“It’s beautiful, Liam. Did you really have this made for me when we were in high school?”
“I did. I asked Baxter to keep it a secret from everyone, and I guess he did because no one ever had an idea. But I knew back then you were the only girl for me.”
“I almost want to punch you again for making me wait so long to become your wife.”
“Yeah, don’t, it still hurts. You have one hell of a punch.”
“Zander’s still training me. Besides, I figure before I’d say yes, I need to hit the real thing at least once.”
“The real thing? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Oh, uh, don’t worry about it. I think I finally got it out of my system.” She stands and asks, “Liam, can we go home now?”
“You might have to help me up. I think a have a few splinters in my ass.”
Laughing, she says, “I’ll get every one of them out and then make it better.”
“Well, in that case I might have one in my balls. If not, they sure do ache from you keeping my ass in this damn tree all day. I need you to promise to make them better, too.”
I wiggle my eyebrows at her in a suggestive manner.
“Oh, baby, you have no idea what I have planned for your balls.”
“Really! Wait, was that a threat?”
She doesn’t answer, just helps me stand up. We start walking, and I stop; I need to do something. I release her hand and go back to the tree.
“Liam, what are you doing?”
“I need to do something; can you cover my ass? I feel your mom’s eyes on me.”
I take out what every southern boy has in his pocket, my old but sharp pocket knife. I use it to carve “Liam loves Avery” in the tree.
“Well, at least it’s a nice ass.”
Avery grabs my ass and squeezes. I jump from surprise. “If you do that again, baby, we might not make it home.”
“Promises, promises.”
“Look, baby,” I want to show her what I carved.
She starts crying again when she sees our names in the tree. She passes her fingers over the carving and says, “Our tree, Liam. It’s where it all started.”
Later, we arrive at home to a full house. We wave, and I shout, “We’re getting married. You can all relax now.” I grab Avery’s hand and run upstairs with her. I don’t want to waste a single moment of having her in my arms. But as I run, “Oww, shit.”
Avery asks, “You really do have a splinter, don’t you?”
“Yes, but don’t worry about it. It’ll be fine.”
Once we get in the room, Avery insists on removing all the splinters out of my ass, but to my surprise, once she removes them, she makes it all better with kisses. Then I feel her tongue start moving around my ass cheeks, and “Oh God,” she licks between my cheeks, and shit it feels so good. She continues to lick down to my balls as she sucks them into her mouth. I slowly start to turn around and say, “Baby, you don’t have to do whatever you don’t want.”
I feel a slap on my ass. “Stop it, Liam, don’t treat me like a victim. I don’t want you to worry about me anymore. I feel safe with you. I want you to take me like you want, whenever, however, and wherever you want.”
I turn and tell her, “You have no idea some of the things I want to do to you.”
“Well, it will have to wait because right now I want to make my future husband very happy.”
She bends down and puts my cock in her mouth. I almost explode that fast. She’s too good at this. Her warm, wet mouth wraps around my cock like a vise, sucking me in all the way to my base. I let her suck me off like this for a few minutes more before I lift her off with a pop. I throw her down on the bed and spread her open for me to look at what’s mine. That little patch of hair she left drives me insane. I start to suck her clit with no caressing first. I flatten my tongue over her and move from the top of her clit all the way to her asshole. I lick the pink puckered hole until I feel her going crazy. With her legs pushed as far back as I can get them, I work my way back to her clit. I take one hand and tug on her patch of hair as I continue to suck her clit hard. My other hand works her pussy as I slip one finger in, then another spreading my baby for my cock. I remove them and spread her wetness around her asshole and insert a finger. She’s moaning loudly now, with the intent on cumming. Not now, baby. As I play with her ass, I lick her pussy as I thrust my tongue in. Now with me working a finger in her ass and two inside her while sucking and licking her clit, she explodes. Her body starts convulsing under me. I let her rock on my face till her body slows down. I need all of her. I flatten my tongue and lick all I can from her.
I sit up, and with her legs still raised I thrust into her hard and fast as deep as I can.
“I want you to feel every inch.”
I continue my assault on her as I thrust again and again, harder and stronger. I lift her hips off the bed and drive in deeper as she cums again. “That’s it, baby, cum for me.”
