Page 64 of We Are All Sinners

I understand why Brix says it’s his sanctuary. It’s absolutely magnificent with the sounds, smells, and beauty of the ocean.

I lay back on the couch holding up my left hand to admire the beautiful ring on my finger still sparkling in the dim moonlight.

There is only one way to describe what it symbolizes.

Our love.

The love that withstood ten years of not even knowing the other existed. A love so pure that the first witch, who has watched for hundreds of years as her blood paid the price for her mistakes, believes we can break a curse that killed hundreds of my ancestors.

How did my life become so complicated so quickly. It was easy before Brixon came back like a fucking wrecking ball. My purpose was to just take out the bad guys. Saints and witches alike.

What am I supposed to do now?

I think about our lives before and how simple it was for us. We knew what we wanted even back then. We were just kids when I fell in love with Brixon Blaze. The love I felt then could only be described as a fraction to what I feel now. I won’t lose him again.

Jinx jumps onto the plush couch straight into my lap, “Fuck!” I squeal as my cat startles me, coming out of nowhere.

“What the fuck Jinx, are you trying to give me a fucking heart attack?” I whisper-shout.

Of course he doesn’t answer. He just sits on my lap staring up at me like I’m an idiot, like he always does.

Sorry, Jinxy. I know you’re just doing what you do,” I say, speaking to my cat as if he understands every word. “I even had to text one of the neighbors to feed you. I’m really glad you’re here, buddy.”

I swear he rolls his eyes at me at one point.

I still have no clue how this cat gets to me no matter how far I travel. Not that I really ever go anywhere.

I hear the back door close and turn to see Brix in all of his naked glory with a blanket draped over his shoulders, as he steps out onto the balcony. Fuck he looks delicious. I could watch him like this for eternity, and even then, it wouldn’t feel like enough. Every moment is a treasure I will take with me.

I watch Jinx jump down going into a full sprint towards the side of the house after bypassing Brixon.

“You okay baby? How did Jinx get out of the house?” he asks as he plops onto the couch next to me.

“I couldn’t sleep. You brought him?” I ask as I lick my lips, still tasting the delectable pie as I allow my eyes to trail down to his thick cock and back up to his mouth. I take my time, admiring my hot fiancé as I bite my bottom lip.

“Looks like you were hungry too,” he says with a smirk, glancing at my half-eaten pie. “Yeah, I put Jinx in a little pet cage, and he rode here with Liam and Em. She figured you’d want to head back early if I didn’t bring your little shadow along.” he explains with a smirk, looking at my half eaten jacked up pie.

“What if I still am?” I ask with a smirk of my own, watching intently as he sucks in a sharp breath when I move the pie box to my other side and turn back to him, grabbing his already growing erection.

I release my grip and start to lightly stroke his dick, trailing my fingers down to his balls, and back up, barely touching him.

His breath quickens beneath my touch. He is rock hard, at my mercy, and I am loving every second of it.

I start to grip him again. Before I know it, I’m on my back with Brixon pinning my hands above my head. Pushing his erection against my joggers, teasing my already throbbing pussy.

“I want to fuck my fiancé under the moonlight again.” He growls into my ear playfully before nipping my lobe before he trails kisses up and down my neck.

Brix releases my arms and sits up quickly removing my joggers and panties, taking the time to push the elastic bands over the back of my heels. I sit up just enough to remove my long-sleeved T-shirt, tossing it behind me.

His hands are back on me quickly, pulling my hips towards him and lifting, as he positions the tip of his cock at my entrance.

His free hand glides up my torso, between my peaked nipples, to my neck. He wraps his hand around my throat, almost like a necklace. He doesn’t squeeze, just applies enough pressure to hold me there.

I’m angled so that we both can watch my pussy swallow his length, ever so slowly, inch by delicious inch.

Look at your needy perfect cunt Evie, weeping for me and only me. Tell me it’s mine. Tell me it’s only mine.

Pushing through any lasting resistance from me, he settles, while I acclimate to his size. I inhale deeply, cherishing this moment, knowing that at any time, it could be our last.

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