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She pulls back, wiping the wetness from her eyes and giving me a tremulous smile. “Sorry,” she says sheepishly. “Didn’t mean to turn into a big baby and get all teary-eyed. You just... You made me really fucking happy just then, Nic. Even if I think you’re a little crazy, and I should call for reinforcements.”
We laugh together, and I rub her back. “Nah, not crazy, Kitten. I just know what I want.”
I mean much more than just her permanently inking my skin. I want her.
I want her smiles, her love, her laughter, her tears, everything. I want it all.
“Okay. Let’s do it then,” she says softly.
She gets off my lap so I can get all of my materials out and set everything up for her. I wrap my machine after setting it up with a fresh needle and place it on the plastic covered metal tray along with a couple of ink pots filled with black ink, a smear of Vaseline on a paper towel, a pair of gloves for her that I stole from Tika’s room while Ripley washed her hands, and a couple of extras that probably won’t be necessary, but I want to make sure everything is there just in case.
Once everything is set up, I give her a crash course in tattooing, showing her how to hold the machine and helping her make sure it’s comfortable in her grip. I take her through everything step by step twice because she asked me to tell it all to her again, taking it very seriously, despite her obvious excitement. I take my shirt off when she says she’s ready, letting her choose a spot, and she picks an empty spot on my left pec near my heart. Fitting.
Sitting on the padded bench, I pull her between my legs. “Get up here and sit on me. Get comfortable. I want to feel you pressed against me while you mark me.”
She groans, a whimper following when I grip her hips and pull her up. She straddles me again, and I lay back on the padded bench after pulling the tray close by. Once I’m comfortable, I pull her farther up my body. Her dress splays, pushing up her creamy thighs as she settles, her cunt pressing right against my groin. This is going to be the sweetest torture. It’s also going to be one of the best fucking sessions I’ve ever sat through.
Ripley quickly puts the gloves on, cleaning the area before rubbing some Vaseline in with her pinky. I watch her as she does everything I told her to do. With the machine in hand, she dips it in the ink and then pauses, her hand poised over the spot she chose.
“You’re sure?” she asks, brow raised.
“Never been surer of anything in my life.”
I get a brilliant smile in response before she focuses her attention on what she’s doing. I relax my body and close my eyes at the first bite of pain as the needle connects with my skin. The machine buzzes, making the only sound for several minutes as she gets the hang of what she’s doing.
“You guys make this look so easy,” she huffs, wiping the excess ink away before going back in. Her brows are furrowed with concentration when I peek an eye open at her and I smile.
“Years of practice, Kitten. Most people start out with fruit or now they have synthetic skin to practice on. I’m just throwing you into the deep end instead of letting you practice first. I don’t have the patience to wait.”
“You seem to have an abundance of patience to me,” she grumbles out.
“My patience has been stretched thin for months, Kitten. I assure you, I do not.”
Her breath hitches at the gravel in my tone. The heat of her pressed against me has me hard again. Not that it ever really went down. When she stops again, I push my hips up slightly, and she grinds down against me with a sigh. I groan as she applies more pressure, holding me down as she drags the needle against my skin more. It’s the best torment, having her so close to where I want her, but not being able to do anything about it. Yet.
“You going to tell me what you decided on?” I mumble as my hands land on her ass, and I grip her cheeks in each hand, clenching my fingers.
“Nope,” she replies, popping the ‘p’.
We’re quiet the rest of the time she works, enjoying each other’s company. She takes close to an hour to finish, and I doze in between watching her. After she cleans the area off and sticks a Saniderm sticker down over it, she snaps the gloves off and tosses them on the tray. When Ripley looks at me, her eyes practically glowing, she doesn’t hesitate, attacking my lips and grinding against me as her hands run all along my chest.
Her teeth nip my lips, and I groan into her mouth as she devours me. I pull her dress up over her hips while we kiss, gripping each side of her panties and ripping them from her body, dropping the delicate fabric on the floor. She gasps into my mouth when her bare pussy touches the denim covering the hard cock I’ve been trying to ignore for hours. Her fingers are quick as she reaches between us and undoes my jeans, and I groan at the relief I feel when the zipper is pulled down. She reaches into my briefs, and I grunt when her small hand grips me and she squeezes. I can already feel the base of my cock swelling slightly, the start of my knot making its appearance. She raises a brow when she feels the metal that runs down my length. When she sits back to get a look and sees the bar that goes through the tip, she bites her lip.
“This is much more than what River has going on. I’m intrigued. If all this feels half as good as his, then I think I just hit the orgasm jackpot,” she mutters to herself.
My grin is savage as I look up at her with gleaming eyes. “He should have warned you. I’m going to destroy this pretty little pussy, Kitten.”
“Fuck,” she whimpers out before coming back for my lips again, her tongue fighting for dominance over mine.
“I want to taste you, but I want your knot more, Alpha,” she moans against my lips, frantically trying to get my pants off and growling out when she can’t get to what she wants. I help her push my jeans and underwear over my hips and ass, needing her as much as she needs me.
My cock is nestled between her lips, her slick coating the hard length as she glides herself over it and the metal balls in my piercings rub her clit. Her scent is going to imbed itself in this room, and a primal part of my brain likes that. Tika is going to kill me when she comes in here Monday, but I don’t even care.
“Then take what you want, baby. You want my cock, my knot? Fucking take it,” I growl out, my patience finally reaching its limit and snapping, leaving nothing but desperation for her.
There’s no hesitation. She lifts her hips up, pressing the bulbous, pierced head of my cock against her opening. Her eyes catch on mine, and she holds that contact as she pushes herself down, her walls sucking me in greedily. I want to watch as each bar of my Jacob’s ladder disappears inside of her, but I can’t look away from her eyes. Her mouth hangs open on a moan and she throws her head back, thrusting her chest out. When she’s fully seated, the start of my knot stopping her from being completely flush against me, she rides me. My hands clench on her hips as she bounces up and down on my cock, crying out loudly from the extra stimulation the piercings provide.
This is so much better than I imagined. Her cunt has my cock in a vice grip and it’s taking everything in me to hold back after so long waiting. Her slick slides down and drips onto me and she’s sexy as fuck as she looms above and fucks me.
