Chapter 10 #2
With Winnie tucked into my side, we spend the night partying with my brothers.
The family I found and chose. I watch with proud eyes as my girl is accepted and chats and dances amongst the wives and girlfriends.
Over the past few years we’ve been here, I've watched her come out of her shell and become a beautiful woman who owns who she is.
Win is fiercely independent, loving, and loyal.
All the things that make her the perfect girl for a Rebel of the Undead.
I dance with her. I make sure she is never too far out of my reach.
When her eyes are a little glossy, and her skin is pink everywhere from laughing and dancing, only then do I finally take her hand and lead her out of here.
“Where are we going?” she asks, trying to whisper, but she’s a little tipsy, so her words come out louder than intended. I can’t help but smile down at her and how adorable she is.
“I have a surprise for you.” I waggle my eyebrows, and she giggles, clutching my arm tighter.
We make it to where my old prospect room was, and I guide her past it, watching her eyes widen and then furrow. “I think you missed your door.”
I laugh this time and bury my face in her neck before kissing the damp skin there. “It's part of the surprise, Daisy.”
Ushering her farther down the hall, we turn to a more private corner where my new, upgraded, spacious room is. I take the key from my pocket and unlock the door, before sweeping Winnie off her feet and bringing her inside.
“Oh my god, Finn!” She squeals and twists out of my arms. I’m grinning when I set her back on her feet and help her out of her heels before she takes off around the room. “It’s huge!”
“Definitely an upgrade,” I agree with her. Winnie runs to the bathroom, and I hear her gasp and happy shriek.
“There’s a bathtub!”
My heart expands in my chest while she wanders around, taking in the bigger closet; now we both have room to have a whole row to ourselves.
Her hand runs over the new bed; I ordered us a queen-size that fits the room perfectly, and when she looks at the dresser with the brand-new television anchored above it, her eyes water.
“We can watch our shows in bed together now!”
A laugh escapes me, and I reach for her. Winnie moves willingly into my arms. “We’ll have our own place someday, but I did some extra work in here and got it approved by Prez, so it felt more comfortable for you.”
“It's perfect.” She rises and brushes her lips against mine. “I love you.”
My hands cradle her face. “I love you too, Win. Thank you for believing in me.”
“You’re an amazing man, Finn. I wish you didn’t doubt yourself. I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you.”
Fuck, this girl could bring me to my knees. I slide my hands over her bare shoulders and down to her waist. “I’m glad you think that. I have something for you.”
Her brown eyes widen, and I see a flicker of excitement in them. Reaching into my pocket, I pull out her new key, the one I had made specially for her and attached to a daisy key chain.
“Finn,” she says my name, her voice breathy, and it hits me again about how excited I am to have this moment with her.
My hand opens, showing her the specialized key. “I had this made for you. I want you to feel as at home here as I do, and you can come and go as you please.”
Her eyes shutter, her gaze going from mine to the key in my hand. For a second, her smile drops, and panic pierces my heart in response. Then her hand reaches out, softly taking the key from me. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I see her fiddling with the daisy key chain.
“Thank you, Finn.” Her gaze meets mine again, and I swear I see her eyes shimmer, but then she smiles again and loops her arms around my waist, holding me.
She seems okay, but something niggles in my chest that this gesture wasn’t what she was expecting.
I can’t tell if I actually made her happy or not.
“You’re my entire life, Winnie. We have lots to look forward to in the future.
This is just another step on that journey,” I tell her against her hair and feel her body instantly relax more into my hold.
A desperation I only get when it comes to this girl creeps in, and my hands start roaming all over her body, determined to keep her as close to me as possible.
“As much as I love this dress on you, it needs to come off.”
Winnie pulls back just enough in my hold that there’s space so I can hold her gaze.
I want to watch her eyes widen, watch as the caramel brown turns deep and molten, before her gaze becomes heavy.
Sensing the direction of my thoughts, Win turns in my hold, presenting me with her back before sweeping her hair off to the side and over her shoulder.
Taking her silent command, my fingers reach for the zipper at her back and pull it down.
The vibrant fabric falls to the sides, exposing her bare, silky skin.
The air in the room changes, the spark between us igniting into something that feels more feral and desperate.
My hands move over her roughly until she’s completely bare to me, her own working just as fast, and when we’re skin to skin, she falls to the bed.
My body lands on top of hers. It takes all my brain power to concentrate, to slow this down so I can show her exactly how much I worship her.
My fingers skim her shoulder, feeling her smooth skin.
Her big eyes widen, and her lips part. Leaning in, I press my mouth to her collarbone, flicking my tongue to taste her.
She tastes so sweet with a hint of saltiness after hours of dancing, and something that has always been exclusively Win.
It’s fucking intoxicating, and I’m addicted to it, to her.
My hand moves lower, down the curve of her side, before skimming over the dip of her waist. Winnie’s legs shift restlessly under mine.
“Finn, hurry,” she moans, her hands sliding up my back and letting her little nails bite into the skin.
My lips turn up in a smirk, and I press another kiss to her chest, right above her fluttering heartbeat. “Do you need me buried deep inside you, Daisy?”
She arches her back, pressing us together, and I can feel the heat radiating off her body. “Yes. I need your cock, Finn. Make me feel good.”
I shake my head lightly, fighting for control against her dirty as fuck words. “God, I love you,” I tell her while nipping my teeth against the flesh of her breasts.
She gasps lightly. “Then fuck me.”
This time, a chuckle escapes my lips before pulling her tight nipple between my lips and sucking hard. Winnie cries out, and her legs open wider. I can feel her bare pussy rub against my dick, soaking it. I let her nipple pop out of my mouth. “You’re soaked for me already.”
She nods her head frantically and shifts her hips again so I can feel exactly what I’m doing to her. “Yes.”
