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“The others are also planning on getting them this week,” Ryder adds
“It’s really a thing now?” she asks, laughing some more.
“Whether we intended it to be or not,” Luca agrees. “At least it works in our favor.”
She shrugs but a small smile still plays on her lips. She goes to try and stand up off the couch again, already forgetting about her injury. This time, I beat D to sweeping her off her feet.
She sighs. “I need to wash off. I’m disgusting.”
“I can help with that.” I smirk as I start to carry her out of the room. She huffs but doesn’t put up much of a fight. I think she must be feeling her injury more than she’s letting on. She’s not normally this docile.
As soon as we get to her room, that changes. I should have known better. She’s never this easy going, especially not when it comes to us taking care of her. The second her ass hits the bed, she’s pulling away from me and getting to her feet.
“Are you kidding me, baby girl?”
She flips me off and brushes my hands away from her. I raise a brow but she narrows her eyes right back. “It’s a small wound. Stop treating me like I’m dying.”
“Stop getting stabbed then,” I snark back.
“Big words from the guy who got kidnapped.”
My mouth drops open in shock. This brat. “Low blow, Scar. Low blow.”
She shimmies her shoulders and sticks her tongue out at me before getting to her feet and limping over to her dresser. I roll my eyes, but if she needs to prove that she’s fine, so be it. I can let her have this win.
It only takes a few minutes before she’s changed into more comfortable clothes and climbing back into bed with me. It’s hard to take my eyes off her for even just a moment.
“I can’t believe you all have these now,” she whispers, her fingers trailing around the edges of the plastic wrap. Ever since she got in bed, every bit of defiance bled out of her. Replaced by a content, somewhat sleepy Scar. She traces patterns on the skin all around the tattoo. Her patience makes me smile when I know how eager she is to see it. It makes me want to reward her now that she’s finally relaxing.
“You shouldn’t be so surprised,” I point out. “The rose has started to symbolize not only everything you’ve built, but you yourself. Why wouldn’t we want to be a part of that?”
She just stares at me, apparently not sure how to respond. I can’t help but be distracted though as the transparency of her shirt makes her nipples just barely visible to me. Just enough to entice me. I’m still a little bit mad at her for not calling backup for herself, but D assured all of us it was nothing more than a flesh wound. I should punish her for her sass, but maybe that can wait for when Kade is also around.
My dick grows stiff in my pants as her nipples tighten under my gaze. Declan said she had to take it easy, but he never said I couldn’t take care of her. I lean forward, catching her off guard as I catch her nipple with my teeth through her shirt.
I bite down, rolling the little nub between my teeth before sucking her tit into my mouth.
“Noah,” she sighs.
“Yes, baby girl?” I ask back. I straighten as my hands curve under her thighs.
“D said I had to take it easy,” she echoes my thought from just a moment ago.
“Mhm,” I agree. “You have to take it easy. I don’t though.”
She grins mischievously, clearly on board with my plan. I push her back, laying her flat on the bed, massaging her breast through the white cotton of her shirt. I don’t know what it is that is so hot about her wearing a white crop top braless, but damn. I haven’t been able to take my eyes off of her since she changed. I slide her shorts off her, leaving her pink satin panties in place. I can already see a wet mark through them. Fuck, she deserves a reward just for how sexy she is all spread out on the bed like this.
I grab my phone from my back pocket and take a picture of her displayed like this for me. The look in her eyes as I do lights a fire in my blood.
I push her panties to the side, twirling my fingers through her desire.
“Already so wet, baby girl. Just what dirty thoughts have you been thinking?”
Without missing a beat she answers, “Licking each of your tattoos, one after the other.”
I chuckle as she bucks her hips up into my hand. I pause the movement of my fingers. “That’s not taking it easy.” She sighs but relaxes her body and I start sliding through her slick folds once more. Feeling them grow wetter with each slow motion. “And if you had all lined up like that, I hope you would do a lot more licking than just our tattoos.”
I slip two fingers into her tight channel just in time to feel her clench around them at my words.
