by K. T Fisher
He follows me into my room. I can feel his gaze burning into me from behind. I have to bite onto my bottom lip to keep me from groaning. We enter the basic room and I place my bag on the side. I didn't have time to pick out a fancy hotel before I got here. I just went for a great deal, clicked book and hoped for the best. I hated bringing all the luggage here before we could follow Angel to the hospital; luckily it’s close to the station, so it was a case of checking in, dumping all our bags and grabbing a taxi. This is the first time I've been back.
"I'm glad that Eve is OK." I say, checking my phone for any messages.
I hear a grunt from behind me and see Ink sitting on the edge of the bed. "We just need to get her back to Severed. Until then she isn't safe, and neither is her daughter."
I gasp. "You really think he would go after a baby?" I’d thought Cowboy staying with Elizabeth was just to reassure Eve, not because there was a real threat.
Ink nods, a huge scowl on his face. It's obvious how much he cares for Eve. I wish I had loyal friends like that. "Satan isn't satisfied with just hurting women, he wouldn't think twice about hurting a child if it meant getting his end result. He's a sick fuck, Elle."
I sigh long and hard, worried for my friend and her sweet little daughter. Just the thought of that man getting his hands on either of them makes my blood boil.
To take my mind off things for a while, Ink decides to order room service. I could say I’m shocked when a whole load of food gets delivered but to be honest I’m not. A man built like Ink obviously has a healthy appetite; I hope it’s not just for food!
While we're eating talk turns to my travels and why I love them so much. Not only is it a part of my job, but I just love the life, although I’m getting a little tired of moving from place to place. Meeting Eve makes me wish I had this group of friends for myself. I miss the sense of family, having a place where I belong. I've never really had that. I tell Ink that my next stops are going to be Newcastle and Edinburgh. I've heard good things about them, especially whilst I was in London. I see a spark of interest in Ink's eyes as I talk about going there and what I plan to do whilst I'm there. "Have you travelled far before?" I ask him.
"No, coming here is the first place I've ever flown to. Never been on a plane, never had the need to. I love my home and my club, but hearing you talk about traveling and how excited you are about it when you get there, I dunno. It makes me wish I was coming."
I tilt my head to the side, looking him over. "Why don't you?"
He looks shocked, to be honest, so am I. "You want me to come with you?"
I swallow hard. "Why not? I'm going back to Australia when I'm done there."
He looks thoughtful for a minute and I think he's going to turn me down. "Alright; as long as Angel agrees you're on. Eve's safe, Angel already has their tickets booked. Sure, I'll come."
My heart literally misses a beat. Shit, he shouldn’t be affecting me like this already!
"Besides." He adds. "A gorgeous woman like you shouldn't be all alone. You need someone to look after you."
His eyes burn into mine. Oh yeah, I have something he needs to look after right now. Ink licks his lips as he stands. He slowly walks to stand right in front of me as I’m sitting on the edge of the bed. "We can have some fun on this little visit, Elle."
I let my eyes travel all the way up his body, from his high leather boots to his sexy fucking face. On my way up I notice there's a healthy sized bulge hiding in his jeans. I get the feeling I'm going to get to get a good look at what’s causing that bulge. "What sort of fun?" I tease.
I see his jaw tense as he reaches forward to grab hold of my hand. He yanks me up, I crash into his hard chest. I don't even have time to think before his lips are all over mine, claiming me. My lips surrender to his and we kiss, my hands start to reach up to his neck, but his hands wrap around both of mine, grasping them and forcing them behind my back. I gasp into his mouth and Ink growls in return. "Undress," He commands. He lets me go and I stare at him as he backs away, watching me. He takes off his leather jacket, placing it over a chair in the corner. He never takes his eyes off me. His black t-shirt is short sleeved, revealing swirling tattoos covering his arms. They are kind of hypnotic as I stare at them. "What's the matter, Elle?" Ink asks in his deep voice.
"Nothing," I squeak.
He crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Then undress for me babe."
I slowly unbutton my jeans, bending over at the waist as I drag them down to my ankles, ripping them off and revealing my skimpy black lace panties. His eyes burn into me as I straighten myself. I reach for the hem of my plain shirt, pulling it over my head. As my hair falls back into place I hear a groan from Ink. Pure female satisfaction fills me as I watch him take in my elegant lingerie. I love my matching sets; I don't feel properly dressed without them.
"Fuck, Elle." He growls, taking a step closer to me. I reach my fingers into the top of my panties, about to pull them down and bare myself for the man in front of me, but Ink stops me. "No, let me do that." He pushes me down to sit on the bed, telling me to scoot back, so I'm sitting right at the far end, next to the pillows.
