Chapter 110 Oh, you are dead, motherfucker!
Lia
The clubhouse was packed with red, white, and blue balloons and streamers. Two huge tables held all the food: bowls of different salads on ice, chicken wings, steak pieces, kabobs with peppers and pineapple, big trays of cut fruit and vegetables, and this apple and Snickers salad that was really good. I snuck a taste. The other table was for anyone who wanted to eat inside. Out back, there were two pits ready for bonfires, more snacks, and coolers full of drinks placed all around.
"You all did an incredible job with this," I said, hugging each of the women. "It is amazing."
Owen let out a happy scream when he walked in. "We have two hours. What are we wearing? I am thinking very, very sexy."
"I thought maybe that black and white dress, the long one," I told him.
"No, no. I said sexy. Not nice and easy. Do you have anything else?"
"Well, there is one dress I have never worn. It is pretty bold."
"Let us go look at it right now," he said.
We went up to the room I share with Beast. I found the dress in the closet.
"It is short. It only comes to about the middle of my thighs. I could not bend over in it. There is a slit up one side. The neckline is very low. It is a dark blue, almost black."
"Put it on. We need to find the right shoes," Owen said.
I took my clothes off. Owen has seen me in my underwear plenty of times. I got the dress on. There is no way to wear a bra with this. I will need that sticky tape to keep it in place.
"Wow, Cupcake. I think Beast and every other man here is going to lose their minds. Maybe some of the women, too."
"It is not too much? It does not look bad?"
"You are hearing Liam's voice in your head. It is perfect. Do you own silver heels?"
"Yes. The kind with all the thin straps. They wrap around my legs and tie behind my knees."
"Great. What about your hair?"
"What do you think? I could put it up in loose curls. Or I could straighten it and push it all back?"
"Do the straight hair. But... how would you feel about cutting some off? Maybe to just past your shoulders?"
"Owen, yes! Let us do it."
"You think Beast will be all right with that?"
"It is my hair. I do not care what Beast thinks about it," I said, and the sharpness in my own voice surprised me. I heard Owen make a small sound and turned from the mirror.
"What is it?" I asked, going to sit by him on the bed.
"Nothing is wrong. I am just so proud of you. You have changed so much these last few weeks. Two months ago, you would have worried about what a certain someone thought before doing anything to your hair."
"You are right. I did not even think about Beast's opinion. I want to do this for me. Not for him."
"Oh, girl, now you are going to make me cry. I am so fucking proud of you. Take the dress off. I will cut your hair, then you can shower and get ready."
I listened to him. He got a little nervous and left it a bit longer than my shoulders, but that was fine. My hair was almost down to my backside before, and now it felt so much lighter. I got in the shower, shaved everything smooth except for one little surprise I left for Beast. The thought of his reaction made me laugh.
I got out, put lotion on, and dried my hair. I straightened it and used some gel to push it back. I did my makeup with dark, smoky eyes, a clean black line, mascara, a touch of blush, and a bright red lip.
Back in the bedroom, I put on a tiny thong and then the dress. I used the sticky tape where I needed it and tied my shoes. I put on my bracelet and necklace last. Looking at myself, I smiled. I felt sexy and sure of myself. I hoped Beast would go crazy for me tonight.
The music was already loud downstairs. I could hear voices and loud laughs everywhere. Beast got ready over at Catalina's place. He said he wanted it to be a surprise. I was dying to see him. He usually just wears jeans, a tee, his boots, and his club vest. Owen met me at the top of the stairs. He was wearing tight jeans and a see-through black shirt. You could see his stomach and chest muscles clearly. He had his new nipple rings in. His hair, freshly dyed blonde, was perfect. He had on lip gloss, but his face was clean, no other makeup.
"You look really handsome, Owen."
"Thanks. I wanted a different look tonight. Hex has never seen me without my makeup. Do you think he will still want me?"
"That man is crazy about you. Yes, I think your Honey Bear is going to love this more masculine style," I said, and kissed his cheek.
He smiled and took my hand. "Let us go find our men."
We walked down the stairs side by side. When we reached the bottom, people whistled and called out. Owen and I just grinned at each other.
Hex came over, pulled Owen into a deep kiss, and everyone cheered. I looked for Beast and my lips parted in a small circle of surprise. My man was in black dress pants and a deep blue button-up shirt, with the top buttons open and the sleeves rolled up. His club vest looked freshly cleaned. His boots were nicer than his usual riding boots. He had gotten a haircut, shaved on the sides with the top styled back. He had his usual lip ring, but the one in his eyebrow was a small diamond now. He looked so good.
He just stared at me, completely stunned. He looked like one of those old cartoon wolves, with his eyes popping out and his heart pounding right out of his chest.
He silently said ‘holy fuck’ before he was standing right in front of me.
"Damn, Sunshine. You take my breath away."
I smiled wide at him. "Thank you. You look incredible."
He put an arm around me and pulled me close, then bent down to kiss me. "Happy Birthday, baby."
"Thank you, baby," I said, still grinning.
He smiled back. "Let us party."
We walked around together. He introduced me to people I did not know. The way they looked at me was full of respect. Beast was glowing, so proud. He called me his beautiful lady, his gorgeous girl. Once he said, 'my sexy mama,' and I giggled. The man he was talking to, named Bull, looked at me with so much hunger I thought Beast would get angry. But he just said to Bull, "Not a chance, you fucker." Bull laughed hard, and his woman laughed too. She was beautiful and carried herself like she knew it. She looked me over and even licked her lips.
"If you ever want to trade, honey, you let me and Bull know," she said.
"Tami, I just told your man no. Stop trying to take my girl," Beast said.
Tami laughed. "I do not think I could. This one is clearly all yours. I am surprised she is not wearing your vest?"
"I told her she did not have to tonight. I am not planning to leave her side. Plus, I did not want it to mess up how she looks."
"You should do what I did," Bull said. "I got Tami a few different vests. She has a nicer white one for when she wears dresses. That way she is always showing your claim."
"That is a good idea," I said. I know how much it matters at parties like this, to show other clubs who I belong to.
"Yeah, I will do that. Thanks, Bull."
"Anytime, brother."
We had drinks and talked with everyone. Then the music changed, and Owen and I were led over to the stripper stage.
"What is happening?" he asked me.
"I do not know," I said, as Beast sat me down in a chair. Hex sat Owen in one next to me. Then six very built guys in animal-print underwear came walking out onto the stage.
Owen squealed, "Oh my God!" and wiggled in his seat.
I could feel my face burning bright red. The guys took turns dancing around us, over us, and even between our legs. I let out a yelp when one of them opened my legs wide, giving everyone nearby a clear look at my blue thong. The room erupted in cheers. Beast roared too, putting a hand over his heart like he might fall over. The guys around him clapped him on the back, calling him a lucky bastard.
One dancer pulled Owen up, turned him around, and bent him over. Then he pretended to grind against him while slapping his backside.
"No, I do not think so!" Hex shouted. He tried to get to the stage, but Butcher and Doc held him back, laughing.
"We paid extra for this part!" Butcher yelled. "We knew it would get to you, brother!"
I was still laughing until one of the strippers picked me up, flipped me upside down, spread my legs, and put his face right between them.
The noise from the crowd was so loud. But above it all, I heard Beast yell, "Oh, you are dead, motherfucker!"
The dancer flipped me right-side up, sat me back in the chair, grabbed my head, and pushed my face into his crotch. Then he pulled back, got on his knees, and kissed me hard on the mouth. It happened in a second. I shoved him away, pulled my arm back, and punched him right in the nose. Then I stood up and threw myself at him. We both fell off the stage.