Shattered pieces emerald.., p.32
Shattered Pieces (Emerald Lake Prep #3), page 32
She steps back to bend over and pull back her bandage. My eyes go wide when I see that the images that were distorted from her scars are covered up with new characters.
“Holy fuck!” Talon breathes. “They look amazing.”
“And you can't even tell where the scars are unless you get really close. Tyson did an amazing job.” She looks so happy and it makes my heart feel full.
“Wait. Tyson?” Talon asks, looking up at the man in question. “You can do tattoos? How the fuck didn't we know this?”
“I didn't even know until today.” Emmy laughs.
“It’s not a big deal. It was something I wanted to do in the past, but the MC came first, and it got pushed to the side until one day I just... stopped.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal.
“Can you do mine?” Talon asks.
“Yeah, I guess. I don't see why that would be a problem. Do you have an idea of what you want? I might be able to sketch something up quickly, depending on how intricate what you’re wanting to get is.”
Talon and Tyson head over to the cubby Emmy just came out of.
“It looks amazing, Butterfly.” I tell her as she covers it back up.
“Does it make me shallow that I’m glad it covers my scars?” She asks, worry etching her features.
“What, no. Why would you think that?”
She nibbles on her lip before answering. “Because it's not that I think I look bad with them, I’ve accepted and grown to love them. It has nothing to do with my appearance. But every time I’d look down, or see them in the mirror, I’m reminded of that night, and everything that happened.”
“Then, definitely not. Being happy for not having that reminder anymore doesn't make you shallow, My Love, it makes you human.” I pull her into my arms and hold her. She sighs and relaxes into my body. We take a seat on the leather couch in the waiting room for a bit until Tyson comes out.
“Alright, we're good to go. You can come back and watch if you want.”
We follow Tyson to his work area where Talon’s waiting. He is sitting on the table that’s propped up in a chair position, and his arm is lying out on an arm rest that’s attached. Tyson puts on a pair of gloves and cleans Talons arm as I take a seat, pulling Emmy down into my lap.
“I’m excited.” Talon says.
“Alright, ready?” Tyson asks. We can't see the design he’s chosen, so when I try to stretch and get a look, Talon snaps his fingers at me.
“Sit! It’s a surprise.” He growls, turning me on a little, but then he looks at Tyson. “I'm good.”
The tattoo gun comes to life, and it gives me a little thrill. It’s been a while since I got some fresh ink, I think I’m due for more soon. Tyson brings it down onto Talon’s arm causing his smile to slide off his face. As Tyson keeps going, Talon’s face gradually starts to change into a grimace filled with pain. I can tell he's trying to put on a brave face. It’s like he didn't expect this to hurt at all.
He only lasts a few more seconds before yelling, “Stop! Just stop.” Tyson lifts the gun up in the air like he's surrendering. “Holy, sweet mother of Moses. How the fuck are you guys covered in tattoos?” He beseeches us, his face honestly astonished.
Emmy bursts into giggles at the look on Talon’s face, while I hide my smile behind her shoulder.
“Baby, what did you think it would feel like, being tickled by a feather or getting puppy kisses?” Emmy questions him.
“No!” He says, annoyed that we're finding humor in his pain. “But I didn't think it would feel like-"
“You're getting stabbed with a needle three thousand times in a minute?” I ask, cocking a brow.
“Well, yeah. That.” He huffs.
“Dude, I already started, and it's gonna look like shit if I don't finish. We need to at least do the outlining today, then I can do the shading another time. But I can tell you, once you get used to it, it's not so bad. It starts to feel kind of numb after a bit.” Tyson says.
“It’s true. That's part of the reason why I don't mind getting them. Depending on the place, eventually it just becomes a dull tingle. Like when your foot falls asleep.” Emmy says. “But, if you need a distraction from the pain, I'm more than happy to help.” She purrs. Talon’s eyes light up at the idea.
“That might work.” He smirks.
“Hey guys, I’m heading out. Nice to see you, Emmy. You're locking up, right?” Ren says, directing his question to Tyson.