I don’t even let her recover. I flip her over and enter with the same velocity. I have her positioned with her ass up and her face down as I pound, turning into the beast I always wanted to show her. I push my finger back in her ass, and she screams out, but I don’t give a fuck who can hear her. It’s music to my ears. I push her hips down and lower her completely on the bed. I’m still inside her, where I need to be. I grab and fist her hair, pulling hard to make her turn her head. As I kiss her neck, I slow my movements.
“God, baby, I love you. I’m going to cum, Avery.”
I holler out her name, “Avery!”
I roll off her, and we’re both panting and sweating.
“Jesus, Liam. Where did that come from?”
“There is a lot I never showed you. Why do you think I was so scared to touch you back then? The things I’m going to teach you. But first we need to get married soon. I want to do all those things to my wife.”
Epilogue
Avery
We decided that night we wanted to get married right away. We told everyone, and my mother begged us to have the wedding at her house. She says she wants some good memories to replace the bad. We couldn’t refuse, plus we loved the grounds there. The only thing was that we asked for it to be arranged in less than two months. My mother with Catherine’s help worked their magic and made it happen.
Today is our wedding day, everything looks so magical. We’re having the ceremony at night. The grounds are breathtaking, with all the oak trees lit up with lights. I walk out of the house in my blush colored wedding dress. It has a lace bodice with three-quarter lace sleeves and a full satin skirt. My mother insisted I wear something that made me look like a princess. I wasn’t sure until I tried it on, and for the first time, she’s right. I look and feel like a princess. But I made her agree that for the reception I’m going to wear an all-lace spaghetti strap bohemian style dress. It’s also in a blush color, but it’s light and airy, perfect for the hot nights we have in the south.
Between my mom and Catherine, we have hundreds of people invited to the wedding. I asked James to walk me down the aisle. He’s more my father than anyone. I invited Lucy and Phil to come as a couple to the wedding. Phil's family are also here. Catherine says we need to keep that relationship flowing. Fallon is my maid of honor, and Lucy is my bridesmaid. Liam has Zander as best man since Liam won the fight in being Gavin’s godfather, but really Zander and Vin gave it to him. Not saying Liam can’t fight, but they didn’t even try. They all got in the ring and threw their gloves down and said it was only right that Liam be his godfather if I was the godmother. Gabriel and Vin are also serving in the wedding at his side.
Now on the stage, the priest announces us as husband and wife. Liam bends me backward for a kiss, and the audience goes wild. We run down the aisle, and Liam keeps going, dragging me behind him. Before I know it, he runs us all the way to our tree.
He tells me, “This is where it all began the first night. That night I knew you were mine, I was in this tree. Tonight, years later, we’re marri
ed. I love you, Avery, but there were several nights I jerked off in this tree. Tonight, I want to fuck my wife against it.”
He has a blanket stashed by the tree trunk. He wraps the blanket around my back and shoulders. He claims it is to protect my dress. Before I know what’s happening, he has my full skirt raised up and my legs wrapped around his waist. When he enters me, I yell out, “You need to be quiet, baby. We don’t want anyone knowing we’re here.”
He doesn’t stop as he tells me, so I have to bite into his shoulder not to yell again. He starts kissing me to smother out my cries as he keeps thrusting. It’s incredible the way he takes me. I love it. I start cumming as I hear someone.
“Liam? Avery? Is that y’all?”
Liam whispers in my ear, “Fuck, it’s Zander. I can’t stop, baby.”
“Don’t stop, Liam, don’t you dare stop.”
“Well, well, what do we have here?”
Zander finds us with my legs wrapped around Liam.
“Turn around, Zander, and leave now!” Liam hollers at Zander but never stops thrusting into me. Zander turns around but doesn’t leave. “Shit.”
Zander’s laughing and says, “Both of the moms are looking for the two of you. You better hurry, brother, or next it will be them finding y’all.”
He starts to walk off just as I start to cum again. I’m moaning out loud, and Liam is still thrusting when Zander comes back and asks, “What the hell is it with your obsession with this tree lately?”
Liam isn’t saying anything, so I stutter out, “Liam and this tree have a very close and personal history. Now leave, Zander!”
I hear him laughing all the way back to the reception.
