Chapter 30 Tyson
THIRTY
TYSON
The two bloodthirsty devils are practically fucking in a pool of someone else’s bodily fluids, but Carter looks like she’s already on the edge of oblivion, every breath she takes lifting her further into madness.
Normally, I’d jump right in to experience the heights she’s lost in, but this time, I’m thankful to witness while she plays with Massi, giving them the chance to fall into the kink they share.
It’s fascinating, watching someone you share a deep connection with, also exploring a strong emotional bond with another person, proving that you can love someone in different ways, but still speak to their soul and find solace within one another.
The game of cat and mouse they’re playing with their victim has gone on for a while now, and finally, Carter makes the call, ending the poor bastard’s life with a slice to the jugular.
His blood spits out in every direction, showering them both in a crimson rain, and the hard on in my pants grows as they tangle their tongues together, quite literally playing like little kids running through a sprinkler on a hot summer day.
It doesn’t take long for Massi to strip her clothes off, her porcelain-colored skin painted a dark maroon, and he licks every inch of her body, the pleasure causing her head to tip back while screams of lust leave her lips.
Before they go any further, Carter pulls away, looking into his eyes, saying something I can’t hear through the sound proof room, but they both turn in my direction, like they’re summoning me to join them.
I’d thought they were so lost in their own world to realize that I was still here, but as usual, Carter can find her men in a crowded room, her strong senses proving once again how connected the three of us are.
“Tyson, I need you,” she whines, pushing the door open and looking up at me through her lashes.
“Baby girl, I don’t do blood very well,” I argue, not wanting to spoil the fun, but if I touch her skin right now, I might literally throw up.
“Clean me up, please? I can’t stand to be stained by a traitor for another single second.” She pleads, holding her hand out for mine, while Massi scoops her into his arms, carrying her across the threshold as if they’d just gotten married.
“Anything for you, baby girl. There’s a shower back here, but your friend is in it,” I explain, but not even a second later, Ellie’s high pitched scream echoes off the walls, and we all spin in her direction to see the horrified look on her face.
“Did you kill him?” She shrieks, and as innocent as this poor girl is, I think the events of the last twenty four hours have left a traumatizing mark on her psyche.
“Ellie, I need to get cleaned up, then we’ll take a ride. You can hang out here,” Carter offers, and I swear, the girl nearly turns green as Massi and Carter get closer, revealing the sheer amount of blood staining their skin.
“I’m going to be sick.”
“Don’t look or go anywhere else, Blondie. I promise, you’ll regret it,” I say as I walk past her, my words coming out like a stern warning about her wellbeing, but in reality, she’s seen enough tonight.
I can’t imagine what it’s like to get a glimpse into the mafia world, when you’ve lived nothing but average for the last twenty or so years, and Ellie has unfortunately stumbled upon us during one of our worst nights.
She tucks herself into the couch, wrapping her arms around her legs in a fetal position, and I quickly inform her that we’ll get her mother somewhere safe, which only slightly eases the tension, but it’s all I’ve got to offer.
In the distance, I hear the water running, the sounds of splashing and giggling coming from the bathroom, and I graciously shut the door behind me, hoping what’s about to happen doesn’t bleed into the other room too much.
“Jasper! You have to share,” Carter groans, Massi’s large frame stealing all the spray, but he pulls her into his arms, the blood trickling from their bodies to the drain, the water mixing to lighten the color from dark maroon, to a baby pink until it eventually fades, leaving nothing but droplets on their skin.
“The coast is clear, Tyson!” Carter calls out, luring me into their trap, and I shed my clothes like I’m on fire, my hands desperate to be on her body, the gluttonous urge to indulge in her as if I were a starved man, and she’s my first meal in weeks.
“How do you feel, Carter?” I ask, stepping into the stand up shower, the quarters a little close, but my body is pressed to hers, trapping her in between us like meat in a sandwich.
“Exhilarated. On top of the fucking world. Higher than I’ve ever been in my entire life,” she breathes, the energy practically radiating off her in a way that mirrors exactly what she described.
“Fuck, Principessina. You were un-fucking-stoppable,” Massi adds, the smirk never leaving his face as she looks between the two of us, whatever she’s about to ask for on the tip of her tongue.
“I’ve never had a better partner in death,” she says softly, leaning back until her head rests on my chest while she smiles up at him, the eye contact unrelenting as she moves around our bodies with ease.
Over time, she’s become confident in the ways she keeps us both close to her, whereas at first, she was nervous about voicing or acting on what she needed.
