23. Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Evie
B rixon’s words from yesterday echo in my mind like a soft whisper: “We finally have it all, and no one can ever take it from us.” They pull me from a deep sleep.
I carefully unwrap myself from Brix and slip out of bed, grabbing my phone as I head to the bathroom. When I glance at the time, I see it’s three a.m. and can’t help but roll my eyes.
Unfortunately, my insomnia has been in overdrive lately, and once I wake up in the middle of the night, there’s no going back to sleep.
I slip on a pair of joggers and a long-sleeved t-shirt before tiptoeing out of our room, shutting the door behind me. I take the time to carefully turn the knob gently, both open, and closed, being as quiet as possible.
My stomach grumbles as I descend the staircase. I decide to turn towards the kitchen instead of heading straight outside.
This house is insane, seven bedrooms, and eight bathrooms. Why would anyone ever need a house this big?
Brix said it’s great when you have a party and the guys stay over. They have their own rooms here for that purpose.
The fridge is full of fruit, yogurt, stuff to make breakfast, and all kinds of options. I decide on the mangled pecan pie I never got to try last night and a bottle of water.
I grab a fork, finally finding the silverware drawer next to the sink. I go to eat on the rear balcony style porch, next to the pool, overlooking the ocean.
Getting comfy on the grey cushions of the U-shaped couch, I sit my box of pie next to me.
The salty air fills my nose and lungs as the breeze comes off the ocean. I watch the waves crash on the beach in the dim light of the moon.
The half-moon shines bright casting a light blue hue making it seem less like night and more like dusk. I’ve noticed it never gets completely dark when you are this close to the water.
The thoughts come of what an advantage that would be when this all goes down. If we could see who the shooter is.
I sigh as I open my pie, then smirk, thinking about how I threw myself on Brix, kissing and hugging him after his proposal. I dip my fork into what looks like a pan of slop, knowing it is anything but.
I would say this dish was prepared with love of the purest kind mixed with a hint of lust, as I take the first bite, moaning at the flavor. For some reason I can’t get the image of Noah and Lily banging in the kitchen out of my head.
Fuck, is it possible that I am getting the images Noah was thinking about while making the pie as I eat it? Or was that just one of the hottest things I have ever seen, and I know Noah made the pie?
Hmm… Food for thought.
The crust is heavenly and the creaminess of the filling, mixed with the earthy taste of the pecans has my tastebuds doing a happy dance.
I eat half the pie, just enjoying the peace of this moment. The serenity I feel with the soft salty breeze in the cool air, the sound of the waves crashing. I get a similar feeling in the bayou.
At peace.
I understand why Brix says it’s his sanctuary. It’s absolutely magnificent with the sounds, smells, and beauty of the ocean.
I lay back on the couch holding up my left hand to admire the beautiful ring on my finger still sparkling in the dim moonlight.
There is only one way to describe what it symbolizes.
Our love.
The love that withstood ten years of not even knowing the other existed. A love so pure that the first witch, who has watched for hundreds of years as her blood paid the price for her mistakes, believes we can break a curse that killed hundreds of my ancestors.
How did my life become so complicated so quickly. It was easy before Brixon came back like a fucking wrecking ball. My purpose was to just take out the bad guys. Saints and witches alike.
What am I supposed to do now?
I think about our lives before and how simple it was for us. We knew what we wanted even back then. We were just kids when I fell in love with Brixon Blaze. The love I felt then could only be described as a fraction to what I feel now. I won’t lose him again.
Jinx jumps onto the plush couch straight into my lap, “Fuck!” I squeal as my cat startles me, coming out of nowhere.
“What the fuck Jinx, are you trying to give me a fucking heart attack?” I whisper-shout.
Of course he doesn’t answer. He just sits on my lap staring up at me like I’m an idiot, like he always does.
Sorry, Jinxy. I know you’re just doing what you do,” I say, speaking to my cat as if he understands every word. “I even had to text one of the neighbors to feed you. I’m really glad you’re here, buddy.”
I swear he rolls his eyes at me at one point.