We finish, and Liam smooths my dress back down and straightens his tie and suit. We walk back, hand in hand to our guests, and pictures are taken. Then I change into my second dress. The reception is a blast, not stuffy at all, like what I had assumed my mom would make it. When it’s time for me to throw my bouquet, I throw it directly to Lucy as she and Phil blush. When it’s time for the garter, Theo leads me to Liam and sits me in a chair. Liam makes a show at biting and dragging it down my leg. Liam then throws it directly to Zander, who doesn’t even try for it. He watches as it bounces off his big chest and falls to the floor. He then proceeds to walk off, leaving it right where it landed. However, Phil swoops in and picks it up and proudly shows it to Lucy. The night continues all the way until the early morning.
All the family, including Theo, are sitting down exhausted when Zander gets a phone call. After his call is finished, he says, “That was my guy watching Murphy. He says Murphy has a son, Murphy Jr. Have you ever heard of him, Mom?”
She tells him, “No, but we need to find out more. See if he can get any more information on this Murphy Jr.”
Zander leaves the table to make the call.
Liam and I decide to call it a night, we kiss and hug everyone goodbye. We left on our honeymoon to Paris. I’m going to leave this part out. I don’t think it needs to be discussed. Let’s just say it was fun and educational.
When we arrive back from our glorious honeymoon in Paris, we move into Liam’s condo. But he slowly notices how much I miss being in a busy house with the baby and everyone. Liam decides we are going to move back into the big house with everyone. Gabriel says it was fine with him as long as they remodel the whole floor. They both say at the same time, “Soundproofing.” Fallon and I agree.
Life being Mrs. Avery Stern is fantastic. Catherine immediately puts me to work. First, she and Fallon fill me in on what was going on. I’m shocked to find out all the girls, with Leo and Chris are prostitutes but realize after meeting them I’m fine with the idea. Catherine and Liam also inform me of the rest of the businesses they operate. Again, I’m a little shocked, but I love Liam, so I accept it all and love him more for sharing everything with me.
Months have passed and today is our family day. I am sitting on the floor with my godson playing, while Catherine and everyone watches. We’re all enjoying ourselves when Zander comes into the house.
“Well I finally found Murphy Larussa Jr. We have a problem though; Murphy Larussa Jr. is not a Junior at all. He is a she, and she wants nothing to do with our family, or even me.”
He sits down, looking so confused and lost in the fact that he said she wants nothing to do with him. Has Zander finally met a woman who is immune to his charms and looks? Fallon and I look at each other. She winks, and we know we are both thinking the same thing. We cannot wait to meet this woman.
THE END
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Art of War – Zander’s story
Art of Loyalty – Vin’s story
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Art of Forgiveness – Liam’s story
Prologue for Art of War
War.
It’s what I’ve done my whole life.
In the beginning, I lost every battle I fought. Until One day I woke up and decided my life had to change, I needed to win.
From that day I would fight my battles from the front lines.
I learned to control my position to gain the upward hand. I grew stronger and smarter. I became empowered and never looked back.
From then on, I pitied the ones who would want to battle against me. I Catherine Stern would bend or break for no man or woman ever again.
Exceptions might have to be made, but on my terms. No one else’s.
My whole life I struggled and endured so that one day my children would never have to. I became the most feared person in the state of Louisiana.
My sons will have a road paved for them on my struggles, but on others’ blood.
People might have forgotten the girl I used to be, but every time I look in the mirror, I am reminded of how far I came and where I will never return.
Catherine Stern
About the Author
Written by Monique Orgeron’s eldest, most beautiful, and intelligent daughter. (My sister is going to hate this part.)
My mom happens to be the most caring, loving, and stubborn person I know, well anyone knows. She gives 100% percent of herself to everyone and has given up so much of herself for my sister and I.
For twenty-one years she has poured her heart and soul into making sure we know that we are loved and that we can do anything we put our minds too, but it was about time she figured that out about herself.
Up until this year I hadn’t seen my mom do anything for only her, but this book has allowed her to travel the world through the pages of a book, make new friends, and feel the joy of doing something exciting.
There is a new light behind her eyes and it is just making me feel more joy than she can ever imagine. While she might be annoying most of the time, I am so thrilled that she is finally allowing herself to grow as a person and not spend all of her energy on her family.
It has been a long journey of self-discovery for my mom; she has gone from domestic supermom to domestic goddess throughout the process of writing.
We are so very excited and proud of you! I love you as big as the world.
-Bria and Tony
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