Dex: Castle Ink #1

by Amy Davies

  “God, I fucking love you, Addison Cole, soon-to-be Castle.” His dick jerks inside of me. “Fuck, Addison Castle. Sounds fucking perfect.” His thrusts falter. His words rattle around my head.

  Did he just say what I think he said?

  His fingers find my clit and he rubs slow, hard circles, making my pussy tighten around him. He growls a painful growl, like he is trying to fend off his own climax until I find mine. Which, believe me, I am desperately searching for. I can’t help but push back on him. Feeling his dick go deeper and pulse inside of me excites me more. I feel my pussy gush with juices and Dex moans behind me again. The whole feeling of being with him makes my heart beat with absolute love and pleasure. To know that he is finally mine… can’t now be described with words. I am not even sure actions can show how much this means to me.

  “Dex!” I scream his name as my orgasm shoots through me, surprising me. One second I am enjoying the sensation, and then boom! Fireworks go off in my brain, sending streams of intense pleasure through every single nerve that runs through me. Dex’s slaps my arse and I yelp. His pace quickens as he chases his own orgasm. Skin hitting skin; our sweat mixing together. Our breathy moans filling the room. His hand tightens on my hip and he slams in one last time, his body goes rigid as he comes inside of me.

  “Fuuuuuuck,” he growls. I grip his hand that is so tight on my hip I am pretty bloody sure it will leave a bruise. His chest heaves behind me, touching my back with every inhale and I rub my thumb across the top of his hand. We stay quiet for a few minutes, taking in the connection flowing through us. Dex’s hand ever so slowly leaves my hip, and slides over my baby bump, my hand still on top of his. We feel our daughter move together and I can’t stop the sloppy smile that crosses my face. God, I feel like I am in some cheesy Hallmark baby film.

  “Perfect. Fucking perfect,” Dex says into my neck.

  “Yes, I was. Thank you very much.” Dex bursts out laughing and I can’t help but join him. His laugh does something to me. It’s deep and throaty; makes me twice as wet. Bloody pregnancy hormones. I move to lie on my back so I can see his handsome face. His perfect cheekbones, straight nose, perfect jaw. His eyes make you lose yourself. I lost myself years ago and I knew I would never find myself, until he found me. I raise my hand to his face, dragging my thumb across his bottom lip. His tongue slips out and licks the pad of my digit and I shiver. Dex smirks at me. Cheeky bastard knows what he does to me. Our eyes never stray, locking in words that don’t really need to be said but I know they will be.

  “So, we are doing this?” I ask, still touching his jaw. He huffs a small laugh and moves his hand on my belly.

  “Hell yeah we are. You have my baby in your belly and I was introduced to your friends as your boyfriend. Even though I feel I am too old for that title, but I will take it.” I laugh, but his earlier words come back into my head.

  “Speaking of title…” I quirk an eyebrow. “Addison Castle?” Dex lets out a little laugh and leans in to kiss my lips.

  “You caught that, yeah?” I nod my head. His face loses its smile and he looks at me with all seriousness, but with love in his eyes. “I meant it, Ads. I want to marry you, the sooner the better. I think we have wasted enough time, don’t you?”

  “We have. But I need to know, Dex.”

  “Know what?”

  I take a deep breath and answer him. “I need to know if you want this because of me, and not because of the baby. Don’t get pissed at me. I need to know, babe.” Dex goes up onto his elbow again, cupping my jaw, moving his thumb over my cheek. His eyes shine with love and adoration. For me I hope. He smiles down at me. God, say something. His silence is deafening. I start to squirm and feel uncomfortable. Me: Addison Cole, feeling uncomfortable. I have a load of tattoos over my body, which I need to add to. I don't ever feel like this. Only Dex can make me feel like this. Everyone else I just tell to ‘fuck off’. I am who I am and I will never change.

  “Baby, I was trying to get together with you before I found out about the baby. Of course I want this. Fuck, I have wanted this for years but I suppressed my feelings, like the twat I am.”

  “Captain Twat,” I snigger.