Ink begins to undress by the end of the bed, eyes burning into mine as he removes his boots. He rips off his belt and yanks down his jeans before pulling his shirt off over his head. Oh my. Ink, shirtless! Damn! I feel my panties begin to dampen as my arousal increases. Not only are his arms covered in tattoos, but so is his chest. Fuck, Ink is so fucking sexy. I see the bulge barely hidden in his black boxers, licking my lips in anticipation. Seeing this Ink lowers them, quickly moving up onto the bed. He kneels in front of me, my eyes greedily taking him in. He has a nipple ring, I’m eager to take it in my mouth and pull on it, but first my eyes want to take him all in while he's this close. My eyes stop on his impressive package. Fuck, Ink is huge. I've been with a few men but none of them compared to Ink in size. Is that even going to fit inside me? I mean Jesus, Ink has a big dick! Not only that, I whimper as I notice the man’s pierced! He has his cock pierced! There are two silver balls, both under and on top of his tip, and there are more, continuing down his cock like a ladder. Fuck, what the hell will they feel like? My eyes widen and I hear Ink laugh. My eyes snap to his, shit there's those damned dimples again. "You like my piercings?"
All I can manage is a quick nod of my head. Ink leans in closer. "I've heard they feel really good when they’re inside you."
I take in a sharp breath. I want to know what they feel like. He looks unbelievably hot right now, kneeling in front of me. Naked, tattoos on show, abs to die for and his hard, pierced cock pointing right at me. Ink is downright sexy and dangerous. His body demanding pleasure I’m eager to give to him.
I reach forward, grasping his hard cock. The balls feel odd under my touch, but I pull on it anyway. Ink's eyes close a little, his hiss letting me know he likes it. I need to taste him. Before I can begin to move, to take him in my mouth and pleasure him, Ink leans close, removing my bra with little effort at all. My breasts are exposed. He takes a long hard look before taking a nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking, sending pleasure shooting between my legs. I lean back down on the soft bed. I feel Ink’s hand trail down my body. When he gets to my thin panties, he tugs hard, ripping them away from my body. A growl comes from Ink and he sucks a little harder, biting on my nipple. I gasp, this feels so good.
Ink’s hand covers my wet pussy. He presses his palm down, making circular movements right on my clit, his fingers moving in an up and down motion. My legs open wider. I moan as he kisses me again. "So wet for me." Ink growls against my mouth. I feel an orgasm coming on. No! I don't want to come yet, I want this feeling to last.
"Don't hold it back. Let me make you come, all over my hand." At his words I fall into my orgasm. My lips separate from his, my head falling back onto the pillow. Moaning as I release.
When I open my eyes, Ink is looking down at me, licking his fingers. "That was fucking hot babe."
He moves from the bed t
o pick up his jeans. I lay still, shattered and unable to move from my orgasm. He returns with a condom wrapper, tears it with his teeth then sheaths himself. "Now for the good bit."
Quickly I'm spun around; I'm lying on my front. Ink's hands grip under my hips, tilting my ass up. I gasp as I hear a loud slap, feeling a sting on my behind. He slapped me! No sooner have I thought it when another slap comes down on my other cheek. This one, however, making me gasp with pleasure. I get even wetter; I'm definitely ready for another round. His sheathed, pierced cock springs to mind and I push my ass back on him. I want him in me, now. "Greedy girl," He says, spanking me hard again. I sigh blissfully as he rubs his hands gently over my ass, soothing the pain. I never thought I’d enjoy this, but I do. I fucking love him spanking me! Ink grips me again, pulling me up against him, my ass high in the air as he drives his cock home. My head falls back, my hair falling down my back as Ink thrusts into me, again and again. Those pierced balls are hitting just the right spot to make me scream. Ink’s hands dig in harder, I grip more tightly on the sheets and Ink brings his hand down on me again. Smacking me so hard it brings tears to my eyes, but I fucking want more. "Oh, god!"
"That's it baby. Come for me. Scream for me."
Ink thrusts in, hard, tilting his hips to the side a little so his cock hits a different spot. My eyes roll back in pleasure. This is almost too much to handle. I've never climaxed during penetration before; this feeling is foreign to me. His cock thrusts hard inside of me, and I let go. I scream his name, digging my nails into the bed as I come. It's the most intense feeling I've ever had. I already know I want more. Just as I finish coming down Ink growls one last time, exploding inside of me. I feel his cock thicken as he fills the condom.
Ink gets up after carefully laying me down on the bed. I watch through heavy eyes as he walks into the bathroom. I don't see him come out as exhaustion takes over, and I fall into a deep sleep.
Chapter Ten
Eve
Sitting in the taxi on my way home from the hospital I'm a mix of emotions. I'm grieving for the baby I've sadly lost, I'm scared that Satan is going to try something else before we can get back to the safety of Severed and Angel's club. But, my overriding emotion is joy. Joy because the man sitting next to me is here. He's come to take me home with him, and to claim me as his own.
I wince slightly as the car hits a speed bump in the road at the wrong angle, I hadn't realized just how sore and achy my body still feels after my fall. Angel notices, reaching over to me and drawing me closer into his protective hold. I sigh contentedly, this feels good.
As we pull into the street I can see Elizabeth with her bouncing dark curls as she's jumping up and down in the doorway of the house, a huge grin on her face. I can tell she's giddy with excitement and I know without hearing her that she's making that cute noise she makes when she's so excited. It's half squeal and half giggle, it's an adorable sound. Cowboy has a protective hold on her shoulder until he sees Angel getting out of the car, then let's her loose. As soon as Elizabeth spots me, she comes racing up to me and jumps into my arms. That hurts and I hold in my wince of pain, but it doesn't matter how much it hurts, it feels good to hold my baby girl, to see her safe and to cherish the tiny kisses she's peppering my face with.
