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She slowly walks toward me. “Rock, the only place I want to live eternally is right here,” she places a hand on my chest over my heart.
“Forever, princess,” I place my hand over hers. “Today is the day I make your shrine.”
She blushes again.
She slays me. Still.
“Are you ready for this?” I ask her again for the thousandth time.
She looks up at me from lowered lashes. “Yes,” she replies softly, her smile getting broader.
She asked the guys to come over tonight. She’d gotten very close with each of them over the past six months, having spent so much time with each of them individually when they were with her, either at her shop, or here, or taking her somewhere if I couldn’t. Those guys have almost become as possessive of her as I am.
One night she finally asked me about us.
“Rock, I want to know. Are you and the guys intimate with a woman together?” she forced the question out quickly from out of nowhere.
She asked me this before, not as literally, and my answer had been a bit vague. She must have been thinking about it since she’s spent so much time with them.
I looked at her. Her expression was determined. “If you mean have we fucked a woman together at the same time, yes.”
Her eyes didn’t flinch, her expression didn’t change, she just said, “Okay.”
I stroked her cheek with my finger, then glided it over her lips as I stared into her eyes.
Softly she asked, “Did you want to do that with me?”
There was no fear in her eyes, no reservations, only desire.
I slid my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her face close to mine and ran my tongue over her parted lips. I was honest. “Yes, princess, I wanted to do that with you.”
She sighed against my lips.
Right then I knew.
I tied her to my kitchen table that night and made her come so many times, she wept.
I didn’t bring it up again after that. She wants it, I know she does, I knew it that moment when Snake stepped into my office and Summer saw him, I read it instantly all over her naked body. But she has to tell me when she’s ready. She has to go at whatever pace is comfortable for her and her healing. She’s going tell me when the time is right.
Then one day out of the blue, she said, “Why don’t we invite the guys over?”
That’s how we ended up here, tonight, and I believe how she’s telling me it’s time.
Summer’s now naked and painted, my fucking perfect canvas, on the podium I’ve set up for her. To me it’s her altar, or will be once the work is complete.
She’s ready, I used fluorescent paint in golds and reds, whites and oranges, then covered her in shimmering gold dust.
She’s the sun, a vibrant, life-giving goddess, her power emanates from her, penetrating everything and everyone she touches.
The pieces I made from that first sitting cover the walls in our bedroom. They’re gorgeous. She’s fucking stunning. Her passion, her essence, all that she is, everything she was feeling is expressed in those pieces. I sit and stare at them all the time and they bring me right back to that night. I cannot wait until today’s pieces are complete as well.
One by one the guys have come into our dark sanctuary. They haven’t said anything, but have only stood and watched as I took frame after frame of photos, changed lights around, and repositioned her. At one-point, Snake retouched some shimmer on her body, then Gringo got her something to drink, and Bull fixed her hair when it started to slip. She didn’t bat an eye when they came in and she was standing there, the naked sun goddess in all her beautiful glory. She didn’t shy away when each one approached her, touched her, and stood in front of her and admired her. After I click the very last shot, I stand and just look at her.
I can’t believe this woman loves me, it’s almost overwhelming.
“That’s it, princess, we’re finished,” I say, almost sadly.
“You were incredible, Tinkerbell,” Snake says, Fucking guy, still with the nickname.