  “Exactly. Captain Twat. And fuck if I don’t own that name. Do you know why?” I shake my head. “Because you gave it to me. Babe, my heart, body and soul belongs to you. And if you ever tell the boys what I have just said, I will deny the shit out of it.” I start to laugh but Dex cuts my laughter off with his mouth. I touch my tongue to his and he groans into my mouth and I am all too bloody happy to soak in his pleasure. My body starts to tingle again, I squeeze my thighs together to try and ease the pulsing sensation.

  “My baby needs my cock again.” It isn’t a question. It is a statement; a true statement. He gives me his cock, over and over again through the night.

  Dexter Castle leaves his mark on my body and my heart. A mark I am all too happy to leave there.

  “We need to pick a name for the baby,” I tell Addy, as she helps Penny load the table up with food. I am forever telling her to sit her arse down but she never fucking listens to me. Today marks her thirty weeks of pregnancy. Penny is sitting in at twenty-five weeks and a few weeks ago, she and Liam found out they were also having a baby girl. They have already chosen a name, but Addy and me are still at loggerheads over a name for our mini Castle.

  I love seeing my girl and my best friend’s girl carrying our kids together. It’s something I have wanted but I had always pictured my future with Fiona. But a wise man once told me ‘Shit happens when you party naked. You can’t stop it, you have no control over it. You have to take each new day as it rolls in.’ I had just laughed at him at the time, because his advice was wacky as shit. He was getting a tattoo of a skeleton mermaid with the name ‘Doreen’ resting on the mermaid’s outstretched hand. That tattoo has always stuck with me because four days after I did the blokes tattoo, I lost Fiona.

  “Well, I have told you the names I like and you keep whining about them. So don’t blame me when our little girl is born and we have no name for her and we call her ‘baby’ for Lord knows how long,” she shoots back at me. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger and smirks at me. She re-coloured her hair last week. Gone was the two-tone hair I am used to her having. Now she is a blush-rose colour, Addy corrected me when I told her that her hair looked a reddy-brown. It suits her perfectly.

  “Baby, I have picked perfectly good names as well. But you being a stubborn woman refused every one of them,” I smart off.

  “Of course I did, they were bloody stupid names, Dex. For crying out loud. Who the hell names their daughter ‘Luna’? Can you imagine her being picked on in school - ‘Luna Castle’. Give me a break, Dex. Our daughter will have a pretty but bad arse name. Simple.” She turns around, fussing with the plates on the table.

  “I like ‘Luna’,” Jay chimes in. Addy huffs but doesn’t turn around.

  “Fucking typical. Side with your brother.”

  “What names do you like, Ads?” Liam asks her from the seat next to me.

  “I have a few that I like. But shithead over there doesn’t like any of them,” Addy replies as she turns back to face us.

  “We have to pick one that we both like. I am not settling on a name just because we can’t decide. We have 10 weeks, maybe less, so we need to get cracking. Plus, we need to sort the nursery out at my place.” I wink at her. She pokes her tongue out at me and crosses her arms, pouting. She still hasn’t moved back to BH, but she does sleep at my place a few times a week, it is a start but I fucking hate it. I had a run in with Lauren one day and she made a few threats.

  I was walking out of Addy’s bathroom to female voices. I pulled on a pair of running shorts once I dried off and I was running the towel over my head as I walked towards the girls. One I knew as Addy but I couldn’t place the other, until I saw her. Lauren. Addy’s new best friend. That woman had the mouth of a sailor and the attitude to match. But, in a way, I was glad because she was very protectiv
e of my girl. They are talking about going baby shopping, getting things for the nursery. Addy stops talking when she sees me. I wink at her and she licks her lips.

  “Nope. Turn around and put more clothes on, right now, Mr,” she tells me. I smirk at her and shake my head slowly.

  “Nope. It isn’t my fault that you can’t keep your hands to yourself. You are lucky I threw on the shorts, babe.”

