I am a sucker for Happy Lowman, my dudes. Hope y'all enjoy this sequel to Mechanics and Motorcycles :-)
Much to Alexandria Lowman's joy, Lyla had not chosen her to be a bridesmaid. That didn't stop Alex from being dragged into the wedding planning, the excited blonde dragged her along to do things that Alex hadn't even done for her own wedding. Wedding dress shopping was the most excruciating thing in the world and Alex was glad she didn't have to endure all of the try-ons it took to find one you liked. Admittedly, she wasn't surprised when Lyla chose a very short dress. It really suited the blonde's personality, even if she weren't a pornstar.
Alex had even been at the Wahewa Reservation helping set everything up the day before the wedding. In reality, if it weren't a wedding between a biker and a pornstar it would be a lovely wedding. The string lights and a multitude of flowers made the wooded area look absolutely beautiful in the sunshine.
Dressed in a sleek sweetheart neckline black bodycon dress, Alex was squished between Happy and Juice as they waited for Piney to walk Lyla down the makeshift alley of Motorcycles. Kozik was in the row behind them, catching Alex's eye over Juice's shoulder and shooting her goofy looks every now and then. Alex was snuggled into Happy's side, his arm over her shoulders, Alex watched with a smile as the officiant started the ceremony.
"You look handsome with the hair, Juicey" Alex grinned at the Puerto Rican, who blushed bright red at her compliment.
"Thanks, Al" he cleared his throat, rubbing at his jaw nervously. Alex laughed as she watched his nervous reaction. Glancing over her shoulder, she understood why. Happy was glaring daggers at Juice, malice clear in his eyes.
The applause was deafening as Lyla and Piney appeared. Jumping to look forward, Alex watched intently as Lyla walked confidently in her sky-high heels. The garter peeking out underneath the short dress was a nice touch. With the volume of the cheers, Alex was glad she had driven down to Bakersfield and left Max with his Abuela for the weekend. The poor kid hated loud noises unless he was making them. Smiling up at Happy, she pressed a kiss to his cheek as he raised a brow at her sudden affection.
"You look ridiculously handsome in that button-up, sorry. Last time you wore it was our own wedding" Alex grinned at him as he frowned at her.
"You gettin' sad that we didn't do the whole big wedding thing?" He asked hesitantly, unable to read the emotion on Alex's face. She couldn't help the quiet giggle that escaped her when she saw the fear in Happy's eyes.
"Not at all" she leaned up and pressed a tender kiss to his lips before going back to watching the ceremony. She had laughed along with the crowd when Jax pretended not to have the rings, appreciating the light humour amidst the boring enough ceremony.
When it came to the vows, Alex saw Juice shoot her a weird look while Opie began speaking. Something was coming and Alex wasn't sure what…
Everything became clear when Jax's voice prompted 'and?'.
"Treat you as good as my leather and…" Opie hesitated and Alex peeked at Happy.
"RIDE YOU AS GOOD AS MY HARLEY" the crowd of Sons cheered as Opie mumbled the words, almost embarrassed. Alex laughed lightly, peering up at Happy with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Now I'm really glad we didn't have a big wedding. I'm sure Ma and Tia Theresa would have died at that part" She whispered and he grinned down at her. His large hand was resting on her thigh, and he squeezed it gently three times.
As the officiant announced Lyla and Opie as husband and wife, Happy pressed a chaste kiss to the top of Alex's head. When Alex looked up at him, he had a smile in his eyes which looked amusing compared to the stoic glare on his face. The clapping as Opie and Lyla walked down the aisle as husband and wife was deafening and somehow louder than before. Once the noise had calmed down, Alex glanced at Happy and Juice.
"When are you boys leaving?" Alex asked, standing from her seat. Happy stood too and smiled down at her, even in six-inch heels she barely came to his chin.
"After cake and shit," Juice smiled, "Can't just disappear suddenly" Alex nodded and tucked herself against Happy's side.
"Don't come back covered in blood, please. I'm trying to force Hap to dance with me at least once" Alex stage whispered to Juice, smiling mischievously. Juice laughed and Chibs joined the small group with a chuckle. Apparently, he had overheard. Happy was glowering at her, sliding a hand down to pinch her ass. With a yelp and a smack to his chest, Alex playfully glared at him.
