The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds Christmas Special
Family. That's what The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds have been like for years. They've helped each other through their darkest times and celebrated their successes.
Christmas is around the corner and Angel wants to invite the club and host the festivities for the year. She wants a full, extended family Christmas.
Lash would have been happier just going away, taking his wife to a nice hot beach for some alone time. But he's a family man now. He has children and he's the President of The Skulls MC. And he will always give his wife what she wants.
So, for Christmas, Chaos Bleeds is coming to Fort Wills. He cannot guarantee it will be peaceful.
Family they may be, but they are still two different clubs, and when the competitions start, he has no idea how far things will go. But it’s Christmas and as long as Lash gets his woman in a bow for him to unwrap, he is more than willing to give her what she wants.
For Angel, this is a dream come true. Having the clubs together is a time for them to love one another, to cherish what they have, and above all else, for them to take a moment to remember those no longer with them.
“What about the beach? We can find somewhere sunny where it is just us.”
Angel shook her head. “I don’t want the beach. I want a family and extended-family Christmas.”
Lash sighed. “Fine. I’ll bring it up in church, and so long as the guys agree, I don’t see a reason why not.”
“Can I ask the girls?” Angel asked.
He stared at her, and she tried to keep a straight face. “Angel, baby, why do I get the feeling that you’ve already gotten the girls to agree?”
“Well, I might have suggested it to Tate, who then spoke to Eva, and then it kind of just took off on its own. I have no idea how it happened. It just did.”
Lash burst out laughing, brushing her hair off her face. “Fine, I will make this happen on two conditions.”
“Name them.”
“One, you have fun, and you don’t do anything that you don’t want to do.”
“That’s easy.”
Lash rolled his eyes.
“I mean it, I can do that.”
“Babe, you’re soft at heart and people have a tendency of making you do stuff you don’t need to. Everyone will pull their weight. This will not be you in the kitchen for the whole event. Everyone pitches in. Turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, the works. Everyone will be given a job.”
“Apart from Lacey,” she said.
“Yes, that woman can handle the drinks and the kids.” There was no way they would still have a clubhouse if Lacey got involved in the kitchen. That woman had already burnt down her own kitchen in her house, not once either. A couple of times.
Lacey had her skills though.
“What’s your second condition? You said you had two.”
He pushed some of her hair out of the way. She had stopped dying it a few years ago, and it had reverted to her brown color, along with a couple of gray hairs, but she didn’t mind them.
“That you’re my present.”
“Huh?”
“You, wrapped up in a big red bow, Christmas Eve, Christmas day, and leading all the way up to New Year.” He put his hands on her hips, and she let out a little gasp. With them hosting Christmas, they’d be at the clubhouse, which meant babysitting duty was always shared.
“Yes, I can do that.”
Lash ran his hands down to her ass, giving the flesh a little squeeze. They had been together for over twenty years, and she still couldn’t believe it. The love she had for Lash never diminished. It only got stronger.
Also, her attraction to him. Lash as a young man was amazing, but now, as an older man, he was irresistible.
“There’s no one around right now,” Angel said.
He took hold of her hand and moved her away from the clubhouse, away from the backyard, and all the way past the sheds until they came to a small, secluded area where he moved her up against a tree.
“You’re right, no one is around to interrupt me.” He slid his hands into her sweatpants, and the moment he touched her clit, Angel gasped. There was no messing around with his actions. The way he touched her set her on fire.
Reaching for him, she touched his large dick, feeling how hard it was in the tight confines of his jeans.
Another moan escaped her. She just couldn’t help it.
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