  “She isn’t the lucky one, bud, because believe me, if you had walked out of the bathroom stark naked and forced me to see the goods, then you, Mr Castle, would be missing a few goods.” She air quotes the word ‘goods’. “In fact, give me an excuse to make some ‘goods’ disappear. I haven’t had a good cock and ball cutting session in a while. Just ask my sister’s ex-boyfriend.” She smiles sweetly at me and I shit you not my balls and my cock drew up into my body. This woman scares the ever loving fuck out of me. I think every man should be scared of her. I see Addy cover her mouth with her hand, trying to hide her smile from me. Little shit. But with me being the guy that I am, and the guy that almost most women love, I grip the ends of the towel and hook it around my neck, making my biceps bulge more. Addy’s eyes fill with lust as always. That girl could never not love my arms. She loves arm porn, as she says. I smirk at the two ladies standing in front of me.

  “The last thing on your mind would have been to cut off my cock and balls, Lauren. You would have been drooling and on your knees in a shot.” Addy gasps.

  “DEX!” I keep my eyes locked on Lauren. She cocks an eyebrow at me and holds my gaze. My smile falters a little when she steps towards me. Our eyes stay locked in a challenging way, each of us daring the other to look away first. She stops inches from me but I don’t get a chance to say anything. Her hand shoots out and she grips my dick in her hand, she squeezes just to make a point.

  “I get on my knees for one man, Mr Castle, and it is most certainly not you.” She adds another squeeze and my breath catches. “Now don’t get me wrong, my girl here is a lucky bitch, because even soft, I need two hands to cup you fully. So I can only imagine how much you like your ‘goods’. So treat her right and you will get to keep them and make more mini Castles.” She looks between us and adds, “But you both need to decide where the baby’s nursery will be, because it is shitty that you are living apart.” She winks and turns back to my girl. Effectively letting my dick and balls go. I watch as she kisses Addy on her cheeks and walks out of her apartment. I just stand there and watch her go. What the fuck just happened? Addy walks over to me with a big smile on her face.

  She pats my cheek. “You will get used to her.” With that, she walks into the kitchen.

  “DEX!” I hear my name being yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blink a few times and look towards Liam who is calling my name. Everyone is smiling at me.

  “What?” I ask casually. Like fuck if I will ever admit to being scared of Addy’s friend.

  “We were talking baby names and you zoned out, man. You okay?” I nod.

  “Yeah, I’m fine.” I look over to Addy. “Baby, you need to move home full time. This part-time shit is bollocks. It is time for you to come home.” With that, I get up and walk into the house. I need another drink. I have told her a shit load of times that I need her home with me. I asked her once if she didn’t feel comfortable living in the house that Fiona and I bought. She made it very clear that living in Fiona’s house didn’t bother her. She told me she would never expect me to cut Fiona’s memory out of my head. I just don’t get why she won’t move in with me.

  “Babe?” Addy’s voice comes from behind me. I brace my hands on the worktop and drop my head. Taking in a deep breath, I tell her how I feel.

  “Baby, it is killing me not having you with me at home. I fucking hate not going to bed with you every night. I fucking hate not going to sleep with you every night. I want to feel my daughter move, every time. But I know I miss out on loads when we are apart. I fucking hate it.” I try to control the pain in my voice. I feel her soft hand on my back. Her hand rests on my bicep.

  “Okay,” she whispers. My head whips around to face her.

  “Okay?”

  “Okay,” she says again.

  “Okay. As in ‘Okay, I will move back home with you, Dexter. The man in my life. The man who makes me come like no other man can.’ type of okay?” She smiles and nods her head.

  “Yes, Dex. The type of okay that says ‘I will move home with the man that can make me scream his name in orgasm like no man has before or ever will again.”

  I growl. “Don’t talk about you being with other fuckheads.” She rolls her eyes at me. “You are mine, Addison Castle.” I wink at her.

  “WHAT THE FUCK? Did I miss something?” Jay bellows from the doorway. Both our heads snap in his direction. Everyone comes barreling through the door after him. I pull Ads to me, her back to my chest. Everyone is staring at us like we have grown extra heads or something. Jay, Liam, Penny and the kids. Adrian, Claire and the kids are here too. Rachel stopped by but left when her phone rang, much to my brother’s annoyance. Things need to change between them, they have played that back and forth malarkey for months now, well, she has. Jay wants all in.

  “You didn’t miss anything little brother. Just trying on the name for when I ask Addy to marry me,” I state, loving the sound of her having my name.