“Yup, you're good to go. I'll clean up here afterwards and shut the place down.” Tyson replies.
“Nice. Alright, well, hope to see ya around. Later.”
“Bye!” We all reply.
“So where were we on that distracting thing? I mean, it's just us now. I won't say no if you want to help ease my pain.” Talon wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
“I don't know, that depends on if Tyson is okay with it.” Emmy says, turning her attention to Tyson.
He raises a brow, giving her a look before sighing. “Fine. But go get the privacy sheet in the back room, and no sex. Too much movement.” He really can't deny her anything, can he?
“Fuck, yes!” Talon fist pumps the air. Emmy giggles and runs off to get the sheet.
“So, what are you gonna do to keep my mind off the pain?” Talon asks me with heated eyes.
“Well. You know, that little game you thought would be so much fun to play while we had our last 'fun time' with Emmy.” I grin.
“Yesssss...?” Talon says, his tone coming off with a bit of caution.
“Well, I think I wanna play that. But change a few things around.”
“Like what?” His eyes narrow.
“Every time you make a sound from the pain, Emmy will stop sucking your cock. Which means I’ll stop fucking her from behind, and you won't get to watch the show anymore.”
“Oh, I like that game.” Emmy says with a laugh as she wheels in a cart with a sheet attached.
“Of course, you do. You guys just want to see me suffer.” Talon pouts.
“Oh, totally, that's why I’m going to suck your cock to take the pain away.” Emmy rolls her eyes.
Tyson chuckles and puts the gun down. He takes the screen from Emmy and places it so that it completely blocks him from view. There’s a slit in the middle that allows Talon's arm to poke through.
“Alright, I’m good on my end.” Tyson says, and it sounds like he's snapping on a clean pair of gloves. “Just let me know when you're good to go on your end.”
“You ready for me, baby?” Emmy’s voice is seductive and sexy. I love when she gets in playful moods like this. One thing Emmy is not afraid of is embracing her sexuality. She likes what she likes, and she doesn't care what anyone thinks. Her sister Harlow is a lot like that; but, from what I heard, a little more adventurous than Emmy.
“I’m always ready for you.” Talon groans as Emmy palms his cock.
“You're already hard for me?”
“Ben painted a picture that I really, really liked.” He grins.
“Look, enough with the foreplay, I don't have all day.” Tyson says in a bored tone.
“Alright, grumpy ass, jumping right in it is.” Emmy sasses back.
“Princess.” Tyson warns.
She turns back to me, rolling her eyes. I stifle a laugh as she turns back to Talon. “Good thing you wore a dress today. Makes this a lot easier.”
“It’s like she was hoping this would happen.” Talon grins.
“It’s because I told her to, you idiot. Made tattooing her leg easier. Which, by the way, be careful with it. Now enough chit-chat, Princess, suck your man's cock, so I can finish the big baby’s tattoo.” Tyson says, sounding impatient.
Talon goes to say something, but cuts himself off with a moan as Emmy wastes no more time, taking him into her mouth. “Fuck.” Talon hisses.
Tyson takes that as his green light to get back to work and the buzz of the tattoo gun starts back up. Talon starts to make a noise as if in pain, but Emmy starts bobbing her head. “Yes.” Talon moans, but I can see the flinches of pain on his face.
“You keep sucking him, My Love. I’m gonna take this sweet pussy we all love so much.” I tell her, running my hand down her back before lifting her dress above her hips. Kneeling down, I can see her red panties are a little damp already.
“Does sucking our man off turn you on, Butterfly?” I ask, running my nose over her covered pussy. She whimpers as her answer. I'll take that as a yes.
“Taste her, Ben. Tell me how it is.” Talon commands, lust clear in his voice.
“With pleasure.” I pull down her panties until they are around her ankles. Her pink pussy lips glisten with need. I give her a lick, lapping up what's waiting for me. “So fucking delicious.” Emmy groans around Talon’s cock, making him moan.
Standing up, I take out my cock. I’m hard as steel. Seeing my girl with my guy always gets me going. It’s one of my favorite sights to see.
