The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Angel POV.

Today is the day. Rebel's third birthday. I was ready for an early night last night, but that didn't happen. Especially when my family arrived and some of the other mafia Dons. So it turned out to be a party.

To be fair, everyone was respectful, especially when the kids were too excited with all the new people who had arrived to celebrate Rebel's special day today.

My brothers had the club girls flocking to them, much to my mom's amusement. She was chuckling at how flustered they both were. Even though we both know damn well that both Nate and Nico are both horn dogs, as she calls them.

Dad was talking to Ryder and Hatchet about something. Business, he said until momma intervened and told him to talk about it another day. He agreed reluctantly.

Rebel herself was fighting being tired and eventually curled up on Tank's lap. She loves Tank so much she calls him her tanky bear, which is super cute. Much to Rebel's request, she wanted princess curls. So I put her hair in rags before she fell asleep.

According to Ryder and everyone else, what the lil princess wants, she gets. She is going to be spoiled rotten today and hopped up on candy. So I am planning on getting out of dodge when she crashes from all the sugar. Yes, I'm evil. They need to learn that she can't have everything she wants. So when she erupts, which she will do, I'll be out and running away.

Sitting up in bed, I look at my phone and see it's five in the morning. Seriously? Why? Oh, that's why. The feeling of nausea washes over me and I'm up and running like Usain Bolt to the bathroom.

Momma and the family were in tears when we told them they were having another grand baby and momma went into full grandma bear mode. She kept telling me to sit down and rest. In the end it took daddy and aunty Rosena to tell her to stop being over bearing haha. I kill myself with my humour at times.

Once I have finished throwing my guts up, I stand, wipe my mouth, and reach for the damn toothbrush and toothpaste. Brushing my teeth, Ryder walks into the bathroom to wake himself up. He kisses me on my head as I brush my teeth and tongue furiously, which was a bad idea as I gag again.

"Easy, baby." He says as my eyes tear up.

"Get in the shower, baby." He says, helping me get undressed and practically pushes me inside the enclosure. Before he steps in himself. Crowding me in the shower. His hands braced on the tile beside my head.

"Today is going to be fun." He says as he leans down and kisses my neck. Damn him. Losing myself in the feeling, my hands move up around the back of his neck as I grab his hair and pull his head away from my throat, looking at his baby blues. "Yeah it will be." I say with a shit-eating grin on my face when he chuckles as he lifts me, pressing my back against the cold tile and I hiss.

"I know that smile, princess." He chuckles as he steps closer and kisses me. His rock hard cock is pressing against my clit and I moan.

"You want this baby?" he asks as he gently thrusts his hips up and I whimper as I wiggle to be seated on him. He chuckles as he guides me down as he thrusts up. I moan loudly, my voice echoing off the walls in the enclosure.

The sound of skin slapping against wet skin and our moans echo around us. He fills me completely. I can feel him all around me and inside of me.

I kiss him back hard, biting down on his bottom lip as I suck it into my mouth. He pulls out and I groan.

"Turn round baby." You don't need to tell me twice. I turn and brace my hands on the wall as I push back as he enters me from behind. He groans, his hands going to my hips as he slams inside of me.

"I love watching my cock disappear inside of that tight, sweet pussy. Who do you belong to, Angel? Tell me." I moan as I push back harder when his hand comes down on my ass cheek and I moan, throwing my head back. Fuck, that felt good.

"You, I belong to you. Now stop talking and fuck me." I say with a growl and he chuckles, spanking me again. I bite my bottom lip as my eyes roll into my head. Yeah, I like being spanked, tied up, choked. You name it. We are still getting familiar with each other. We have both changed over the years.

I never told him that he was the only person I have had sex with, but I have read a lot and I like the BDSM side of things, but never tried it. Not until recently.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

His hand spanks me again, and I jolt out of my thoughts. His hand moves to my clit, and he pinches it. I explode and see stars.

"Good girl. Come all over my cock." He thrusts harder as the strength begins to leave me. He holds me up as he releases with a groan. Feeling his cock buried deep inside of me as it twitches. Coating my inner walls with his release. Damn, if I wasn't already pregnant, I would be now. Fuck!