"Did you enjoy it, Chibby?" Alex asked, a bright smile on her face. Chibs grinned, the scars on his cheeks stretching.
"Aye. Beautiful ceremony" The Scotsman grinned, pressing a kiss to Alex's cheek in greeting.
"Wanna dance, Telford?" Alex asked with a playful wink.
"Aye but I can't promise you won't fall in love with me, Lass" Chibs chuckled causing Happy to growl, pulling Alex closer to his side protectively.
"You get one fuckin' dance and that's it" Happy grumbled, pulling Alex to the small dancefloor that had been set up a little ways away for the reception. Alex laughed, excited that Happy had relented.
"Can't believe I'm doin' this" Happy mumbled, swaying slowly to the song playing over the speakers. Never once in her life did Alex imagine herself slow dancing to the Eagles' Best of my Love on a reservation under strings of lights and trees, but at that moment she didn't wanna be anywhere else.
"You're not allowed to pout, Hap. Even Clay and Gem are dancin'" She grinned, nodding her head towards where the couple were swaying with their eyes closed. Happy grunted as Alex began singing along to the song,
When the song ended Alex felt as if it had rushed past, whereas Happy felt as if it dragged on forever. Pressing a soft kiss to his mouth, Alex smiled up at her husband.
"Thank you. I know you hate dancing even when Koz is home to witness it" Alex whispered against his lips. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards in a smile before he pressed a harder kiss against her mouth.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt but we gotta get going," Juice said, tapping Alex on the shoulder. Alex smiled sadly, nodding and stepping away from the men.
"Stay safe, Hap," Alex said, pressing one last kiss to his cheek. "If you get back with enough time, maybe we can squeeze another dance in," she wiggled her eyebrows as Happy groaned.
"I might get shot just so I don't gotta" He joked with a chaste kiss to her hair. Alex smacked his ass, winking at him.
"Go get 'em, Cowboy"
By the time Happy, Juice, Bobby and Chibs got back to the Wahewa Reservation, the party was still in full swing. Clay caught Chibs' eyes and gave him a nod, Putlova had been taken care of.
"Everything's good, go enjoy your nights" Chibs grinned at the rest of the guys, slapping Happy on the shoulder.
Wandering around the party, Happy was unable to find Alex anywhere. He had asked a few people before Lyla told him she was sitting with Opie's kids and entertaining them. He wasn't surprised at all, knowing that she hated being around the club without at least him or Koz. When Happy found them, Alex was sitting on the ground and leaning against a tree some ways away from the party. Tucked into her sides were Ellie and Kenny, with Lyla's son Piper with his head in her lap. She was quietly reading them a book, all the kids looking close to sleep after such a long day.
"Hey" Happy's mumbled, voice thick and gravelly. He nudged Alex's foot with his heavy boot, knocking her legs open slightly. Alex smiled up at him, glad to see him back and safe.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Expected to come back to you tearin' up the dancefloor" Happy grinned down at her.
"Wasn't as fun without you. Herm danced a few with me, though" she brushed a hand over Kenny's hair, "Okay, Kids! Why don't you go find Grandma Mary and see if she'll take you home to bed" Alex pushed to stand up, helping Piper to his feet. The kids ran off, leaving Alex and Happy standing alone in the silent woods. Wrapping her arms around his waist, Alex pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
"How'd it go?"
"Fuckers didn't see it comin'" Happy grinned.
"Same with Putlova" Alex mumbled, slipping a hand into Happy's back pocket. "Watched them walk off, laughing together." Happy nodded before a smirk came across his face.
'Wanna have a quickie before we head back?"
Alex answered by pressing a hot kiss to his lips. Happy responded earnestly, tugging her dress up around her waist. Sliding a hand around her back, he pushed a finger to her entrance.
"No underwear?" Happy grinned, a digit pressed to her opening.
"Dress was too tight. Didn't want panty lines" Alex said, voice breathy. Happy hummed in approval, pushing a finger into her wet heat. Alex was panting with need, trying to push back against Happy's fingers.
"You're soaked, little girl" Happy mumbled, pulling his hand away from her. The whine she let out at the loss of contact turned into a breathy gasp as he licked his fingers slowly. Alex ground her hips into his, she felt the rock hard bulge in his pants. Happy moaned in delight, pulling the fingers from his mouth and pressing them to the seam of Alex's lips. She opened her mouth willingly, tongue swirling around his fingers and tasting herself on him. If Happy's eyes were blown with lust before, they had just doubled in size. He turned Alex so that her back was to his chest.
