by L. A. Casey
"If I hear anything other than Rampage or Dominic come out of your mouth tonight then your ass is mine when we get home!" he growled in my ear.
My arse would be his… what the fuck did that mean?
"Hey, don't threaten my baby sister with spankin's you little fucker," I heard Branna's voice snap, then Dominic's yelp in my ear making me wince.
"Hey, put me down right now. Ryder!" I watched as Ryder hauled Branna out of the house, tugging on her dress when it began to ride up.
Kane, Alec and Damien followed suit all laughing in our direction.
"Twenty bucks says she kicks his ass before they leave the house," Kane grinned over his shoulder at me and Dominic.
I growled, "It's twenty Euros not bucks. Eejit!"
Damien hollered with laughter as he closed the door behind himself and the lads. I huffed and puffed to break out of the arms caged around me, but when they wouldn't budge I gave in and sagged back into Dominic, who didn't move an inch.
"You finished with your temper tantrum, sweetie?" he asked, his tone annoyed.
I shrugged. "Give me a minute, I'll get an energy boost from somewhere and scratch your eyes out."
"As amusing as you being a batshit crazy bitch is, can you cut me some slack until after my fight? We can go fifty rounds of arguing, and you hitting me then. Okay?"
He made it sound like I abused him!
"No! Let me go. I'm not goin' to your poxy fight. I wanna go home, somewhere you and your stupid fightin' pit, or circle, or whatever that stupid thing is, won't be."
He let go of me, and I stumbled forward. "Fine, fuck off home then. I don't need this bullshit before a fight."
Him and his stupid bloody fight.
"Fuck you, you bloody gobshite!" I growled as I spun around to face him.
His eyes raked over my body in my tight fitting dress and he smirked. I glared at him so hard, holes should have appeared in his head. I turned and stormed out of the house - barefoot - and down the driveway and climbed into the back of the Jeep.
"Drop me home first, I'm not goin' to that stupid fight," I stated and kept my eyes straight ahead after I settled between Alec and Kane, who wouldn't even look at me after I spoke.
Dominic got into the Jeep and since he didn't have a seat, he half-shared with Damien. They were muttering the entire ride to my house, and it pissed me off because I heard Damien say things like 'tell her' and 'she has a right to know what you do' and it was freaking me out.
"Do you want me to-"
"No, it's fine. It's Friday, Supernatural is on tonight. I'll watch that before I go to bed," I muttered to Branna after I cut her off then leaned forward and kissed her cheek.
"Touch her, I fucking dare you, bro!" Dominic suddenly growled.
Alec's voice laughed. "I'm not doing anything."
"You're looking at her ass!"
I shuffled out of the car, angrily climbing over Damien and Dominic making them grunt, yelp, and hiss when my knees pressed into sensitive areas.
"It was in my face, what am I supposed to do, be rude and look away?" Alec asked making Kane and Ryder chuckle.
I ignored him and his teasing and took the key Branna held out from her side of the car.
I said goodbye to my sister, gave Dominic the finger, everyone else got a smile then I walked up the garden.
"Jesus, Bronagh, it's freezing, girly! Get your arse inside and into warm clothes!" Mrs. Brown shouted from my right as she exited her house.
I heard chuckles from behind me, but I ignored them.
"Will do, Mrs. Brown." I smiled to her.
I didn't look back as I entered my house and closed the door. I shook myself out, noticing my legs were tingling from the cold. I headed straight upstairs and jumped into a warm shower then got out and changed into my pyjamas. I took my time drying and straightening my hair before I went downstairs, stocked up on ice-cream and cookies, and headed back up to my room.
I turned the station on for Supernatural and dug into my food while I waited for it to come on. When it finally did come up, I lasted only twenty minutes before I turned it off and snuggled under my covers. Good thing I always recorded the episodes.
I lay on my bed tossing and turning and even though I was knackered tired, I still couldn't sleep. It took me a few minutes to realise I was worried about Dominic, and the thought alone made me bolt upright and break out in a sweat.
