Ace: His Angel (Phoenix Riders MC 1)

70: Family

Ace POV

The last gift Angel gave me I didn't see coming. I unwrapped a handmade ornament engraved with "Future Mr. and Mrs." and the year. Glancing at Angel, she was grinning from ear to ear.

"I thought since every year my mom gets me an ornament, I would give you one so you can start your collection," she breathed.

Pulling her onto my lap, I kissed her gently. She smiled against my lips and whispered, "Merry Christmas, Sam."

Killer and I have never celebrated Christmas with family, bought this many presents, or chopped down a tree. But Kaitlyn dragged us out to chop down the tallest tree she could find to take home, and neither of us complained.

After hanging the new ornament amongst all of Kaitlyn's, I went outside to grab her last present. Returning, Angel looked confused, but blushed when I placed the large box in front of her on the floor and sat back down.

Kaitlyn deserves to feel as loved as she makes me feel. She asked for nothing, but I will give her everything and more. I just hope this is perfect for my Angel.

She furrowed her brows in confusion. Shrugging, I smiled. "It was too big to fit under the tree."

Hesitantly, she sat on the floor and opened the box. Angel gasped, and tears sprung to her eyes as she looked at me for reassurance.

"Sam... I-you."

Kaitlyn couldn't form a sentence, and my nerves settled. It's perfect. Reaching inside the box, Angel pulled out a sleeping German Shepherd puppy and placed it in her lap, petting its floppy ears.

"I don't want you to be alone when we go on runs, and I know you want one. It's a boy and still needs a name," I said. Angel smiled at me and mouthed a small thank you, smiling.

You're welcome, Angel... you deserve the world. My mom was right; when you love someone, whatever shit you go through is worth it.

Angel's nightmares had subsided but hadn't stopped completely. I asked Ginger how I could help her, and she suggested an emotional support dog. I settled on a German Shepard, knowing it could also be a guard dog. Hopefully, this would help with Angel's fears and anxiety.

Angel sat in my lap with the dog in hers, and I nuzzled her neck, kissing her neck and shoulder. "I was thinking...I want to name him Dakota and Kota for short," she whispered.

"I think Dakota would be perfect," I answered in her neck, leaving small bites, causing her abdomen to tighten.

"Behave yourself, mister, we don't need another lecture from Kyle," she giggled, rolling her eyes.

Fuck me. We need our own place. Especially after what happened last time.

*****

Later, we packed up, including Dakota, and went to the clubhouse for our annual family Christmas dinner. Most of the brothers are alone, and this is a way for us to include everyone.

Stepping into the clubhouse, everyone rushed over to say hello to the newest addition to the family. Thankfully, no one noticed the ring on Angel's finger, and I knew she was silently thankful. Kaitlyn doesn't enjoy attention, but when she is in the room, you can't help but notice her. She makes each person feel special and is one of the many reasons I love her.

After dinner, we moved into the living room for presents. The Riders do nothing small, especially when spoiling our Old Ladies and friends during a holiday. That way, no one can feel guilty about being spoiled.

We opened the last of the presents, and wrapping paper and presents overtook the living room. Ginger stood up, pulling Blade with her, getting everyone's attention. She handed him a small bag, and when he opened it, his face paled slightly before smiling, with tears in his eyes, at his wife. Blade pulled out a tiny outfit that said, "Soon to be DAD" on the front, and everyone erupted in cheers.

Once everyone settled down, I got up, pulling Kaitlyn with me for our announcement. Kaitlyn stood nervously next to me, and I kissed her hand, trying to reassure her, and she took a deep breath.

"This year we're not only celebrating a new member," she said, smiling at Ginger and Blade. "But also, a wedding," she said, holding up her hand. Everyone congratulated us, asking Angel how it happened, and Ginger cooed at the ring.

We spent the rest of the night telling stories and playing card games, and I learned how passionate Kaitlyn was about competitive games and winning. Watching Angel throw her cards at Gears because he cheated, and laughing until she couldn't breathe, made for a perfect Christmas.

*****

At the house, Angel gave me those eyes that made me weak in the knees, hoping I would let Kota sleep in bed with us. However, I am selfish, and I will not share my time or bed with anyone but Kaitlyn.

I watched Angel get ready for bed, comfortable in her own skin, and I could watch her the rest of my life and never tire of her beauty. She caught me staring at her and gave me a questioning look. Her furrowed brows, a slight smile, and confusion written all over her face. I said nothing and patted the bed.

She climbed in, laying on top of me, wearing one of my shirts and a pair of shorts hidden underneath. Her lips landed on mine, and hands found their way into my hair, tugging at it. I took her soft lips between my teeth, earning a moan from her. I grabbed her hips, trying to restrain myself, but my erection had other ideas. Angel bit my bottom lip, returning the favor before pulling away. A small laugh escaped her mouth. I went to kiss her, but she put her finger on my mouth, stopping me.

Someone help me because I could explode. Kaitlyn's assertiveness turns me on, and I want more. I want to be balls deep in her, hearing her scream my name, as her green eyes beg for more. But I'm worried if she takes control, her heart can't handle it.

"Angel, don't think for one minute that these clothes will stay on you much longer," I mumbled behind her thin finger. She smiled as I dragged her hand from my mouth, kissing each of her soft fingers.

She laughed, sitting up, and ran her hands down my chest, igniting me. "I have one last Christmas present for you," she whispered, blushing. Oh, God. My dick twitched with anticipation, wanting to know what she had in store for me.

"What is it, Angel?" I asked, sitting up pushing some hair behind her ear.

A gentle kiss landed on my lips before she turned around in my lap and took her shirt off, revealing her bareback. Almost bare.