I still have no clue how this cat gets to me no matter how far I travel. Not that I really ever go anywhere.
I hear the back door close and turn to see Brix in all of his naked glory with a blanket draped over his shoulders, as he steps out onto the balcony. Fuck he looks delicious. I could watch him like this for eternity, and even then, it wouldn’t feel like enough. Every moment is a treasure I will take with me.
I watch Jinx jump down going into a full sprint towards the side of the house after bypassing Brixon.
“You okay baby? How did Jinx get out of the house?” he asks as he plops onto the couch next to me.
“I couldn’t sleep. You brought him?” I ask as I lick my lips, still tasting the delectable pie as I allow my eyes to trail down to his thick cock and back up to his mouth. I take my time, admiring my hot fiancé as I bite my bottom lip.
“Looks like you were hungry too,” he says with a smirk, glancing at my half-eaten pie. “Yeah, I put Jinx in a little pet cage, and he rode here with Liam and Em. She figured you’d want to head back early if I didn’t bring your little shadow along.” he explains with a smirk, looking at my half eaten jacked up pie.
“What if I still am?” I ask with a smirk of my own, watching intently as he sucks in a sharp breath when I move the pie box to my other side and turn back to him, grabbing his already growing erection.
I release my grip and start to lightly stroke his dick, trailing my fingers down to his balls, and back up, barely touching him.
His breath quickens beneath my touch. He is rock hard, at my mercy, and I am loving every second of it.
I start to grip him again. Before I know it, I’m on my back with Brixon pinning my hands above my head. Pushing his erection against my joggers, teasing my already throbbing pussy.
“I want to fuck my fiancé under the moonlight again.” He growls into my ear playfully before nipping my lobe before he trails kisses up and down my neck.
Brix releases my arms and sits up quickly removing my joggers and panties, taking the time to push the elastic bands over the back of my heels. I sit up just enough to remove my long-sleeved T-shirt, tossing it behind me.
His hands are back on me quickly, pulling my hips towards him and lifting, as he positions the tip of his cock at my entrance.
His free hand glides up my torso, between my peaked nipples, to my neck. He wraps his hand around my throat, almost like a necklace. He doesn’t squeeze, just applies enough pressure to hold me there.
I’m angled so that we both can watch my pussy swallow his length, ever so slowly, inch by delicious inch.
Look at your needy perfect cunt Evie, weeping for me and only me. Tell me it’s mine. Tell me it’s only mine.
Pushing through any lasting resistance from me, he settles, while I acclimate to his size. I inhale deeply, cherishing this moment, knowing that at any time, it could be our last.
He waits. Unmoving. Just waits. I know he’s waiting to hear the words that will undo him, but I needed this moment. I needed this moment etched in my soul. Then I give him what he wants.
“It’s yours. It’s always been yours Brixon.” I pant out the words breathlessly.
I watch him lose the last bit of control he has as he slams back and forth into me once again, becoming unhinged at my confession.
I lose all thought of the past and the future, fully lost in the feeling of him as our bodies collide, over and over again, greedily wanting more from each other.
I feel every fucking perfect inch of this amazing man, who wants me above all others.
Brixon almost growls as he releases my hip, coming down on top of me as he fucks me hard and slow, rolling his hips with each powerful thrust.
“Fuck, Brix. Oh my God!” I moan, not caring if anyone hears me.
“That’s right my little witch, I am your God now!” Brixon continues to pick up his pace as he thrusts harder moaning. He gets balls deep again, rolling his hips, then pulling out quickly. He repeats his meticulous motions over and over while I move my hips to meet his, starting to climb the high.
“Fuck me!” I almost yell, as my core starts to tighten.
Brix hits my clit teasing it repeatedly. He moves quicker, repositioning my leg, making his dick hit my clit relentlessly, sending shockwaves of pleasure as I meet his hips, still craving more.
I feel his cock stretch me more, sending my orgasm into overdrive, as I leap from the cliff and let him take me to new heights.
My pussy continues to clench his cock without relenting as my body trembles with pure ecstasy.