If I was worried about him getting hurt during his fight, that obviously meant I really cared for him. I groaned then because I knew I more than cared for him. Just thinking about him made my heart race. I knew everyone risked their hearts going into a relationship, but when I really thought about the impact that hurt could have on me, I would just die altogether if it felt as bad as when I lost my parents. I couldn't survive that again, no way.
I shook my head at my train of thought and inwardly kicked myself for thinking so negative. I had to have a positive outlook, things would just be miserable otherwise.
I sighed as I got out of bed and grabbed my phone off my locker.
Is he okay? Did he win his fight?
I went into the bathroom after I hit send and went to the toilet, then came back into my dark room. My phone lit up, and I found myself rushing towards it.
His fight got delayed, he just left the circle now, but yeah he is fine. He won by knockout which isn't surprising since he was mad from your fight from earlier. The lad he was fighting didn't have a chance.
The knowledge that he was okay lifted a weight off my shoulder and gave me some of my stubbornness back.
Whatever. He started it by saying me arse had its own postcode!
Okay, he didn't say that, but he was clearly thinking it after the way he described the damage my arse did to his stupid Xbox.
I tucked my phone under my pillow and climbed back into bed; sleep came very easily then, and not even the sensation from the phone vibrating made me move.
I wasn't fully asleep, but I wasn't awake either, so when I heard the door open, and people talking downstairs I knew Dominic had somehow talked Branna into letting him come back here.
"No, shower first. She will drop kick you if you go in there and get in her bed all sweaty," I heard Branna hiss from outside my door.
I ignored her voice and fell into a deeper sleep that again was disturbed, but this time by arms, legs, and a body entangling itself around me.
"Dominic," I groaned/snapped, "I'm sleepin' here… move over."
He kissed the back of my neck freely because my hair was tied up, and it made me squirm and shudder. I blinked my eyes open and squinted through the darkness. I sighed and rested back against him when I realised he wasn't going to let me go.
"I didn't say your ass had its own postcode," his voice suddenly murmured.
I groaned. "That bitch can't keep anythin' to herself!"
Dominic snorted from behind me.
I sighed. "I was jokin'."
"Hmmm."
I felt his hand slide over my stomach, and I grabbed it, stopping its movements.
"I'm lyin' on my side, any fat that I have just hangs down when l'm on my side, and you aren't touchin' it," I stated through my tired voice.
Dominic groaned from behind me. "Havin' some meat doesn't make you fat, it makes you human."
I inwardly rolled my eyes. "You have like zero fat, so you don't get a say."
"I'm twelve percent body fat and weigh one eighty-eight. The reason I'm so heavy is because muscle is heavier than fat. I train for muscle, so I'm fit and powerful."
I didn't care about any of this.
"Why are you even here? How did you talk Branna into lettin' you come in here?"
He kissed the back of my head and forced his hand around mine and rested it on my stomach. "I told her the truth, that I missed you and just wanted to sleep next to you."
The layer of ice that had formed around my heart because of our fight melted after he finished speaking. I turned around to face him.
"You
missed me?" I asked.
He nodded his head in the dark; I couldn't really see him, but the moonlight gave off some of his profile.
"Yeah, babe, I missed you, and I hated that you weren't at my fight. I wanted my good luck kiss," he said and pulled me closer to him.
I snorted. "You won, so you didn't need a good luck kiss from me."
He kissed the tip of my nose. "I'll always need your good luck kisses, pretty girl."
He was undoing me!
"I missed you too, and I'm sorry for breaking your Xbox and for fightin' with you. I didn't mean any of what I said," I said and leaned my head against his.
He stroked my back with his hand. "Me too, I overreacted."
Not really, I broke an expensive machine. He was calmer than I would have been if it were something of mine. Way calmer.
"Let me make it up to you?" I whispered.
I heard him swallow. "How?"
I moved up, pushed him onto his back, and straddled him. He winced, and I frowned and looked down, but I couldn't see a thing so I reached over and flipped on my lamp. I looked back to Dominic and gasped.
