Epilogue
AIDEN
Two years later…
My life was fucking perfect. I had the love of a beautiful artist and a pretty boy who liked sucking dick more than breathing. And said pretty boy was being a real pain in my ass today.
“Stop moving,” I told Sonny, pressing my hand down on his thigh to keep him from squirming on the InkBed. “You’re going to end up with a janky-ass tattoo. I can’t have my husband walking around Devil’s Creek displaying mediocre art on his sexy body.”
We owned a successful tattoo studio in Beacon Bay called Trinity Ink. The trinity knot represented the power of three, so our girl came up with the name to represent all three of us.
“It fucking hurts,” Sonny shot back.
“Stop being a baby.” I set down the ink pen and smirked. “My cock in your ass hurts more than a little tattoo.”
He slid closer to me and grinned. “Your cock in my ass would make this feel better.”
I moved the chair between his legs and rested my hands on his knees. “Yeah? But I’m working. I can’t have any distractions.”
Sometimes, I pinched myself to make sure this was all real. Especially when I looked at the adorable baby boy who thought it was funny when he stole his daddy’s charcoal pencils. Oliver Cormac-Wellington had blond hair and blue eyes like his parents. We decided not to get a paternity test because it didn’t matter which of us fathered him. Any child Ella had would be ours.
“I could use a distraction,” Sonny crooned. “Make me come… and then you can ink every inch of my skin.”
I could always tell when he was tempting me with sex to take his mind off something else. Even the tattoo was another way for him to occupy his body and mind. But it wasn’t working, not with all his complaining about the pain. Did he think it was going to be a love tap?
“You’re nervous about taking over for your dad,” I guessed. “Am I right?”
He nodded.
“That’s why you’ve been fidgeting all day.”
Another nod.
Sonny was voted in by the board of directors at Mac Corp as the new CEO. It took some time for his dad to accept him and our relationship. Well, that was our son’s doing. Once Conrad laid eyes on Oliver, he stopped judging us. He lowered his walls and finally let all of us into his life.
I raised Sonny’s hand to my mouth, and he shivered when I kissed his soft skin. My man had hands more delicate than our wife. Sonny was such a priss, and I loved that about him. We were opposites, but it worked.
The door opened, and Ella popped her head inside. “Oh, are you done already?”
I shook my head. “No, your husband is a giant baby and afraid of needles.”
“Bullshit,” Sonny said. “I’m not afraid.”
Ella entered the room and closed the door behind her. “Good art requires some pain.” She stopped at the table’s edge and slipped her fingers between his. “I’ll tell you what… if you let Aiden finish your tattoo, I’ll give you a reward right now.”
“Oh, yeah?” Sonny hopped off the InkBed and moved Ella into his place. He spread her legs and got on his knees, kissing his way under her skirt. I pushed it up so I could watch his tongue plunge inside her through a pair of lacy black panties.
“Sonny,” she whimpered, tugging at the ends of his hair. “Mmm… Don’t tease me.”
At the apex of her thighs, Ella had Property of Aiden Wellington on the right side and Property of Sonny Cormac on the left written in script. They were the first tattoos I did after Ella taught me how to work with a tattoo machine. The ink pen wasn’t much different from a pencil once I got the hang of it.
Sonny stripped off Ella’s panties and tossed her legs over his shoulders. I stood behind him, weaving my fingers through his hair as he licked her straight down the middle. Ella looked at me, back arched and clutching the edge of the chair. She was so beautiful, lips parted and begging for more.
The shop was busy today, so when she moaned, I darted to her side and covered her hand with my mouth. She screamed against my skin when he sucked on my clit, his lips glistening with her juices.
“You’re so hot, baby.” I dipped my head down and nibbled on her earlobe. “Cum is dripping down your thighs and onto the chair.” I slowly explored her body, leaving kisses down her neck and beneath her shirt. As Sonny licked between her folds, I rubbed her clit, feeling her wetness. “Who did this to you, Cinders?” I sucked on her neck and lowered my hand from her mouth. “Hmmm?”
“Oh, God,” she moaned. “You and Sonny did.” She rocked her hips into Sonny’s mouth. “I’m coming…”
Sex with Ella was always messy. Our girl could soak through a snowsuit with how wet she got for us. And we loved it. She humped Sonny’s pretty face like a greedy little brat, coming so hard I had to cover her mouth again to stifle her screams.
The proof of her orgasm was all over Sonny’s mouth and cheeks. Even a few drops landed on his forehead. I bent down and licked Ella’s cum from his skin, savoring every second. Desperate for more, I kissed Sonny and tasted Ella on his tongue, which only made me kiss him harder.
We rose from the floor, our lips melded. I pushed him onto my chair and straddled his lap, dry-humping my husband like a horny teenager.
“Fuck me,” he said as our lips separated.
I looked at Ella. “Baby, flatten the InkBed.”
“We’re working,” she said, cheeks flushed. “People will hear us. The walls are paper thin in here.”
“I can be quiet,” Sonny said with a wink.
“Me, too.”
I bent him over the chair as Ella lowered it vertically. She made room for him between her thighs, and once they were joined, I lubed up his hole and pushed my cock inside. I loved fucking them this way.
I glided my hand over his smooth ass and pumped into him, doing my best to mute the groans escaping my throat. Sonny bit his lip and put his hand over Ella’s mouth.
Our girl was a screamer.
Knowing we had customers and other artists on the other side of the wall, I didn’t last long. I raced to the finish line, shooting my cum into Sonny’s tight ass. Seconds later, he came inside Ella, the two of them kissing and moaning into each other’s mouths.
Afterward, we quickly dressed and cleaned up the room. This was our place of business, after all. We couldn’t have people leaving Google reviews about the owners fucking loudly while they were getting inked.
“I better get back to work,” Ella said as she straightened her skirt. She leaned forward, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed my lips. “I love you.”
I gave her a quick peck. “Love you more.”
“Make sure my husband doesn’t pussy out.” She laughed, her eyes flicking to Sonny. “Let Aiden finish your tattoo, or no more sex for the next week.”
“What the fuck?” Sonny scoffed, yanking on his silk tie. “He gets an I love you, and I get no sex?”
I lifted his hand to show Ella my work so far. “It’s almost done.” She held out her hand with the same wedding band to match mine. “Not much more to go.”
Sonny frowned. “Finger tattoos hurt like hell.”
She stuck out her tongue. “Big baby. You sound like Ollie when he doesn’t get his way.”
Instead of wedding bands, we wanted to symbolize our love with something more permanent. The tattoo was shaped like a band, with the trinity knot interlinked and repeating to form one solid design.
Ella kissed Sonny and said, “Love you, hubby. Let my other hubby finish your ring, or I will not be happy.”
He slapped her ass and smirked. “Love you, El.”
After Ella left the room, I returned the chair to the proper position and resumed working on Sonny’s tattoo. He cringed every time I hit a particular spot over the bone, but he didn’t pull away or complain. Thirty minutes later, I completed the tattoo, happy with my work. Our love was officially inked on our bodies for eternity. On my first day at Astor Prep, I met the loves of my life. Back then, I didn’t believe in happily ever afters or fairy tales. I never thought I would get the chance to experience a life like this one.
“So, what do you think?”
Sonny studied his finger momentarily, and then his eyes locked on me. “It’s perfect. I wouldn’t expect anything less from you, Sunshine.”