“Brix!” I cry out, but what I thought would be a scream of pleasure, gets masked to barely a whisper. I realize he is gripping my throat, cutting off my air, sending me back up the fucking cliff again.
“Your tight little pussy is fucking soaked. I want to see you cum all over my cock, Evie.” Brix voice, barely a hum in my ears as he tightens his grip around my throat.
The tension in my abdomen is already coiled to explode and then I see stars as the release hits me, overwhelming all of my senses.
He fucks me faster, chasing his own release, while dragging out every intense spasm of mine. I feel lightheaded as my pussy clenches again, as if answering his command. The lack of oxygen and my entire body clenching makes me jump off that cliff too quickly again without the rewarding release I expect.
It’s as if I’m suspended midair before Brix releases my throat allowing me to suck in a stinging, salty breath as my body takes flight. My legs shake as he fucks me deeper and deeper making the orgasm rip through my body on repeat.
Brixon swallows my moans as he crashes his lips to mine. His movements slow into tiny little pistons so deep in my pussy that I feel every pulsating jerk his cock makes against my tightened walls as he comes undone with me.
I don’t have the energy to do anything but take it. We swallow each other’s moans, and I allow my body to enjoy each little ripple of pleasure he continues to give me.
He stills, gripping my hips tightly, holding them down, stopping my thrusts, allowing himself to come back to reality.
He breaks our kiss, allowing us both to take a breath.
Heavy breathing takes over the silence mixed with the sound of crashing waves.
Brixon takes me into his arms when I refuse to move over, laying me on his still heaving chest. His heart is thumping hard against my ear as mine slowly starts to come back down to a normal level.
“So how do you like Florida so far?” Brixon asks with a slight chuckle as he runs his fingers softly up and down my bare back.
“It’s a nice escape.” I reply honestly.
“Do you think this is a place you could see yourself spending time in the future?”
“Yeah, but not permanently. New Orleans is our home.” I lift my head to make sure he knows I’m serious, but he cups the back of my head quickly pushing it back down on his chest.
“I know, Eves. NOLA will always be our home. This will just be our getaway—a place for long vacations or fun weekends together when we need a break from the everyday, mundane routine.” He reassures me that we’re on the same page about where home truly is, and I feel myself relax once more.
I lay here naked on top of the love of my life, once again feeling completely sated since I said yes.
I shiver as a chill runs through my body, feeling every bit of the cool breeze coming off of the ocean.
“Come on, let’s talk in the hot tub, and get warmed back up before we go in.”
“Okay, but you are gonna have to carry me at this point.” I harrumph attempting to move and fail miserably.
“I’ve got you baby; I’ll always have you.” Brix replies as he sets us both up. I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing it softly as I inhale him.
He moves to stand, cupping my ass. It’s all I can do to wrap my legs around his waist like a child.
My legs start to quiver again, showing him just how well he thoroughly fucked me as he steps us into the hot bubbly water of the jacuzzi.
The water stings my cool bare skin as we sink in. He moves my left leg around his body sitting me on his lap as he takes a corner bucket seat.
I haven’t let go of his neck and don’t plan to. He is definitely going to have to carry me to bed and pry me off of him at this point.
“I love you, Genevieve Hope LaBlanc.”
“Soon to be Mrs. Genevieve Hope Blaze, thank you! I love you Brixon Roman Blaze.” I smirk, loving the sound of what my name will sound like after we are married.
“You loved it back when we were kids too. I honestly think that’s why you chose me out of all the boys you could have had.” He chuckles softly.
“You did have the coolest name out of anyone. Plus, none of the other boys ever looked at me the way you did.” I can’t help but grin remembering how jealous he was even in elementary school.
“Are you warm yet?” he asks sweetly, kissing my temple just as my eyes close.
“Yup.” I yawn in his ear.
“Okay baby, I got you. Hold on my perfect little witch.”
“Brixon.”
“Yeah baby?”
“Don’t forget my pie.”
I feel Brixon’s chest rumble slightly as he chuckles at me, “I’ll come back for it.”