Page 65 of Cedar Edge
“You can say that again.” Logan mutters under his breath.
Axel lets out another laugh before waiving goodbye and turning fully. Across his upper back reads The Dead Wanderers over a gruesome patch depicting a skeleton army going to war with an army of the living. It sends chills down my spine and feels at odds with how jolly Axel seems.
“Wait! You know Ghost then!” I call out after him.
Axel turns slowly, “Yeah. He’s my VP.”
“I’ve met him a few times, I think he knows my friend Athena.”
Darkness passes over Axel’s face for a moment before he nods. “Yeah he knows her.” He nods to Logan before he continues along his way. Logan locks the door behind him. A deepening twilight has settled over the streets of Cedar edge, the street lights slowly waking up and illuminating the sidewalks. It’s the type of twilight that happens when fall is at war with winter. It's feisty, cold, counterpart trying to edge its way in faster than it should..
“Tink?” Logan appears in front of me, a half smile on his face and his eyes dancing.
I take a long, studying deep breath. “How would you feel about doing one more tattoo tonight?”
Logan
For a heartbeat, I don’t process the words coming from Thea‘s mouth. She drags her bottom lip into her teeth, biting down hard, and those perfect cheeks flush a crimson. I watch as she tucks her wild hair behind her ear, and note the embarrassment that seems to move over her body. Even like this she’s fucking gorgeous. “I know you’ve been working all day so if you don’t want to, it’s OK.” She stammers out.
The words are enough to shake me from the stupor the question put me in. My eyes drag down to the book in her lap, and I see the intricate designs of roses and thorns. “Tink, I’ve been wanting to put ink on your gorgeous body since I saw you for the first time all those years ago.” I groan, dragging my hand down my face. “You are going to be my favorite thing to tattoo after this, I just know it.”
She lets out a small giggle, the sound is music to my ears. “You’ve never tattooed me. How would you know if I’m the favorite one, what if I’m terrible at getting tattooed?” Her smile stretches across her face, the slight spattering of freckles dotting her nose seem to pop out. It makes me happy, seeing life in her.
I snort, leaning forward a bit until my arms are braced on the chair that she has her feet propped up on. “First off, you’re not a dude. There’s nothing worse than tattooing some guy who thinks he has the highest pain tolerance in the world. Second off you’re my favorite everything Thea. And I’ve been dying to get my needle on that perfect fucking canvas of your body.”
My eyes drop down to her thighs which seem to be pressed together and squirming underneath that book. I would bet money if I touched her she’d be wet as fuck, ready to be claimed.
Fuck me. This is gonna be the hardest tattoo. I’ve done in my life because I’m gonna have a raging hard on and an urge to fuck her senseless.
“Are you wanting that one?” I jerk my head to her lap.
She nods quickly. “But your version, I want to know, everytime I look at it, that no one else has this. It’s just ours.”
The words are the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard and do nothing to sate the lust burning through me. “Where do you want me to put my ink?” The words shouldn’t sound as dirty as they do, but my voice takes on a dark purr as I say them.
I see her chest rise and fall rapidly and I have a deep well of satisfaction that I’m doing this to her. Not Law or Ace. Me. And while I love sharing and firmly believe she is what we’ve been missing I can’t help but enjoy this moment. She clears her throat and stands up, the dress that she’s wearing falling down to her knees, the material sending out a soft swish as it does. It’s the same dress that Law fucked her in on the back of his work truck.
Thea’s moans aren’t quiet and like a moth to a flame I follow the sounds. I had been looking for Ace in his ‘office’ out back so my approach comes from a covered side of the house. The moment my eyes land on her and Law I have to swallow back the moan building, my cock already at attention. His head is buried between her perfect thighs, the ones that are getting thicker the longer she stays with us. Just last night I had left finger print bruises on them, the milky skin begging to be marked.
Law stands up, and Thea spreads her legs for him. I watch as he takes his cock out of his pants and slowly starts to fuck her. God damn they are perfect together. My own hand drifts down towards my own arousal but I stop short when my eyes catch on the person who I had come looking for. A devilish smile spreads over my mouth as I spy Ace watching the two. Evenfrom this distance I can see the desire building in him. “Oh you tricky little Tinkerbell.” I laugh. “Look at you being more of a brat than I am and finding a way around Ace’s punishment.”
I can tell the moment Thea notices Ace, her body stilling for a millisecond before she’s screaming out her orgasm with Law following close behind. My eyes stay on Ace though, his body melding back into the shadows.
Slowly, oh so slowly, I creep back around the house until I’m able to creep into the dark woods landing directly behind the place Ace had been. “You know I never thought I’d see someone who loved to defy orders as much as I do.” My hushed tone sounds louder than expected in the thick treeline.
The silence presses in around me. So much so it would be easy to think I was alone. But I know my man, I know how much he enjoys the shadows.
“It’s hard to believe, isn’t it?” Ace’s voice slithers over me even as he remains cloaked in the darkness.
A huff of breath leaves my lungs.
“Is that the only reason you came out here, princess? To tell me how impressed you are with Thea?” Ace’s voice is closer now and holds a dangerous edge to it. It sends shivers up and down my spine and the world feels electric.
“Just curious if you enjoyed watching your step sister cum all over Law’s cock.” My tone sounds every bit the brat and I’m not shocked when Ace seems to materialize out of nowhere. His fist connecting with my neck and pinning me to the tree that had been my hiding spot.
“Seems to me like you need something to occupy your mouth.” He leans in closer, licking up the side of my face. “Knees. Now.” The command vibrates through my body and I feel myself slipping into that beautiful place only Ace can bring me to.
Ace steps back giving me room to obey. I smirk, debating for a moment, sassing back, but Ace has a dark look in his eye. So, like the good sub I am, I slowly drop to my knees.
