Scout: Devil's Rose #11

Chapter 30: Violet Monroe

Major places kisses on my lower back, his hands gracefully spreading my legs apart as I lay on my stomach. My head tilts to the side, to lay comfortably while I scroll through my first love TikTok.

The sun bursts through the window, but it isn't hot with his air conditioning on and the fan on high. The sheets were once sprawled over my back, but they were quickly removed once we had both woken up.

He bites my ass playfully, moving down my body to the back of my legs. I shudder as his fingers glide with my labia lips to get me going.

I scroll through five more videos before Major grumbles clearly mad that the attention isn't on him. I put the phone down and use my leg to hit him in the back gently.

"I wanna have sex now please," he practically begs, mumbling into my pussy.

"Don't be a baby, Mr. Owens," I tease.

"Wanna be Mrs. Owens?"

"Give me a couple of days to decide," I reply, feeling my impulsiveness start to rise up inside me.

It wouldn't be the first time I did something on a whim. I mean, marriage is big, but honestly, a person only lives once.

I'm also sure that the Devil's Rose MC official members have done things way more impulsive than getting married to someone they've only known for a couple of weeks, right?

I guess it really doesn't work out with celebrities, I've met a few of them, but we could give it a go. That wouldn't be too crazy? I don't think so.

"You need days? Deadline is tonight," he commands, licking my clit.

Okay, now I feel better about it. Major wants to be crazy too.

"Depends on how good you fuck me. How about that?"

I can feel him smile against my pussy.

I guess that's a yes.

The number of times I have an orgasm that morning has to be above three. Two from him just mouth fucking me, and I lost count after the third one with him fucking me so good I couldn't even walk, let alone speak.

I feel like I need to ice my nipples or something; they are way too sensitive after what they've dealt with the past hour. All good things, very hot things, but they've never had so much attention before. So does my clit too.

I'm going to be sore for days, I just know it. There's no way I can walk down an aisle in this condition. I've been thoroughly fucked in the way that I so absolutely deserve.

I've literally never felt so loved and desired before in my life. It's the perfect amount of commanding, caring, and roughness that I don't understand how he just knows.

Certain things we've had to figure out along the way, like how far he can stick his cock down my throat before I choke on it and what rhythms work for us for particular positions, but it's all come pretty easy (just as I have).

He's so attentive, and I think that helps it a lot. One of the good things about his military training.

We lay back on his bed, silence filling the space for a moment.

"Violet?"

"Yes, handsome?"

"Would you actually marry me?"

"I'm usually down to do some crazy shit, but this seems a little quick. One day, yes, absolutely. I just think we need to be together without external stress and worrying about protecting me every second of the day," I answer, not wanting to hurt his feelings but also wanting to be realistic about the situation that we met in.

"That's so reasonable."

"You thought what my answer would be wasn't gonna be reasonable?"

"Well, I know you. And you are sometimes impulsive, so I would say yes."

I chuckle, slapping him on the stomach, unable to help myself from smiling.

"Well, yeah, you do know me. But I think you need to know me a bit better before marrying me."

"I feel like I know everything I need to know, my love."

"I'm not going to beg for compliments, but-"

"I know you're kind and compassionate and strong and smart and gorgeous and caring. I know you are the most resilient woman on the planet. You know how to take a joke and when people are just being assholes.

"You know when to be selfless and when to be selfish. You know what you want, and you want me. You love me. You wanna marry me someday because you love me. I think that's all I need to know."

Fuck, he actually might be convincing me. I'm not quite sure if that's a good or bad thing. I feel like I need the girl's opinions on this one.

"How about this, Major? I'm going to have a girl's day. Harper, Clara, and Old Ladies. We're going to talk it out and come to a conclusion. You'll have the answer tonight."

He nods his head, agreeing with me.

"Call Harper and Clara, have them grab you a change of clothes and a bathing suit. Go take a shower. I'll cook you breakfast, get the Old Ladies together. Have Harper and Clara meet you here, and I'll drive you to the river for a chill river day. Get some sun, relax, and chat."

"You really want me to marry you, huh?"

"Yes, I want to marry you."

So, after doing what he says, all of the ladies (including two male prospects who are looking after us from a distance per Alpha's orders) without their children because that'll just distract from the self-care day we're supposed to be having, meet at the river.

I fill all the ladies in on everything that happened with Major and Kai because I think it's time for them, especially Harper, to know. The only person that seems shocked by the marriage proposal is me because the rest of them tell me to go for it like crazy people.

Who am I friends with?

Harper and Clara, I had no idea that they would say go for it with something like this. It's not who I thought they were. And I'm not against the idea. I needed rational people to convince me not to do this.

I'm apparently not getting that from any of the women here. Kate was even for it, and she's the most rational out of everyone here.

"Look," Persephone starts, "if you love this man, and you know that eventually you're going to want to marry him, do it now. I don't see anything wrong with that. If it doesn't work out, it's not the end of the world. But it's gonna work out."

"But we've only known each other when we're trying to go after a man. We've never lived life together as normal," I say in rebuttal, feeling like no one is listening to that point.

"Oh, get over it," Beatrice butts in, "no relationship will ever be 'normal' when part of a motorcycle club. There will always be a time when we're going after someone."

"I agree. I think it's stupid to wait if he is who you want to be with," Gabby adds.

"Rich coming from you," Piper teases.

"I might have fucked Carbon after like three days, but we're happy. We have two children and we live a great life, so."

"I feel like we all got together pretty quickly. Longest was probably Persephone and Alpha," Fiona reasons.

"I don't disagree with that. Though I don't know how we're counting timelines. Because it was Vegas and June who spent twenty years in the fucking friend zone," Kate addresses in a tone telling us we're all stupid.

June tries to fight back, but no one hears a word that she's saying because they're too busy teasing her about it.

"It only makes me the most qualified to talk about this!" she screams, the best comeback she could have hoped for, "Be with him, Violet. As someone who wasted so much time to be with the love of her life, be with him.

"Be married to him if that'll make both of you happy. Life is too short to think about the million reasons not to do something. They will always be there."