Who knew that under all that gruff and roughness was a handsome man, anxiously awaiting his prince.
“You’ll do fine,” Niko heard Caden say to his best friend.
“Not unless he changes his mind,” Blade replied, shifting on his feet. “I still don’t know why he chose me when he could have any guy he wants.”
Niko glanced over at Reid. The heart wants what it knows it needs. He had finally come to realize that.
“From what Lucas tells me, Ace is obsessed with that dick of yours,” Caden responded.
Blade shook his head and began to chuckle.
These were his brothers. His family and best friends. They all stood next to each other, waiting for the youngest of them to be escorted by their leader and, in some ways, their father figure.
Niko counted himself lucky to have found such an amazing group of guys. Slowly, he slid his hand into Reid’s and squeezed.
One day, this would be them. Well, perhaps not standing in front of a castle… but standing in front of his friends and family, confessing his love for the man standing next to him. His love and his best friend.
Finally, soft violins began to play.
All the guys straightened their stances and turned to face their little brother, who stood, smiling from ear to ear, his arm linked with his big bro’s.
They began walking down the aisle—Marcus with a huge, proud, shit-eating grin.
One by one, the guys began tossing condoms and cock rings down on the aisle as Ace and Marcus stepped in front of them. Ace began to laugh. Marcus looked like he was ready to commit murder.
Niko winked at his boss. They had all decided that since Ace wasn’t really into flower petals or… rice, that they would all throw condoms and sex toys, knowing that was more Ace’s style.
Ace quickly bent down to pick up an eight-inch dildo that Lucas had thrown and shoved it into his suit jacket pocket. He smiled at his best friend as he continued to walk toward the man of his dreams.
Stopping at the end of the aisle, Marcus turned to face the man who would be marrying his brother.
“You hurt him or break his heart in any way, and I’ll shoot you in the face before killing you dead,” Marcus growled before releasing Ace’s arm so he could join his future husband.
“Always with the violence.” Blade smirked, taking Ace’s hand in his. “But seriously, I will always protect him, serve him, and guard his heart with my life.”
Marcus did something no one was expecting. He smiled at Blade.
They all turned to watch Ace and Blade as they committed their lives to one another under a golden Italian sunset.
Both men stood side by side, dressed in designer tuxes, no longer the badass bikers, but Italian movie stars, declaring their love for one another in front of their friends and family.
It was the perfect, romantic, fantasy wedding that Ace secretly always wanted.
After the ceremony, they all moved to an outdoor patio for the reception.
White linen-covered tables had been pulled together to create one long table where guests could sit and eat. Tea lights swam in glass bowls filled with water and rose petals, adding soft light to each place setting laid out for people to enjoy.
Peppered among the elegant fixtures were miniature action-figure men riding Harleys. The figures were added by Caden and Jake, who reminded Marcus that both men getting married had dicks and that there needed to be a bit of testosterone mixed in with all of this class and elegance.
Marcus agreed and allowed them to add a few…extras.
Reaching across the table, Reid picked up the metal handcuffs and carefully turned them over in his hands.
“Are these… party favors?” he asked, glancing between Niko and Caden.
Caden smirked. “We wanted to add a bit of kink to this otherwise vanilla reception.”
Niko reached over and took the cuffs from Reid.