  “Fuck, you scared me, fella. But I have to say, it does have a nice ring to it.” He winks at Addy. She chuckles in front of me and I tighten my arms around her. I love the feel of her against me. She fits just right. I kiss the side of her head and she leans into me more. I hold my girl and watch our friends talk in the kitchen. Connie and Knox come into the kitchen, pushing their way through the group of adults. Connie opens the fridge and digs around for her favourite drink. Knox stands there looking between Addy’s swollen belly and Penny’s. I can only imagine the thoughts running through his head.

  “So, how does this work?” he asks the room.

  “How does what work?” Penny asks back. Oh fuck. I know the next question coming out of the boy’s mouth. He is a curious little shit; always asking questions about everything and anything. He has a mind like his dad. Always has to know things.

  “Those things.” He points between the two pregnant chicks. “How did the babies get in there? Because come on, Mum, the babies are getting pretty big.” Penny’s face goes beet red and she looks towards Liam with a ‘help the fuck out’ look on her face. He just laughs at her and steps up to her side.

  “Dude, you are a tad young to know these things. Give it a few more years and I will tell you everything,” Liam explains.

  “I know,” Connie pipes in. Everyone snaps their heads in her direction. “When I went to a sleepover, I overheard Lydia’s sister saying that her friend got pregnant, even though she only had sex one time.” She shrugs her shoulders like she is talking about an everyday topic. Not about the fact that she knows that you have to have sex to get pregnant.

  “You-you know about sex?” Penny asks, whispering the word ‘sex’ like it is a taboo word. Connie shrugs again and takes a drink of her Fanta before she answers, leaving the question hanging in the air.

  “Weeeeelllll, not all of it. I am only ten you know. Come on, Knox, let’s go out back.” She walks off with Knox and the other kids in tow. Kids these days.

  “Well fuck me running. What the hell just happened?” Liam whines, leaning back against the kitchen units. Everyone chuckles at him. Addy steps away from me and walks over to him. She pats his chest and says.

  “Dude, it is only going to get worse the older she gets. And just you wait until girl number two arrives, you will have to do it aallllll over again,” she sings in a sweet voice.

  “Fuck no! My girls are gonna stay sweet and innocent. Besides, you two are having a girl, you are gonna be in the same boat as us,” Liam answers back. Thinking he had one up on my girl. But there is one thing I love about Addy, and that is that she can stand up for herself.

  “Ha, that
is fine, Li. Because our girl is gonna be bad arse. She is going to be kicking boys’ arses all over town when she is older. She will have a mouth like me and her dad’s attitude, so there.” She pokes her tongue out at him before walking back into my arms. I wrap them around her, holding her tight to me.

  I drop my hands as Addy turns to face our friends. My hands drop to her swollen belly, and I feel my daughter kick against my hands, like she knows it is me. My baby will be a bad arse just like her mum, and I wouldn’t want her any other way.

  I am fucking huge.

  I am a beached whale.

  I fucking hate being pregnant right now.

  My feet hurt. My back hurts. Bloody hell, everything hurts. Dex is being an overbearing twat. He is a controlling twat. I went shopping with Lauren and Penny three weeks ago, we bought a few things that I need for the nursery, plus a few things I will need after the baby is born. I came home to an empty apartment; we were only shopping for three fucking hours. Captain Twat decided that enough was enough and he moved me back home to Bell Harbour. To say I was pissed would be the understatement of the entire fucking year. I was livid. My body was buzzing with anger, even Lauren was impressed.

  So I, Addison Cole, refused all contact with one Dexter Castle for two days. He knew I was safe, but he didn’t know where I was. Lauren booked me into a spa getaway and it was bloody bliss. I was waxed to an inch of my life, being pregnant is no joke to a woman’s bikini line. I now have baby smooth skin and I smell like vanilla. Dex’s favourite.

  But back to the now. I am sat in the back of a taxi on my way to Castle Ink. Not seeing Dex in two days has put a dampener on my mood, I need my man. I have missed him, but he needs to know that he has to stop trying to control everything in my life. He went and told everyone that we were naming the baby ‘Primrose’. I soon put a stop to that. Don’t get me wrong it is a pretty name but not for our baby girl. I have two names that have stuck with me and I am hoping that Dex will like one of them.