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He stared at her, not even blinking.
She rubbed her thumb across his cheek, smile still intact and growing larger as she touched him. “You’re beautiful, Damian. Perfect.” Alex tilted her head to the side to study his face. “My fingers are itching for the chance to paint you.”
Alex had accepted us years ago, faults and all. She was just as fucked up as the four of us and wasn’t going anywhere. We had her right where she wanted to be.
“I’m not beautiful,” Damian said in a pained tone, looking at her lips. “Or perfect. If you peel back the layers, you won’t like what you see.”
“I see darkness in all of you,” she confessed with a beautiful smile reaching her eyes. “I see your anger, all the violence and the hatred. But I know there’s good in each of you. The light to your dark is there, and I want to draw it out. Show the world there’s beauty in my beast.”
He lifted her hand to his mouth and kissed her soft skin. A rare display of affection I’d never seen before.
Damian hugged me—and only me—but it was usually when he was having an episode. Because he needed that fucking hug. But with Alex, he was showing signs of compassion. I wasn’t so sure he could ever love her, but he was making progress.
Alex blushed as Damian lowered her hand to his thigh. “Is that a yes?”
Damian nodded. “Yeah, you can paint me.”
Between Luca and his rage and need for revenge, and Damian’s illness, I was afraid Alex would bolt before we could make her ours. But they were both changing. Maybe not all at once, but the signs were there.
Alex hooked her arm around Damian’s neck and kissed his cheek. He didn’t recoil from her touch. They’d never kissed, nothing more than a few pecks on her neck or him tugging at her skin with his teeth.
“I’m tired.” Alex raised her hand to her mouth and yawned. “Bash, can you turn on my music?” Then she slid off Damian’s lap and rolled onto the bed, moving to the dead center. “Damian, you can light the candles.”
“Oh, can I?” He laughed. “We still give the orders around here, Pet.”
We turned to face her, and she got on her knees, palms flattened on the mattress. “The last time I checked, I’m the only one with a wet pussy in this room. So I make the rules.”
I lifted my phone from the table to check the time. It was too close to midnight to fuck around with our girl. That was one rule I never broke. Structure was important to me, and to Damian.
We both needed it.
But we could make her come in the next fifteen minutes. In unison, we crawled across the king sized bed and pushed her back to the mattress. We pulled her thighs apart like savages on the hunt. Damian kissed her leg while I planted carefully placed bites up her inner thigh. She squealed each time my teeth nipped at her flesh.
Alex gripped the waistband of her shorts and panties, sliding them down a few inches. “Take these off me.”
Damian pulled on one side, and I yanked on the other, tearing her clothes off her sexy body. I reached between her thighs to feel how wet she was for us. My fingers slid right into her tight pussy.
“Bash,” she moaned. Licking her lips, Alex arched her hips to meet each of my thrusts. She grabbed Damian’s hand and shoved it between her legs. Her eyes closed, chest heaving with each deep breath. “I want both of you to make me come.”
“I have an idea.” I removed my fingers, earning a nasty look from my sexy ass woman. “D, lie down.” I pointed at the space beside Alex and slid off the bed to grab a satin pouch from the bedside table. “Cherry, sit on Damian’s face and let him lick your pretty pussy.”
Our queen licked her lips and then climbed on top of Damian. He gripped her thick ass and pulled her pussy to his mouth, diving in like he was dying of hunger and wouldn’t live without a taste.
I opened the drawer and grabbed a bottle of lube. Alex glanced over at me, her eyes wide as I removed the vibrator from the bag.
“What do you plan to do with that?”
I approached the bed and smirked. “Guess you’ll have to see. Don’t you trust me, Cherry?”
She leaned forward and fisted Damian’s black hair in her hands, pulling hard enough to rip it from his scalp. “In theory, yes,” she whimpered. “Fuck, Damian. Mmm…”
I got on the bed behind her. “Don’t cum yet, baby.” I ran my hand over her ass cheek and opened the bottle of lube. “This will feel good. Heighten your orgasm.”
“What are you doing, Bash?”
She cried out as Damian shoved his fingers into her pussy and sucked her clit into his mouth. He’d obsessed over Alex and her scent for years. Ever since the first time he touched her. Like some fucking creepy vampire drawn to her blood.
I hadn’t seen him like that before. Wild and out of control over a woman. His interest quickly turned to obsession, and when Damian set his sights on someone, it was usually deadly.