“Fuck her.” Talon groans, gripping Emmy’s hair, making her take him deeper. “Fuck!” He screeches out of pain, not pleasure. Fear flashing in his eyes.
“Do that again, and I stop.” I narrow my eyes.
“You know, I’m spanking your ass after this. I know you love it just as much as Emmy.” He says through gritted teeth. My cock twitches at his threat. He's right, I fucking love it, and so does our girl. To prove his point, I give her ass a swat, and she jolts forward gagging on Talon's cock. I’m normally not the one to do the ass slapping, but I love how responsive she is.
I run the tip of my cock against her wet pussy, before slipping past her entrance and bottoming out in one quick thrust. She cries out and clenches around me at the sudden intrusion. “Fuck.” She moans, pulling away from Talon. “I fucking love your cock. Fuck me, Ben; make me cum and I'll make our man cum.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I grin before pulling back and thrusting back in. I fuck her just the way she loves it, but I have to be careful not to move Talon too much. Gripping her hips for control, I focus so that my thrusts are slow and hard.
Emmy is making sounds that are driving me crazy. And watching the look on Talon’s face just makes it all that much better.
I get a steady pace going, enjoying how every time I hit her G-spot, she clenches a little tighter. It's a tease for my dick, but it feels so fucking good. Then Talon ruins it. I almost forgot about our little game, and wish I kept my mouth shut about it.
“Ouch, fuck.” Talon hisses, looking towards Tyson, but the screen is blocking him from our view.
I stop mid-stroke, making Emmy whine, and release Talon’s cock.
“What? No no no, don't stop. Please! I was so close.” Talon begs, his eyes wide.
“How about we make a deal, no more games like these in the bedroom, and we can end it now, and everyone cums.”
“Deal!” He responds quickly. “Now, Baby, please stick me back in your sexy-as-fuck mouth and keep working that magic, I was so close.” He pouts.
“Only because I need to cum too.” She looks over her shoulder giving me a glare. I just lean over to give her a kiss, which makes the pissy look melt from her face. “Not fair, you know your kisses are my weakness.”
“I know.” I smile, thrusting back into her, making her eyes roll back.
“Can you all hurry the fuck up? It's becoming distracting.” Tyson mutters.
Emmy chokes out a laugh. “I kind of forgot you were there, sorry.” She says before taking Talon back into his mouth.
“That’s it, Baby Girl. Take my cock.” Talon groans, gripping her hair, and controlling her movements. He leans his head back and closes his eyes, enjoying everything she's doing to him.
I start pounding into her again. It doesn't take long until I feel that familiar tingle. “Fuck, I'm gonna cum.” I grit out, trying not to be the first one to find our release.
“Same.” Talon pants, his breathing getting heavier, before he grips Emmy's hair harder, forcing her down as he lets out a long, lusty moan, and cumming down her throat. “Fuck! Swallow that cum.”
Emmy is next to reach her climax, causing her to grip my cock so hard she's practically strangling it. I can't take it anymore. When she pulls away from Talon to cry out our names, making his still rock-hard cock slap against his abs, I lose it. I pull her up with her back flush to my front, and angle her face so that I can kiss her while ramming my tongue into her mouth to taste Talon. I fuck her like a wild beast until I’m cumming so hard, I need to break the kiss so I can breathe. Tucking my face into her neck, I twitch out the last of my release, holding her to me. We're all breathing hard as we come down from our highs.
“God, that was amazing. And I don't even really feel much of the tattoo anymore. I mean I do, but you were right, it's more of a numb, dull pain now.”
“Told you.” Emmy smirks, licking her lips. I grab the box of tissues on the table next to us as I carefully slide out of Emmy and clean her up the best I can before tossing them in the trash.
“Go pee and clean up more thoroughly.” I tell Emmy, kissing her hard, tasting Talon’s release on her tongue, which makes me groan. She takes off towards the bathroom, and I turn back to find Talon smirking at me. “What?” I ask with a smirk of my own.
“It’s hot to see you take a little more control during sex. I mean, I love having you two at my mercy, but seeing you like that with her...” He bites his lip.