Nodding my head in approval, I keep my hips still, bearing down on her, letting her rub herself all over my hardness, before giving her other nipple the same treatment. Winnie’s head tilts back, and her hands come up to tangle in my hair. “Finn.”
I let go of her tits, giving them one more squeeze in my palms before pulling away from her. “Don’t worry, Daisy. I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
I shift farther down, my lips and tongue trailing down her chest, her stomach, and over the top of her pussy before burying my tongue directly into her little hole. She’s tight, slick, and her inner muscles flutter around my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Winnie pants loudly, one of her hands pushing against the headboard while the other tangles in my hair. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I eat her like she’s a delicacy. Like I’m starving, and she’s the only food I’ve had in weeks.
Like she’s my last meal on this earth, and I’ll die tomorrow with her taste exploding on my tongue.
Her thighs tremble in my grasp, her lower belly tightening, and I know she’s close.
I lick up her slit before pressing my tongue to her throbbing clit, and bite lightly with my teeth.
“Finn!” She cries my name into the room when she comes, drenching my mouth and chin with her sweet flavor. I slide my fingers inside her pussy, letting her walls grip them, prolonging her release.
Her whole body shudders, and a bright pink flush rises on her chest and her cheeks.
She looks gorgeous, flushed, sweaty, and mine.
The need to be inside her, to feel her come undone around me while I claim her, rides me hard.
With a growl that starts deep in my chest, my hands grip her sides, and I flip her onto her stomach, gripping the fleshy parts of her hips to pull her perfect ass back to rest against my thighs.
I hold there for a second, savoring the way her body pants with desire, and her eyes meet mine over her shoulder, the anticipation flowing through our connection.
Without letting go of her stare, I pull her back and slide inside her to the hilt.
“You feel so good,” she breathes out, her voice trembling and soft.
“You’re fucking perfect,” I tell her, my hand connecting hard on the globe of her ass.
She cries out, drenching my cock more, and I soothe the sting away with my palm before doing it again.
Winnie grinds back into me again, her inner muscles clutching me tighter and making my body shudder.
My palm smooths over the red mark again, and she practically whines. “Fuck, Win. You like that?”
Her eyes turn away from mine like she’s embarrassed, and I can’t have that. One of my hands wraps around her throat as I pull her back to me. She’s forced to look at me now. “Don’t shy away from me. I want to make you feel good. Did you like it when I slapped that beautiful ass?”
Winnie’s tongue pokes out and runs along her lips. “Yes.”
I grow harder and thicker inside her from that admission. My fingers brush over her cheek and cross her jaw. My grip on her neck tightens, and she whimpers my name.
“Yeah, you do, Daisy. Because you’re mine. You take everything I give you, and you love it. Eyes on me,” I growl, my hips rolling deeper, trying to reach as far inside her as I can.
From this angle, I push inside her quickly, and she grips me like she wants to keep me inside of her forever.
Her hand curves around my wrist, and her other grips my side while I keep thrusting into her, losing myself in her, and never once does she take her eyes off me.
I watch as they darken, flickers of fire and love burning right back at me.
Her body trembles in my hold, her breathing turns shallow and uneven when I move my hand from her hip, my fingers coming up to toy with her nipples before moving down her belly to her clit.
I touch her, knowing exactly how to bring her to another orgasm, but I’m not done with her yet.
My cock slides into her more slowly, deliberately keeping her on the edge, pulling every soft, sweet sound from her lips that I can.
Every inch of her is mine, and I want her to feel it deep inside, despite what anyone else says to her or assumes.
I’ll never let her leave or let anyone ruin what is between us.
That same desperate, frightened feeling rises in my chest again, and I press my lips to the back of her neck, pulling the skin between my teeth and making her feel just how much I need her.
“Ahh, Finn,” she moans in a shaky gasp, her body arching into mine, begging for more.
I thrust into her hard and roll her clit between my fingers, using pressure from my thumb until she’s shaking, clenching around me, and coming on my cock.
“That’s it,” I praise her, her muscles tightening as her orgasm rips through her.
She lets out another broken cry, and my eyes drop to her plump lips, now red and swollen from her teeth biting them.
Winnie’s body relaxes in my grip, and she catches her breath against me.
My hand glides from her neck and through her hair, bringing her mouth to mine.
Her lips part instantly for my tongue, and I slide it inside right as I tilt my hips, pushing up into her again.
Win’s eyes fly open, her gaze hazy and unfocused, but there’s enough realization to know I’m not done with her yet.
Slowly, I feast on her mouth, my fingers tangled in her golden locks, while my cock moves in and out of her.
“Finn,” she breathes against my lips. “I love you.”
“Not as much as I love you, Winnie,” I respond, before releasing her body and pressing her flat into the mattress, my hand firm on her back as I fuck her hard.
My body has a mind of its own as I fill her over and over; the sound of my skin slapping against hers echoes in the room and brings a rush of satisfaction through my veins.
“Your pussy was made for me. I can't get enough of being inside of you. Only you, Win.”
Her breath catches, and another broken cry of pleasure escapes her lips.
My body tenses, my heart pounding in my chest as I come harder than I ever have before.
My cock stays buried inside her, letting her perfect pussy draw all the cum from my body until I’m spent.
We’re both breathing hard when I pull out slowly and roll onto my side.
I automatically reach for her, pulling her to me and resting her body over mine.
“That was intense,” she whispers, her fingers trailing over my chest.
“Every time with you is intense. Perfect. Exactly what I need,” I confess, my voice raw and deep. She presses her lips to the skin over my heart, and I lock my arms around her, holding her tight.
“Promise me it will never change.”
I lift my head to look at her, forcing her gaze to mine so she can see how deadly fucking serious I have always been about her. “I promise, Win. You’re mine forever.”