of a sendoff party. The music is loud, the place is packed, the liquor is flowing, and the laughs are endless.
“Remember that time he was showing us an easy way to ignite a fuse?” Riley says, laughing.
“That fucking thing blew up before he even dropped it,” Zane says.
We all laugh. The stories and memories have been endless. At that moment the shots I ordered are delivered. I grab mine and stand up. Everyone else grabs theirs and we raise our glasses.
“To our brother Alex. Fuck, we love you man,” I say, tossing back the shot.
I feel Ivy’s small hand on my back, so I turn around. “You alright?”
I grin and wrap my arms around her small frame. “I’m good, angel. Are you?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Of course,” she says, biting her lip as she searches my eyes.
I lift one side of my mouth into a grin as I realize what she wants. “You want something?”
“Maybe,” she says, shrugging her shoulders.
I lean down to whisper in her ear. “Tell me what you want, Ivy.”
She bites her lip harder as her eyes trail over my body. “You.”
“Good enough,” I say, picking her up.
She wraps her legs around me as I slam my mouth to hers. She moans as my fingers dig into her ass while I fuck her mouth with my tongue.
“Fuck yeah, I love some free porn,” Riley says, laughing.
I turn around and wink. “Pay up or I’m taking her to my room.”
“Kace,” Ivy says, slapping my shoulder.
“How about just the warmup?” Riley asks.
“Fuck off,” I say, walking away.
They are all making comments and laughing, but I pay no attention. Ivy is pressed against me kissing my neck as I push the door open to the back. When we reach the bedroom, we stayed in far too long, I kick the door closed and lock it. I let her slide down my body and my dick presses harder against my zipper.
“You sure about this?” I ask, trailing my eyes over her.
She pulls her shirt over her head and I immediately notice the bandages. “I’m sure.”
I pull my cut and shirt off trying not to focus on the injuries I am responsible for. She sits on the bed and lifts her leg looking at me.
“You said you’d help undress me,” she purrs.
I stare at her as I unbutton my jeans. As they slide down my legs, I pull my boxers off. Once they are off, I grab my cock and pump it as I look at her. “You make my dick so hard.”
She bites her lip as she eye fucks me. It’s hot as hell. “I’m so wet looking at you.”
“Fuck,” I hiss as I drop to my knees in front of her. I rest her boot on my shoulder as I slowly unzip it. She watches in complete fascination. I pull her boot off, running my hands up her leg. I repeat it with her other boot, but this time when I run my hands up her leg I push her skirt up. I nearly come on the spot when I see she has no panties on. I snap my eyes to hers and she’s smiling. “Fuck, Ivy. If I knew you had nothing covering this wet pussy, I would’ve been on my knees at the cemetery making you come.”
Her breathing is heavier as her eyes bounce between