Chapter Twenty- Eight
Avelina
Once upon a time, happily ever afters only came in the form of books.
Swashbuckling pirates, swooning princesses, magic libraries with dragons, and love that is so deep it sweeps the rug right from under a person.
Avelina Dalethorn used to believe nothing would ever live up to the fantasies she played in her head.
That she was stuck playing a part in someone else’s production, never the leading lady.
Then Callum, aka Cottonmouth, the slipperiest bastard in all the realm, snatched her right out of her boots.
Currently, he pressed against her in the common showers, tucked away from any prying eyes on a train they snuck onto.
His lips peppered her neck. She sighed happily, the clean scent of soap lingering all over her.
A steamy gush of water poured over her body.
There were so many bruises on her, she could be a painting.
The kind that they hung in museums to show an artist’s love of dark colors.
Callum kissed and tenderly touched each of them.
His way of an apology was to get her into a shower as soon as they ransacked enough trunks to come up with clean clothes.
Funny enough, there were so many cabins that were empty, they didn’t have to trick their way all the way to Eshorion.
He taught her once that confidence was the key to anything.
And so, when the attendants found them settling their stuff into the compartments, she confidently asked them where the showers were instead of trying to explain their dirty garments.
Everyone is filthy, the city was evacuated and people jumped on the chance to go somewhere else.
The attendant wasn’t fazed and happily got them to the showers. Even supplied some soap!
Which was how she ended up with her back to the warm, tiled wall of the community showers, fingers in Callum’s hair.
He had one of her thighs propped up on a shoulder.
He swore to keep groveling. She should have expected that he’d take that as a way to get his mouth on her.
His lips pressed to her folds tenderly before his tongue spread her open.
Her other hand clamped around her lips. The last thing she needed was for others to hear how good it felt to have Callum apologize.
His tongue curling around her clit with the expertise of a silver-tongued liar.
Her outlaw lapped at her hungrily. He devoured her exactly how she liked.
Knows me too well, the fucker. He wasn’t in a hurry either.
They had several days. She knew he’d spend most of that train ride working on earning that forgiveness.
She couldn’t wait. Head falling back, she groaned happily into her palm as he speared her open with his fingers.
He teased, played, soothed, then tormented her cunt with his tongue while driving his digits deeper.
The second he hit that sweet spot, sparks went off behind her eyes.
She choked on her own tongue as the relief washed over her.
Callum chuckled, pulling his mouth away from her curls but his fingers continued to fuck her. “That’s it, darlin, let me taste how much ya missed it.”
“Fuck you,” she laughed as her hand fell from her face.
Callum said nothing as he lapped up every drop.
Wringing all the bliss he could from her, he pressed his tongue deep into her with his fingers.
That familiar pressure of being stuffed full returned and she couldn’t help requesting it.
“I want you to fuck me with both again.”
He hummed against her cunt, fingers flexing against her sweet spot.
Callum thrust his tongue in sloppily. Those fingers stretched and spread but always came back to press into her soft walls.
Her outlaw happily drove her up another cliff of desire and tossed her off.
Another wash of pleasure flooded her belly, and she felt warmth dribble out of her that wasn’t from the shower head.
Her eyes were nearly rolled back in her head.
Only then did he remove his tongue from her and speak.
Smug as ever, licking his chops, he grinned up at her.
“Oh yeah? And what book did that come from.”
“None,” she wheezed.
“Now,” he growled hungrily, crawling up her body.
Her thigh fell off his shoulder only to be scooped up his arms. He pinned her to that wall, eliciting a grunt from her.
Giddy excitement buzzed through her veins again as she felt two heavy cocks pressing to her entrance.
“Are ya sayin’ I’ve exceeded even yer dirtiest fantasies? ”
“I’m just saying that I’ve never read where the hero had two cocks,” she spat, trying to cover up the burning blush claiming her face.
“Admit it, darlin,” he purred against her lips. The tangy flavor of her release all over his tongue as he kissed her feverishly. She moaned into his mouth before he pulled back. “Outlaws do it better.”
“I thought you were apologizing for being a dirty, rotten bastard?” she scoffed.
“Not in the slightest. I was apologizin’ for doin’ ya wrong.
Never for who I am…cause ya like that I’m a dirty, rotten bastard.
In fact, it’s one of my redeemin’ qualities, ain’t it?
” His smug mouth couldn’t curl higher on his sharp face.
And she loved it. Loved how he knew that he’d struck gold.
Loved how he thrust in her, not being gentle because she wanted the thrill of being fucked senseless against that wall.
Most of all she loved him, just as he was.
His mouth claimed hers. Hips pistoning himself into her, deeper and deeper and deeper till both of his cocks were seated all the way to the hilt in her.
Her fingernails carved trenches into his skin as he fucked her like she belonged to him.
She did. Just like he belonged to her. He was her rogue, her Cottonmouth, her dirty, rotten bastard.
“Tell me you love me,” she moaned into his mouth.
He snickered, nuzzling his face against hers. “I love ya, darlin. Love ya more than anything.”
“Much better,” she giggled. “You’re getting closer to forgiveness.”
“Ya little shit.” His eyes burned with desire and delight. “I’mma get ya to forgive me, little viper. Just you wait.”
She put a finger on his mouth and shushed him. “Less talking, more earning, please.”
“Ooooh, yer gonna pay for that one,” Callum growled playfully. He slammed her into the wall, but all it did was thrust his cocks into her sweet spot. She saw stars as he fucked her with merciless abandon. Just like she liked it.
She was an outlaw, after all…time she started living like one.