Now, I can read her like an open book, and she’s found her rhythm, never ashamed of how perfect what we have feels.
“Will you do something for me?” She asks, the sex-kitten purr emerging as we stare down at her, the admiration present in both of our eyes.
“Anything.” We say in unison, the desire to please our girl outweighs any rational thoughts, taking over complete control.
Carter may be submissive, but in any scenario she holds all the power, knowing we’d do whatever she wanted, and respect the boundaries established along the way.
“Tell me you love me. Even if you don’t, or aren’t sure yet, I just … want to hear you say it,” she rambles, her voice shaking as the words slowly leave her lips, like she is afraid that we’d turn her down.
The three of us are silent for a few moments, the heaviness of her request landing directly over our heads, but I already know what’s in my heart for this girl, what’s been there for as long as I’ve known her.
“I love you, Carter, with everything good that’s left inside my bones.
You’ve healed me in ways I never thought another person could, and I’m not saying it because you asked, but because it’s time you know exactly how I feel about you, with no room for doubt,” I confess, and she spins around to face me, her hands landing on each of my cheeks.
“You are half of my heart, Tyson, and tonight you saved my life, without hesitation. I love you, too, and I am so thankful to have found someone who understands the inner workings of my mind, body, and soul because I never thought that was possible.” She swipes tears from under my eyes as she speaks, her vulnerability causing an emotional reaction that initially shocks me, but makes perfect sense, as Carter’s the only one who pulls the unexpected out of me on a daily basis.
Without a second thought, I press my lips to hers, solidifying the truths that lie inside us with an act of love, and I’ve never felt such a strong connection to another person in this lifetime, confirming what I already know to be fact.
I love this beautiful woman in my arms, and she loves me, too.
Gently, I break our lips apart, pressing one last kiss to her forehead as she smiles up at me, the sparkle in her baby blue eyes unmissable.
“My turn, Principessina,” Massi speaks up, pulling her until our connection is forced apart, and she meets his gaze less than a second later.
“There was no chance in hell that after I met you, we’d ever be anything less than what we are right now.
You’re my entire world, Carter, and I’d fall on every sword in this universe to keep you safe.
I’ve loved you since the first time you opened that smart little mouth, but I’ve been madly in love with you far longer than that, our paths having crossed in past lives, because I firmly believe that you were made solely for me, in every single lifetime that exists.
My little temptress of death, my ice princess, my sole reason for believing in a higher power,” he continues until he’s out of breath, and she’s a mess of tears, his feelings for her clear as day, and I’m fully confident in our dynamic that there’s enough space for both of us inside Carter’s heart.
“Fuck, Jasper. I wasn’t expecting you to make me so … girly,” she laughs through the tears, a smile breaking through on her face as she takes a deep breath while keeping her gaze laser focused on him.
“You are the darkness that lives within me, the only person I’ve known that can match the sadistic shit that goes on in my head, but also the only one who has enough of me to destroy my heart.
You and I were created the same, destined to live tortured, inflict pain, and ultimately die alone, but for some reason, the universe gave me the gift of you, and for that, I’ll love you until the end of time.
No matter what happens, we’ll always find our way back home.
” She touches his chest, right above his heart, and he places his hand over hers like a secret handshake, but stands to mean so much more.
“Let us show you how much we love you, Carter?” I ask, waiting until she gives permission, and slowly I push her onto her knees, her eyes meeting ours from the tiny floor of the shower.
“Fuck, Ty. You always put her in the prettiest poses,” Massi groans, trailing his thumb along her cheekbone, forcing her lips apart while a breathy moan leaves her chest.
“Look at us, baby girl. Look how hard we are, just for you. You’re our place of worship, where we go to absolve our sins, and prove just how much control you have over us,” I rasp, my hand wrapping around her soaked hair, watching as her eyes roam over my throbbing cock, then to Massi’s, the sheer excitement in her irises making me even harder.
I don’t have to ask if she’ll be a good girl, or remind her of safe words and touches, because at this point, those things are wired into her brain.
She’s past the point of submission, always willing to give up control at the drop of a hat, whether that be to be pleased, or to give the pleasure.
She’s fucking perfect, a certified Angel on Earth, and she’s chosen us to spend this life with, something I couldn’t take for granted if I tried.
Now that we’ve confirmed what’s in our hearts, and promised to take the lives of those who threatened hers, what comes after that is still unknown, a question mark looming over our heads at every passing second.
All I’m sure of is that I won’t be able to walk a single step on this planet without her beside me, and if that means I lay down my life for hers, I’d do it in a fucking heartbeat.