His left ribcage was bruised, and his poor face was busted up again.
"I'm getting fed up with them hittin' your face! Why do they always go for the face?" I asked and leaned down to him, placing kisses over his bruised jaw and eyes.
Dominic smiled, and it sent a wave of need through me.
No one had the right to look so stunning with a bruised up face. No one!
I looked down to where I was sitting then slid down until I was straddling Dominic's shins instead of his hips.
"Bronagh," Dominic sat as he leaned up on his elbows and looked at me.
I smiled at him shyly.
"Just tell me what to do? I want to do this," I said.
He looked a little torn, so I frowned. "Please?"
He let out a choked laugh. "Don't beg to suck my cock, babe. You can do it whenever you want, I just want you to be sure that it's what you want to do. I'm always up - pun intended - for your mouth and hands on me, I just want you to be sure that you're doing it because you want to and not because I want you to."
I gave him another smile and reached up for his boxer briefs - it was all he had on - and gripped the waist band. They were already tented before I even touched them so that relaxed me knowing he was turned on and ready for me to attempt this… task?
No, not a task, this was something I wanted to do.
Lots of girls liked making their boyfriends feel good and apparently I was no different. The knowledge that I was doing stuff a normal girlfriend would do made me happy.
"Dominic," I breathed when I pulled his boxers to his knees.
It might have been rude, but I couldn't help it. I stared and I stared for a solid minute before flicking my eyes upwards.
"That will really hurt me, won't it?" I asked, my voice cracking with nerves.
"The first time always hurts for girls, but when we do come together for the first time I'll be really gentle. I promise," he assured me.
I was amazed that he could sound so sweet and sincere while his fully erect penis was resting up against his stomach; that was how big it was. It was thick and long; I really was afraid it would hurt me when we eventually did have sex, but I pushed the thought away.
"A blowjob. How do I give you one? Educate me."
Dominic spluttered with laughter, lay back on the pillow, and carefully scrubbed his face with his hands.
"Don't say it like that! I'm trying to think of how to ask you to lick and suck on me without sounding - Jesus!"
I smiled when I looked upwards and drew my tongue away from the salty tip of Dominic's cock and looked at his face and how it changed when I put my mouth on him.
I repeated the lick and started from the base this time and dragged my tongue and then sucked around the tip. It was shockingly surprising how similar it was to sucking on a lollipop, I just had to remember not to bite.
"Use your hand as well, put it on my cock and work it up and down in time with your mouth and - oh yeah, that's it. Just like that, fuck that's good," he groaned. "Suck a little harder… flick your tongue around the head, yes! Keep doing that, fuck, just like that."
Being praised for giving a blowjob was actually empowering, it made me feel very womanly.
"Bronagh, ease up on the sucking now, I can't - Fuck! Baby, please, I want this to last."
He was panting, literally panting, and I felt bloody amazing that I was reducing him to that.
I removed my mouth from his cock with a pop and kissed down his length until I lifted it up and came to his balls. I knew they were the sensitive part; Jason dropped enough times when I kneed him there and even Dominic before we got together, so I wondered if they would be sensitive to a kiss.
I tested it out and earned a little groan; I licked one then the other, and his hips bucked into my face a little. I went for the grand prize and carefully sucked one into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.
Dominic was making low noises and kept bucking his hips into my face, so I took it as a good sign and repeated my actions with the other ball. I was sucking on his ball!
I wanted to laugh at my thoughts, but I didn't because that would just be a mood killer. I felt his hands on my hair as I licked my way back up to the tip of his cock and looked at his face as I took the head into my mouth.
"Fuck me," he breathed as he watched me. "I could come just with the sight of you sucking my cock alone, baby."
I was practically purring with glee as I moved my hand back under my mouth and worked it up and down, sucking hard every so often earning a loud groan that shocked me a little. I didn't think males could make those type of groaning noises, but apparently they could.