“I don't know what came over me. Just watching you two brought it out in me, I guess.”
“Maybe we can bring it out again, sometime soon.”
“Alright, enough! I just had to listen to my girl choke on your cock, while your boyfriend fucked her. I don't want to hear any more than I have to. I get enough of it at home.”
Emmy laughs coming back from the bathroom as Tyson removes the screen and Talon tucks himself away. She sits on my lap as we talk to Talon for the rest of his tattoo. An hour later, it's done.
“Alright, I wanna see.” Emmy says, bouncing in my lap.
Tyson cleans up the tattoo before Talon sits up, and angles his arm towards us. At the top of his shoulder it looks like a crack in a wall, and growing out of it is a vine. It’s not a very long vine, but it has two leaves growing out of it. Leaning forward, I see that the leaves have names. One says Elijah and the other says Melody.
Fuck. My heart skips a beat as I lock eyes with my guy. He gives me a lopsided smile filled with emotion.
“You...you got our babies' names?” Emmy sniffs. “I love it. It's beautiful.” Emmy hugs Talon, careful of his arm, and softly cries happy tears.
“You're amazing, you know that?” I grin, my eyes watering a little.
This man who was so afraid of becoming a father, a man who has been through so much with his own, has ended up being one of the best dads anyone could ask for. He overcame his fears for our girl, and I can tell that he never regretted his change of heart since the moment he laid eyes on Melody. That moment changed us all in some way, for the better.
I’m so proud to call him mine, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him, our girl, and our kids.
Chapter 28
Emmy
My birthday is Friday, and I am actually pretty excited about it for once. After all the dates with each of my lovers, the weeks that followed have been pretty relaxing. Tyson and Oliver have been spending a lot of time at the clubhouse with their dad and the others. They’re preparing for a war, but with no idea when it will come. Since seeing that man who apparently looks like Dagger, the guys have been on high alert. As much as I enjoyed getting out and doing things with the others, it's been nice to just hang out at home with the knowledge that we have nothing to worry about here.
Harlow is set to come down and will arrive later today. I can't wait to spend time with her. I missed my batshit crazy, big sister. Harlow has been demanding baby pictures daily and we have been sticking to our weekly phone calls.
Tyson has told Harlow about my Dagger sightings, and said she prays the fucker has the balls to show his face while I’m out with her. She's been itching to put a bullet between his eyes for a while now but has waited, albeit not so patiently. She rules LA and its surroundings, but this is Canada, so it makes things a little more tricky; but for her, it’s not impossible.
Harlow did end up buying the strip club we went to for Charlie’s birthday last year, but instead of keeping it a strip club, or even turning it into one of her burlesque clubs, she decided to make it a regular nightclub. She doesn't like the idea of girls working in that industry under her name and not being able to be as involved like she is with the others.
She also told me the grand opening would be this weekend just in time for my birthday; making it a win-win for her to come now. She wants us all to come and enjoy a night out with her. This will be my first time going clubbing, same with the others, so this should be interesting.
Today is just another lazy Thursday. Talon and Ben are gaming while Charlie and I are just hanging out with Melody while doing some housework.
As I’m sweeping, the doorbell rings.
“I’ll get it!” I call out to the guys who are yelling at the TV from the basement. I can hear them aggressively pressing buttons on their controllers. I don't think they even heard the door. Rolling my eyes at them with a smile, I answer the door.
“Surprise!” The voice of one of my best friends in the whole world cheers.
“Felicity!” I squeal and launch myself at her. “What are you doing here?” I ask, taking a step back to get a good look at my beautiful bestie.
“Well, as you know, I’m leaving for Harvard next week; I have no idea when I’ll be back in the country, so I had to see my girls before I left. Also, I had to officially meet my niece. You know, now that she's not all covered in goo, while some crazy bitch is hunting us down.”
I snort a laugh at her comment. “Well I’m glad you came. I would have been pretty bummed if I didn't get to see you. It’s been months and I miss you.”
“I miss you too, boo.” She gives me a sad smile.
