Luke pulls up a chair so that he’s closer. I sit up straight, my arms wrapping around Sebastian, my face nestled in his neck.
“Okay, I’m ready,” I tell Colton. And this time, I mean it.
Colton repositions my left arm, placing it at my side where Luke’s hand is waiting for mine. Our fingers interlock just as the machine clicks back on.
Colton kisses my shoulder near where my tattoo will be, which makes me smile, distracting me for a moment. Then I feel the tip of the needle touch my skin. I can feel my body tense a little, but Luke and Sebastian are still right here, reassuring me, so I take a breath and force myself to relax.
I wouldn’t say this ispainful,per se, it feels more like Colton is scraping the needle across my skin. Sebastian looks down at me questioningly, and I quickly nod that I’m okay. I see him pass that message silently along to Colton. And seeing how much they care about me, how much they love me, makes me realize that Sebastian was right.
I can handle this.
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“Okay, beautiful. I finished the outline. I’m going to fill it in now, so it might sting a little more. You ready?” Colton asks, and I nod, not only because of the soothing way he’s been talking me through this entire process, but because I really have been doing just fine up until this point.
But when the needle touches me again, the pain and vibration hits me somewhere deep in my core. I guess one could consider this painful, butholy fuck.It’s the best kind of pain.
I let out a gasp, closing my eyes.
“Oh, fuck, sweetheart,” I hear Sebastian growl out. I look up to find him and Luke staring wide-eyed at me.
Shit.
I knew this was a bad idea.
“What is it? You okay?” Colton asks, pausing the needle on my back.
Suddenly, I miss the pain and the attention his fingers were paying to my shoulder.
I want it back.
“Oh, our girl is just fine.” Sebastian chuckles, smirking at me and shaking his head like he can’t fucking believe it.
I ignore him.
“Don’t stop,” I say, breathless, turning my head to glance back at Colton.
He stares at me, his mouth parting as he glances down my body.
“Shit,are you fucking with me right now?” he whispers.
“Please… Colt…” I beg, because I am so wound up I can hardly stand it.
“Fuck,Leena,” he breathes out. “Lu, a little help?”
With what?When I feel Sebastian’s sweatpants being pulled out from between us, I understand what’s happening.
I meet Sebastian’s excited eyes as I place my hands on his shoulders and lift myself up. When he lets out a groan, I have an idea what Luke might be doing.
When Sebastian’s mouth falls open, I can tell he must be doing it well.
“Sit down, baby girl,” Luke says, a little breathless himself.
I lower myself slowly, quickly finding where Luke is holding Sebastian’s thick crown against me. I keep going, feeling him slip inside me that first inch, then two, and three, before I pull back up and down, enjoying the feel of him slick inside me.
Then I fucking sit down.
Sebastian and I both gasp. The way he completely fills me up is so comfortable and familiar that it nearly makes me come apart.