"Damien in drag clothes, Kane in high heels. Alec in a tutu-"
I looked up at Dominic as I continued my work and found his eyes closed as he talked to himself about his brothers in all types of get-ups.
I wanted to ask what the fuck he was doing but didn't want to stop, because I wanted him to orgasm soon. My jaw was started to kill me, and my arm felt like it was about to fall off.
I picked up my pace, sucking harder until I was sure my jaw would lock. Dominic's sentences got quicker as well then, perfectly in time with my strokes.
"Ryder naked, Alec naked, Damien naked, Kane naked. All of them fucking- Oh fuck, Bronagh, I'm coming!" I felt the hot spurts of his salty liquid coat my tongue as he finished talking.
I resisted the urge to gag as I swallowed it down, it was very salty and not good at all.
It was actually disgusting.
I sat back on my heels and looked at Dominic with his arms spread across the bed; his cock slowly softened against his stomach, and his face looked like he was already asleep.
"Dominic?" I poked his belly.
He popped an eye open, so I smiled at him.
"I did good?" I asked.
He lazily lifted his hand, gave me a thumbs up, and winked at me. "A fucking plus, baby girl. A fucking plus."
I inwardly did a happy dance; it wasn't as hard - no pun intended - as I thought it would be. My mouth and hand hurt more than I thought it would, but it wasn't hard!
"Why were you talkin' about your brothers in weird clothes?" I asked with a smile.
He shrugged. "Trying to think of anything but what you were doing so I wouldn't come."
I frowned. "Wait, so lads think about sex all the time but durin' sex and sex acts they think of anythin' but it?"
"Yep."
"That's so stupid, why not just embrace it-"
"'Cause it would be over before it started if I did that. I wasn't joking when I said the sight of your mouth on my cock was enough to make me come."
I understood what he meant but still found it silly. I settled in next to him then and relaxed.
"You swallowed my come," he murmured to me when I snuggled up beside him.
I gaped as he kicked off his boxers and covered us with
a blanket. I shouldn't have been so shocked, I mean I just gave him a blowjob, and he was my boyfriend after all, but he was still naked in my bed.
Another bunch of firsts!
"I'm sorry, was I not supposed to?" I asked, feeling worried that I ruined the whole thing.
"Are you fucking with me? That is beyond sexy, baby," he assured me.
I blew out a breath. "I'm glad you think so because it is the saltiest thing I've ever tasted."
Dominic laughed and cuddled me to him. "I live you, pretty girl."
I pulled back and stared at him. "You live me?" I questioned.
He had his eyes closed and was drifting off, so I shook him.
"You live me? You said the word live, Dominic," I repeated when he blinked his eyes open.
He nodded and lazily smiled again.
God, he was so gorgeous.
"I more than like you but don't feel near love yet, so I put the word love and like together and got live so I live you. I'm in live with you, pretty girl."
I knew that was possibly the sweetest thing he has ever said to me, but be that as it may, I looked down at him with a raised eyebrow, I never heard an expression like that before so I said, "Did you just make that expression up?"
He shook his head. "Nah, a girl I was fucking last year said it to me, she said it was a reference from a book she read. I just thought it was cute and figured this was a fitting time to say it."
He did not just say that.
I punched him in the stomach. "You're a prick!"
He grunted out and then laughed and he gripped his stomach. "You're amazing."
I went to hit him again but he quickly grabbed me and pulled him down to his side, he lowered his head and ran his nose from the tip of mine to between my eyes then kissed that spot. "I do live you, I swear it."
"Dominic," I breathed, my stomach twisting in knots and my chest constricting. It was borderline painful, but a good type of pain; that was how I knew I felt the same as him. "I live you too."
He closed his eyes and smiled again, tugging me towards him. I closed my eyes as well and fell asleep in his arms, perfectly and happily content.
"Stop smiling like that Dominic, it's starting to freak me out!" Ryder snapped to Dominic as we finished having breakfast, and they started to get their coats on so they could leave.