Angel comes to my side having paid the taxi driver and retrieved my overnight bag. His face lights up as he sees Elizabeth and she squeals when she spots him. "It's my angel mummy! My angel came to see me!"
Elizabeth starts wriggling and reaching for Angel. He can see I'm struggling and reaches over to take her from my arms. I can't believe how easily she goes to him, it makes my heart swell to see them holding each other. Angel looks at her with such pure adoration, it brings tears to my eyes. Elizabeth starts chattering away so quickly I can't keep track of what she's saying, and she whispers something in Angels ear whilst looking at me. I'm pretty sure I see her mouth the word cake in there.
Cowboy gives me a gentle hug, welcoming me home, then leads me into the house. Closely followed by everyone else. It's crowded in here, I spot Ink and Elle quietly talking to each other, as well as my mother, however I don't recognize the man she's speaking to over in the corner.
Finally noticing me as I walk further into the living room they all come closer and welcome me back. My mother leads the stranger she was talking to over for introductions. "Eve, I'd like you to meet John. He's my friend. He wanted to come meet you before you jet off back to Australia."
I'm pretty sure that I saw my mother just bestow a look of affection on John. I think I'm missing something here from the glances they're sharing with each other. I'm about to talk to John when Elizabeth takes my hand, bouncing up and down at my side."Mummy, mummy I baked you a cake!" She sing songs in her loud, high pitched voice.
She runs off into the kitchen and Elle flashes me a warm smile before following her. When they come out together Elizabeth walks proudly in front of Elle who is holding a very lopsided cake with childish decorations on it. Looking closely I think they're possibly stick figures drawn on with colored icing. "What a beautiful cake, baby girl. Did you make it?" I'm hoping she'll tell me what it's supposed to be rather than making me guess.
"Auntie Elle helped me, but I did the icing all on my own." She quickly speaks, taking a deep breath before continuing. "It's you and me and our angel, Mummy." I smile proudly at my girl. I'm pretty sure that Elizabeth's contribution was more making a mess of the kitchen and licking the spoon rather than the actual baking.
Elizabeth looks up to Angel, grinning widely at him, baby teeth and all. Angel bends down to her level, giving her a kiss on the forehead which makes her giggle. "It's perfect, princess."
Elizabeth looks back to me smiling, I know that she's secretly telling me how much she just loved him calling her that.
Angel seems to sense that I'm feeling weary, so he guides me over to a chair. He sits first, drawing me down onto his lap and holding me close. Drawing me into his warmth, god I've missed this.
We spend the next couple of hours with our friends, chatting about nothing in particular, and especially nothing to do with recent events, I'm grateful for the reprieve.
When everyone's finally left us to it, I ask my mother to come sit down for a chat. I need to explain to her how serious the threat from Satan is, and ask her to come with us to Australia. Angel spends the next hour telling my mother all about Satan. How he contributed to Beth's death several years ago, how he has no compunction about killing, and how dangerous and cold he is.
He makes it perfectly clear that the threat from Satan now includes my mother and Elizabeth. "Mum, you know that Angel's taking me and Elizabeth back to Australia with him, we'd like you to come with us as well." I never thought I'd see the day when I asked my mother to go anywhere with me.
She looks slightly taken aback by my request as well."Eve, I can't just up and leave my life here". She pauses, she's mulling something over, trying to decide I think if it's something she wants to share with me. "I wasn't sure how to tell you about this but I've met someone. I used to know him before you were born and he's come back into my life recently. He's asked me to move in with him, and I'm going to."
I'm spluttering like a fish, my mouth opening and closing but no words come out. My mother hasn't shown interest in a man for as long as I can remember. In fact she's spent most of my life telling me how useless and worthless they are, yet her whole face has lit up telling me she's moving in with her new man. "But... What... Who?" The words come stumbling out. Angel's watching me, trying not to laugh.
"You met him earlier, his name is John." My mother then shares her story with us.
She'd met John long before she met my father and they'd fallen in love. John didn't meet my grandfathers expectations so he'd forbidden my Mum from seeing John. Being young and in love they didn't listen, and carried on seeing each other behind my grandfathers back. When he found out my grandfather was furious and he moved my mother and the rest of the family away. Her father then introduced
her to my Dad, one of his new work colleagues. Sadly, my Dad wasn't the man my Grandfather thought he was. Once he had slept with my mum he dropped her, not wanting the complication of a pregnancy when she told him about it. Grandfather had been so disgusted by her behavior that he'd ostracized her from the family, and John had already moved away so my mother never saw him again. This was why she hated men, in her eyes they'd all let her down. This turned her into a sour woman, making her the mother who had raised me. Then John had shown up at the door one day having finally tracked her down. It sounded like something out of one of the books I read. But for the first time I can remember my mum looks happy.
