Epilogue
INK
THE NEXT DAY
“ I s this going to hurt?” Sutton asks as she watches me set up my station.
“I’m not goin’ to lie to you, bunny. It’ll probably hurt a little. You have enough cushion back there. I’m sure it will only feel like a little sting.” I wink. I’m getting hard just think about tattooing my woman’s ass.
“Liar,” she says with no meaning behind it. “When do I get to know what it is?”
Since she lost the bet, that meant Evan got to pick out her tattoo. She wouldn’t tell her what she was getting, or that she told me I could ink whatever the hell I wanted.
So what is my woman getting?
Two ravens on the curve of her ass where I punished her for the first time. I’m positioning just low enough where if she’s wearing the booty shorts I like, you’ll see a small amount peaking out, making your mind instantly wonder what the rest looks like.
My cock hardens at the thought of being the only one to see the full tattoo. A tattoo that’s also my mark.
“When it’s all done,” I answer. “Pants off and hop up, bunny.”
She places her hands on her hips and cocks her head. “Do you tell all of your clients to strip, Oliver? This is the second time I’ve been in your room without my pants on.”
“Only you, darlin’.” I wink. “I need one thing from you before we start, though.”
“What’s that?”
“I need you to say ass.”
Sutton rolls her eyes as she takes her pants off. “You’re so stupid.”
“Say it.”
“Ass,” she says sarcastically as she hops up. “There. Happy?”
I grin like a Cheshire cat. “Bad girl.”
“Only for you.”
“Damn right,” I grunt, as I smack her ass for good measure. “Don’t move.”
Once I’m satisfied with the placement, I get to work. My girl would be the perfect client. She barely moves and doesn’t talk to me while I’m concentrating. She gets me like that.
Doing one last pass through, I wipe her off. “All done. Want to look at it before I wrap it?”
“Obviously, since someone wouldn’t tell me what it is,” she says, her tone laced with playful sarcasm.
“You really think I would give you somethin’ that I didn’t know you would love?” I ask, already knowing her answer.
“No.”
I hold my hand out and help her off the table, making sure she doesn’t bump the fresh ink against anything. I walk her over to the full body mirror and angle her body so she can see the ravens on display .
“Holy shit,” she says in awe. “It’s gorgeous.”
I release a sigh of relief that I didn’t realize I was holding in. I knew she loved the ring I got her, but that didn’t stop me from second guessing if she would love ravens on her body. I’m glad I stuck with my gut.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” she says with a smile as she turns to face me. “I feel like now I have you permanently with me wherever I go.”
“I gave you my mark,” I say roughly as I grip her hips and bring her flush against me.
“I love it,” she murmurs, leaning in and nipping at my bottom lip.
I let out a low groan as she sucks the whole thing into her mouth, releasing it on a pop. “Are we makin’ gettin’ it on in my room a thing?”
“I mean, why not?” Sutton raises a shoulder innocently, but that twinkle in her eye says otherwise. My girl has a hankering for being bad. “I haven’t sucked your dick in here yet.”
Yeah.
My bad girl.
“By all means, darlin’,” I say, my gruff voice laced with desire as she sinks to her knees like the queen she is. Undoing my pants and sliding them down until they’re resting just below my ass, I take my cock out, giving it a little shake.
“Kick my pants over to me, will you?” she asks, looking up at me with her wide hazel eyes.
My brow lowers as I comply, sliding her pants over with a kick of my foot, wondering what she could possibly need her pants for when my dick isn’t in there.
Sutton picks them up, going for the back pocket and pulling out a packet of blue pop rocks.
“What?” she asks innocently, taking in my now even more confused expression, because where is she going with this? “Evan said it’s fun. ”
Sutton rips out the packet, pouring half of it into her mouth and immediately latching onto my dick without warning, the head bumping against the back of her throat as she hallowed her cheeks. The candy popping in her mouth jumps on and around my cock, tickling it in all the right places.
“What the fuck,” I groan, caught off guard, my hand going to the back of her head as I force myself deeper until she’s deep throating me.
My balls tighten as I watch blue spit drip from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. Her tongue swirls around my head, hitting my piercing every single time.
Fuck.
I’m not going to last.
“That’s it, bunny,” I grunt as she swallows, taking my cock even deeper.
I can feel the saliva pooling in her mouth, setting the pop rocks off even more. I can hear the crackling through her moans. The combination has my balls tingling, ready to blow.
“You going to swallow it all, or do I get to come all over my ass?”
Her hands grab my ass as her nails dig in, pressing me into her face and holding me in place, silently giving me her answer.
My head falls back as I groan her name, shooting my pop rocks filled load down her throat. She sucks and licks up every drop as I lazily pump in and out of her mouth with my softening cock.
“You did so good, bunny,” I praise as I smooth her hair down in the back. She releases me with a pop of her mouth.
Looking up at me, she smiles, her mouth completely blue. “We’re going to need to invest in more pop rocks because that was fun.”
A burst of laughter booms out of me. “We can do that.”
Damn, I hit the fucking jackpot with her .
SUTTON
FOUR MONTHS LATER
Much like the start of our relationship, Ink and I quickly fell into our own routine.
It didn’t take much convincing for me to move into his room at the clubhouse instead of finding my own apartment.
As much as I wanted my own place, I can’t imagine not going to sleep with him by my side every night.
Don’t get me wrong, as much as I love all the guys and the clubhouse, I still want privacy.
I just want that privacy to be ours. Evan actually suggested the idea that we build a house on her and the club’s property, since it’s all connected now.
At first, I immediately shut it down, not wanting to intrude on what she’s built, but the more Ink and I talked about it with her and Cain, it makes the most sense.
We might not all be blood, but we’re family.
A little fucked up at times, but still a family nonetheless.
And yes, I’m slowly swearing now. It’s still in the back of my mind that I shouldn’t be saying what I’m saying as it comes out, but there’s only so many times I can listen to Hash and Cyrus give me crap for it.
I’m still working as the receptionist for Black Raven Ink and those guys have become my family, too.
I don’t know what I would do without Gage and his speed racer and Tommy trying to convince me to get something else pierced on the daily.
It pisses Ink off to no end, but I think that’s their goal.
Whenever he gets too worked up, I sneak into his room in between clients and break into his pop rock stash. That usually calms the beast.
When I left Zach, I never thought my life would turn out the way it has.
I’ll forever be thankful for Gage giving me a chance because without him, I wouldn’t have gotten this job and I wouldn’t have met Ink, the man who saved me.
I know he’s my forever, and I’m enjoying taking our time getting there .
Not every devil is out to ruin your life. You just need to find the one who’s willing to kill for you. That’s the one worth living for.