Page 54 of Nidev and Lyric

“I don’t know what that means. Why are you using alcohol, why do you need it?”

“I told you. To prepare the site.”

“Is this going to hurt?”

“A little.”

Her breaths picked up. “How?”

His mouth was on hers, lips smiling. “Doo-nie,” he chided softly. “It’s just a tattoo.”

Confusion and panic mixed. “A… a what? I want to see. How are you doing that?”

“With a needle and ink. Ink that I made myself. With soot, animal fat and my blood.” He sounded proud. “The blindfold is for sensory amplification. It makes it more intimate,” he whispered at her ear now.

“H-how much will it hurt?”

“Only you can answer that. I’ll be as quick as I can. But you trust me,” he reminded.

Her mouth opened as she looked in the direction of his voice. “I…I do but… I’m still scared,” she gushed.

“I’m beginning.” His warm fingers touch down on her chest, firmly stretching the skin. “Big stick.”

Her body jolted. “Ouch!” she gasped. “Thathurt!”

He pressed a kiss on her cheek.

“What… tattoo are you putting?” she demanded. “How many…pokeswill this be?”

“I’m putting my King’s crest. With my initial. Thirty-fivepokesper crest.”

“Thirty-fiveper!” she gasped. “H-how big is that!?”

“Barely over an inch.”

She couldn’t close her mouth or slow her breaths. “You saidper!What do you mean, per?”

“I’m giving you four,” he murmured. “Another poke.”

“Ow!” She gasped. “Four!”

“One crest for your mind, one for your heart, one for your body and one for your soul. Here comes a poke.”

“Fucker!” she snapped. “That was the same damnspot! Don’t laugh at me!”

“I’m sorry, angel.”

“Don’tkissme,” she demanded, making him laugh more.

“It only feels like I’m poking you in the same spot.”

Dear God, she couldn’t believe he was doing this. “Why does it take thirty-five? How long will this take?”

“An hour for each. But don’t worry,” he said. “I have pleasure breaks planned.”

Her rebellious, needy body perked up and that was so damn offensive. “All foryou?”

“Mmm, no, Doo-nie. You’re the only one that orgasms tonight.”

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