He kisses my spine, and I shiver. Pulling out of me, he helps me stand. I use him as I lean on him. He washes me from top to toe and I do the same for him. Once showered, he carries me in his arms back to the bedroom. He grabs the towels and helps me get dried and dressed.

I begin to braid my damp hair when the baby monitor crackles to life.

"Daddy." Daddy, Daddy! That's all I hear these days. It makes me sad that she is more interested in her father. I know that is completely illogical because I had her to myself since before she was born. However, they have a beautiful relationship. She is a daddy's girl and we all know it.

We both leave the bedroom and

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there she is. Bouncing with excitement and I smile at her before I chuckle at her happiness. Ryder opens the baby gate, and she runs to him Her rags bounce as she runs into her daddy's open arms. He laughs as he picks her up and spins with her and she squeals laughing as he kisses her all over her face.

"Happy Birthday Rebel." I say to her and kiss her on her face as she reaches for me and I take her as she hugs me. Boomer has already walked off. I walk into the main room and into the kitchen. She is really giddy. "Presents?" she asks with her big honey eyes and I chuckle as Ryder makes her breakfast.

"After breakfast, you need to get ready first. Then, when everyone is awake, you can have your presents." I say to her and she laughs, kicking her legs. She is now at the big table as she calls in. Plus, she is now fully potty trained and stays dry both during the day and night. She has done so damn well and couldn't be

prouder of her.

"I heard it's a little princesses birthday?" She giggles as she looks at the door and sees my parents standing there with watery smiles on their faces. This is their first birthday with her and I feel sadness and guilt that I kept her away from all of this. I excuse myself as I have a little breakdown. I'm left alone, which I'm grateful for. I go outside as the sun begins to rise. Boomer is running around like a damn greyhound as I walk up to the swing set and sit down.

Watching the sunrise, I feel at peace. Then it hits me: I was so selfish for keeping Rebel away from everyone. Even though I was doing what I thought was right at the time. Looking back, I was wrong.

It's me and my boy as he walks over to me and sits facing me with his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth. I reach down and scratch his head. He leans into my touch. For such a big, scary dog, he is my soft boy.

"Thank you, Boomer, for being our protector. For being not only my baby boy, but for being my family." I say to him when he whines and I stand moving to the ground and he lies beside me with his fat head on my lap.

"I know now that keeping everyone

away was the wrong thing to do. How could have been so selfish to do that to them, but more importantly to Rebel? She deserved to know her roots and to be loved by both sides. But like the selfish bitch I was, I kept her hidden from them. God, I'm such a horrible person." I cry as I look up at the blue sky with hints of orange and pinks.

Boomer whines and sits up, nudging my face with his snuffly nose as I hug him and he rests his chin on my shoulder as I fist his fur and sob harder. God, what did I do? If had I just faced the problem, this wouldn't be her first birthday with the whole family. I remember the day I had her. I did it alone. Rebel nearly died. She went into distress and I swear to god I saw nonna Carlotta standing in the room. I saw her pictures all over the mansion, so I knew who she was. She was standing there telling me everything would be ok. I screamed, telling her she wasn't taking my daughter, and I pushed with all my might and gave birth to Rebel. She was born perfect; she screamed the room down and I will never forget that day. Not only was Rebel born that day, but I was reborn as well. "Nonna Carlotta, thank you for giving me the push I needed to bring her safely into the world. Continue to watch over us." I smile as I wipe my tears as arms engulf me from behind me.

"You're ok, I know what you're thinking. Don't do this to yourself. You did what you thought was right. She and you have us all now. Come on, princess. Our lil princess may or may not be running round like a little rocket. Blaze gave her candy when I wasn't looking." Of course he did.

Today is going to be a good day. I turn to face him and kiss him gently on the lips.

"When you're ready, I want to know everything Angel, from the moment you found out you were pregnant with her to now. I won't be missing anything with this pregnancy." He says and I sob but nod my head as I snuggle into him. I have a lot to make up for, not just with him and his family, but with mine, too.

Starting today, they will never be out of our lives again. I'm no longer scared of the what if's. I will tackle them as they happen.