"Bend over. Hands on the tree" He ordered, unbuckling his jeans. Alex willingly obeyed, excitement coursing through her as she could hear the party still going in the not-so-far distance. Gripping her hip in one hand, Happy led his cock to her entrance with the other hand. With one swift thrust, he was fully sheathed in a panting Alex. He stayed still for a moment before he began thrusting into her, long and slow.
"Fuck, Hap. Faster!" Alex moaned out, fingers gripping at the rough bark of the tree. Happy obliged, hips snapping forward quickly. Alex gasped excitedly, pushing back to meet his hips eagerly.
With one hand still on her hip, he reached around and began rubbing her clit feverously. Alex shook at the sensation, feeling weak in the knees. Had Happy not been gripping her hip, Alex probably would have collapsed. Happy expertly adjusted the angle of his hips, the tip of his cock brushing against her sensitive spot. Alex grunted, hands slipping and scraping against the rough wood.
"Right there, please Papi" Alex begged, voice desperate for release. Happy continued pounding into her g-spot, pulling and prodding her clit in between his rough fingers. It didn't take long for the tightly wound coil in Alex's stomach to snap, moaning as her orgasm rolled over her in waves. Happy followed soon after with a shout, biting Alex's shoulder hard.
Slipping her dress back down, Alex pushed her hair back into place. She was panting, trying to catch her breath while trying to make herself look presentable again. She could feel the mixture of their juices trailing down her thighs, acting as a constant reminder of how much she wanted to go home for another round. It was a good thing her dress was tight to her body and reached her knees, otherwise, someone would be able to see the result of their meeting in the woods.
"I look okay?" Alex asked her husband, watching as he buckled his belt back up. Happy nodded at her, allowing Alex to spot the trail of bright red lipstick marks along his face and neck. With a laugh, Alex rubbed the bright red lipstick from him with her thumb. He frowned at her actions, biting playfully at her.
"Hey! Feel free to get made fun of for being covered in lipstick" Alex shrugged, weaving her smaller hand into his. Happy pressed a kiss to the top of her head, pulling her back to the wedding reception.
"Have fun, Al?" Juice smiled knowingly as they walked past him to the bar. Alex shot him a glare, flipping him the bird with her free hand. Juice just laughed, pulling the sweetbutt closer into his side.
"What you want, little girl?" Happy asked as they approached the bar, grabbing his wallet from the inner pocket of his kutte.
"Whatever you're having is fine" Alex shrugged, eyes surveying the crowd of people. A lot of the bodies in the crowd were Sons who came from all over for the wedding, most attached to a croweater. Some of the girls were Lyla's coworkers and they were somehow distinguishable even among the slutty women who hung around the club. When Happy turned around, he handed her a bottle of beer which Alex sipped gratefully. After their escapade in the secluded trees, she was parched.
"One more dance and then home?" Alex asked huskily, glancing at the time on her phone. It was nearing 2 in the morning and while the Sons were notorious for all-nighter parties, Alex was trying to get her husband home to a party of their own. Happy smirked down at her, a knowing twinkle in his eye. Draining the rest of their beers, Happy pulled her towards the dancefloor just as some old country love song came on.
Randy Travis' "Forever and Ever, Amen" was playing over the speakers and Alex couldn't help but let out an excited noise. She had forced Happy to dance with her and Max to this song in their kitchen many times. It was one of her favourite songs of all time. With a sigh, Happy began leading her in a two-step. Twisting and turning around the dance floor easily, Alex was laughing joyously as they went. The floor was full of couples slow dancing but was mostly empty with the Sons surrounding the dancefloor and with amazed looks on their faces as they watched the infamous 'Tacoma Killer' two-step with a tiny woman said to be his wife.
By the time the song had finished, Alex was pressed against Happy and trailing sloppy kisses down his neck. Whenever Happy was even slightly sappy in front of other people, Alex always felt that familiar throb in between her thighs. Apparently PDA was her love language.
"Thank you for that, Hap. I think that just made my week" Alex mumbled between kisses, "Now let's go say bye to Lyla and Ope"