Page 53 of Blood for Blood

She doesn’t have enough time before her face turns tomato red. I wrap my fist around her cherry red hair and slam into the back of her throat. She tries pushing against my thighs, but I’m too fucking strong.

When her eyes start to flutter, I pull my cock from her mouth and drop to my knees, slamming three fingers into her tight cunt and hammering her g-spot. She squirts harder than I’ve ever seen, her mouth hanging open on a silent scream.

Licking my fingers, I wink at her, then pull her down on top of me. “I want to fuck this sexy little ass.”

She grabs my dick, lining it up with her tight hole. “God, your piercings feel so fucking good.” She’s still panting, but her color is back to normal now.

As soon as I bottom out inside her, the tingle starts at the base of my spine. My cock has been rock hard since she started running, the sensation is almost too fucking much. “Your ass is squeezing me so fucking tight, baby.” I growl, rolling her nipples between my fingers. “So fucking perfect.”

“Oh god, I’m so fucking close.” She squeals, putting her hands on my sides, squeezing her knees as her movements become jerky. “I’m cumming.”

I drag my fingernails down her stomach, hard enough to break skin in a few places. Sliding both of my thumbs into her cunt, opening her up, she squirts again, her legs turning to jello beneath her.

I flip us over then slide my thumbs back into her pussy, rubbing her clit with my pointer finger. “Holy fuck.” She shouts, tears running down the sides of her face. “I can’t cum again.”

“You can, and you fucking will.” I pull my thumbs out of her, grabbing her throat and pulling her up toward my face. “If I say you’ll cum ten more times, that’s what the fuck you’ll do.” I slap her face and push her back down.

Her green eyes shine with lust as she grabs my ass. “Do it again.”

I slap her again and she moans loudly. Jesus Christ, how did I get so fucking lucky? All three of my girls love it when I’m rough with them, but none of them have ever begged to be slapped before. “I’m going to fill this ass and make you walk back naked.” I groan, pumping into her even faster. “I want my cum dripping from your ass for the rest of the day.”

Thrusting into her one more time, I’m true to my word, filling her ass with so much cum, it actually might take the rest of the day for it to leak out. She pulls me down so my forehead is pressed against hers.

“Alaric Urijah Wicklow, I fucking love you!” She whispers against my lips.

“Luna River Wicklow, I fucking love you, too!”

Epilogue II

Mateo

Three months before Epilogue I

My heart hammers in my chest as I wait at the end of the aisle with the rest of the guys. I’ve been legally married for about an hour now, but we want a ceremony that ties all of us together. So much has changed in the past few months, it’s crazy to think about how far we’ve all come. I smile at Aurora as she walks down the aisle, stopping in front of Lorenzo and Rune.

She pulls the train of her beautiful red gown closer to her feet before the guys take her hands, smiling at her. Luna comes through the double doors next, wearing a deep burgundy ball gown. She winks at me as Alaric and Silas grab her hands. In typical Alaric fashion, he kisses her hand, smiling at her like she’s the best thing since sliced bread.

When Nyx walks through the door, Karrion elbows me in the ribs. “Rock, paper, scissors?” He whispers.

“For what?” I cock my head to the side, tearing my gaze away from Nyx to look at him.

“To see who bottoms?” He looks at me like I’ve sprouted seven heads. “What else could you possibly be thinking about right now?”

“If you two don’t shut the fuck up, you won’t be fucking anyone, because you’ll be fucking dead.” Nyx whisper yells, pointing at us like she’s scolding toddlers. At this point, I think she lives for the way Karrion and I constantly fuck with each other.

There’s never a dull moment in our household, someone is always up to some sort of fuckery.

“You look absolutely stunning, my love.” I kiss her cheek, admiring her black knee length dress.

“Okay, we’re gathered here today to unite the Wicklow family in not-so-holy matrimony.” Drew starts, “If anybody has reason why these fuckers should not be wed, speak now, or forever hold your peace; although, I recommend keeping your mouth shut if that’s the case.”

“Skip to the part where we kiss the brides and go home.” Karrion groans, squeezing Nyx’s hand. “Everybody loves everybody. We all say I do.”

All three women laugh, making a smile spread across my face. I nod at Drew, encouraging him to skip to the good part.

“Okay then.” He clears his throat and laughs. “By the power vested in me, by the state of the internet, I now pronounce you husband and wife, or husbands and wives, maybe? I don’t know, but you’re fucking married. Congratulations! Everybody kiss someone and go to the reception.”

The attendees clap as we all walk up the aisle with our hands held in the air. “The second you get to the reception, you better get your ass to the bathroom.” I whisper in Nyx’s ear.

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