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I grab her ass so tight I hope she bruises. I pick her up, forcing her legs to wrap around me. Her dress bunches around her waist and I already know my girl is bare for me.
“I love you too, baby,” I say as I free my cock from my pants. She tries to wiggle down on me, rushing the moment. I hold her up with my one hand firmly gripping her ass.
“Patience, Lucky Charm,” I say as I walk her back to a wall. “I had to listen to you screaming for Alexi for hours. Now I want to hear you screamjustforme.”
Her eyes are hooded as she nods her agreement, staying still while I step out of my pants and kick them to the side. My forearm presses to the wall above her head as I push her against it. Her back arches and her perfect nipples pebble through her thin dress. I lick my lips as I stare at her, holding us both in suspense.
Then, without any warning, I pull her tight pussy down on my cock. She gasps, then groans, letting out a sound of pure sin that I drink in greedily. She’s so slick and wet for me, taking my cock just right. When she clenches around me, it moves my piercing in a way that my knees threaten to buckle.
She grins at me like she knows exactly what she’s doing, so I strip her dress off of her as I move us over to the cloth I had laid out. There’s paint all over it, and I find myself not caring in the least. I keep myself fully seated inside her as I kneel down and lay her out, then sit up and grab a brush, dipping it in a bright red.
She watches me as I stare at her. I let the brush graze her nipples, and she stays still for me as they harden into even tighter peaks. Moving to her neck, I feel the cold paint clinging to her skin causing goosebumps to erupt all over. The noise she lets out with the sensation has me salivating for her. She’s a perfect canvas, her scars lighting up the edges as I paint her chest, her neck, and her arms.
She starts to pant under me, and I’m not even moving inside of her yet. The pleasure is purely from my brush strokes, and I’m addicted. My first time painting in so long begins to feel euphoric using her as my canvas. She rolls her hips, building friction between us. I toss the brush to the side only to trail my fingers through the wet paint that covers her. The colors blend together in a way that reminds me of the family we’ve created.
I pinch her nipple and rock my hips. Her lust-filled eyes darken until I could swear they are completely black. The bottomless pit of need she has for us makes me believe she was made for the three of us. Just as we were made for her.
“How’s that feel, Lucky Charm?” I grind my pelvis into her clit. “Do you like being my canvas?”
“Fuck,” she nearly screams. She looks down, watching where my cock is sliding in and out of her, then her fingers trail up into the paint too, finding mine and threading them together.
“I almost can’t see the scars anymore,” she whispers, and I kiss her.
“The only thing I see is you, Lucky Charm, and you’re fucking perfect. Look at what you do to me.” Pulling my cock out, we look down to see it glistening with her juices. The sight has me biting my lip. Her hand moves down and grazes over my piercing causing me to groan.
“You make me crazy, Lucky Charm.” No longer able to control the animal within me, I slam back into her dripping heat and grind my hips down.
Her back arches and our moans fill the air around us. Her hands go to my hair and she pulls me to her. Our mouths crash together as we both freefall into oblivion, riding out the wave while basking in the heat of each other's mouths.
I kiss her even after I’m soft and my cock is spent; I leave it in there just to make sure she knows I’m ruined for anyone else.
It’s her. It’s only ever been her.
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We lay there coated in paint as it starts to dry and flake, our limbs are tangled together as my fingers sweep through her hair. All the nerves I had about coming back here are gone, and I find myself enjoying the peace of the present more than I have in a long time.
Eventually, we separate, and I help her get her dress back on. Although, I’m sure it’s ruined now. I hunt down my clothes and pull them on, then carefully cover up the pictures of my mother so dust won’t settle on them. I turn off the lights and head to the door. Pausing, I turn back to Evie to see her saying goodbye to my mother. It’s such a simple gesture, but the seriousness of it solidifies that she’s the one for me.
I pretend I didn’t notice and try not to let the tears fall as I help her into the car and shut her door. When I walk over to my side I pause, taking a moment to look at the building that harbored so many feelings for me. Then, I wave goodbye to my mother for the first time in years. I get into the car and thread Evie’s fingers with mine.
“Thank you,” she says just as we pull into the garage. “That was one of the first real dates I’ve ever been on, and it was perfect.”
I squeeze her hand. “Thank you for giving me a reason to go back there. I haven’t seen those paintings in almost eight years. Without you, I’m not sure I ever would have gone back.”
Chapter 26
I wake up on Christmas day to a knock at my door. Checking the clock, I find it's only six in the morning. There is no way the festivities are starting this early. I unlock the door and open it to find Havoc standing there.
“I’m not training on a holiday!” I nearly shout.
Who does he think I am?I don’t wake up before nine in the morning, and I sure as heck do not work out onholidays. I’ve only just started training here because I needed to catch up to the rest of them.
Havoc smirks at me then pulls a bright pink box with a glitter rainbow bow on the top from behind his back. “I’m about to leave for part of my initiation. Boris didn’t give me much choice. I’ve already said goodbye to Evie, and I’ll be coming back to the island to help train soon, but I wanted to give you this.”
He hands me the box as I stare at him in shock, my sleep-addled brain not catching up to his words. Slowly, I take it from him.
“I know we were supposed to guess,” he says, leaning into my door frame. “But I wanted to see your face when you opened it.”
