by Amy Davies
“Oh, but you will, or I will have to start talking about the things your brother does with his tongue. My God, that—”
“STOP! Oh, God, for the love that is my innocent brain, please do not tell me what Dex does with his tongue when you are in bed, or any other location.” I place my hands over my ears. The girls burst out laughing. Penny chokes on her drink this time, and we laugh at her. She’s the sweet one of the group, then I am next, right behind her.
“I need more drinks if I’m going to tell you girls anything.” I wave the waitress over and tell her what to bring us. When she brings over our order, we all drink our shots. I take three more than the girls because I need the liquid courage to do this. I was never one to talk about my sex life—it should be a private matter between a couple—but I believe I can trust these girls. They don't ridicule me and say nasty shit, like Tim’s friends used to. He never stopped the things they would say to me. He would always pass it off as friendly banter.
It wasn’t banter, it fucking hurt.
Oooooh, the alcohol is taking now. I’m swearing.
“Okay, ask me and I’ll tell you. I have no clue where to start,” I mutter.
“How big?” Lauren asks, winking.
“Too fucking big. God, that beast stretched me to high heaven.” I chuckle. The girls giggle.
“I bet he plows right through you. I can only imagine the power that man has when he is in bed,” Addy says. I shake my head at her.
“Do not let my brother hear you say that. He would bang the hell out of you just to prove a point,” I laugh.
“Exactly.” She wiggles her eyebrows at me.
“Ewww. No, don’t want to hear it.” I point to Cassie. “Don’t even think about it.”
“What? I wasn’t going to say a thing. I wasn’t going to say that Jay can fuck me into next week, or mention the way his fingers hit the right spot, making me soak his hand with—”
“Shh. Bloody hell, I need to go to the loo. Be right back.” I stand, slightly wobbly, and all the girls laugh at me.
“Bitches. All of you.” I flip them the bird and walk away, well, at least I think I walk. I could be wobbling. The shots have really hit my system now. I don’t drink often, so it doesn’t take much to affect me. The room spins, and I reach for the wall and take a deep breath. Okay, now is the time to slow my drinking down or stop all together.
I make it to the toilets and stumble into the room before pushing the cubicle door open. I empty my bladder and take a few deep breaths. In through my nose, out through my mouth. God, I feel like a disco ball, spinning round and round. I need to sit until my head stops spinning, or at least until I’m able to stand without wobbling. After I finish, I wipe and flush, then adjust my dress. Going to the sink, I brace my hands on the edge and take in a much-needed breath. This shit has affected me more than I thought. My stomach churns. Oh, God, I’m going to be sick.
Chapter 18
Luke
Carter is in bed, so me and the boys are playing Fortnite on the Xbox. This game is fucking addictive. Carter introduced me to it after someone at school talked to him about it. Dex and Jay are loving it as much as me.
“Oh, you fucker. He almost shot me. Where the hell is he?” Jay bitches at the screen. He moves around like he can actually see around the trees and over the mountains. I laugh at him and get up from my seat. I go into the kitchen and grab each of us a drink. When I return to the living room, Dex is sitting back watching Jay play. I can only guess he’s been eliminated. I hand Dex his drink and put Jay’s on the table in front of him. We watch for a few more minutes until he almost yells the roof off.
“Fuck that shit. I shot at him. How the hell did he get the kill shot on me? Fucking game.”
“How old are you?” I joke.
“Piss off. You get pissed as much as me.” He is right: I do. The air shifts in the room and I see the brothers looking at me. Yeah, I knew this was coming.
“I know we’ve had a similar talk before, but we want to make sure you are one-hundred percent all in with Ivy. She’s our baby sister and we missed so much of her life. We want her with us for the rest of our lives, so if things go south with you guys, it’s you that goes, Luke. I won’t have our sister being uncomfortable around you, or Castle Ink.”
I sit forward so that my arse is on the edge of the seat. “I love her, boys. More than anything. Her and Carter mean the world to me. You might as well get used to seeing me, because I’m not going any-fucking-where,” I tell them in a very dominating voice. I love these boys like they’re my blood, but I need to show them that I am here to stay.
“You sure?” Jay asks.
“Fuck yeah.”
“Well, alright then, fucker. You can stay, I guess. You’re kinda a good tattooist,” Dex jokes. Bastard. But his face gets serious again. “But hurt her, Luke, and you know what will happen.” I nod.
“I know, and I don’t plan on it. I mean it.”
“Okay, enough of this heavy shit. I need to redeem myself with the stupid-arse game,” Jay says while loading up another game of Fortnite.
“If the game is shit, then why are you playing it?” I ask. He flips me off and carries on loading the game.
Dex’s phone dings, and he chuckles. He types back, just as another ding comes from his phone.
“Fuck,” he mutters, and adjusts his dick in his jeans.
“Dude, really?” I ask, nodding my head in the direction of his crotch.
“My girl is pissed as fuck and horny, according to this picture she just sent me. I’m getting me some wild, drunk sex tonight,” he says, rubbing his hands together and smirking. Damn, is Peaches as drunk as Addy?
“What about Ivy? How drunk is she?” I wiggle my eyebrows.
“I am not continuing this conversation. I don’t want to talk of you and my baby sister. That is just fucking wrong, man.” I laugh and smirk at him.
“Cassie is pissed as a fart. I need to go and pick them up. Be back in a bit,” Jay says, standing and walking out the door, shaking his head at the phone in his hand. Yeah, he’s going to have a laugh getting our girls home. God help him.
“I need to ask something before the piss-heads come home. I know that you say you love my sister, and you love Carter, but they have been through enough shit in their lives, and all I ask is that if you’ve had enough, that you leave—a clean break. Just pack your shit and go. I mean it, Luke. I know I haven’t had her in my life long, but she means the world to me, just as much as Jay, Addy, and Phoebe,” he asserts.
I nod in understanding. “I get it. But it won’t happen.”
“How bad do you think they are?” I ask, while reaching for the game controller.
“Addy is horny as fuck, so that’s good for me. She didn’t say how the rest of the girls were, only Penny.”
“How bad is Penny?”
“Let’s say that Liam will not be getting his leg over tonight, unless it’s to boot her out of bed because she’s spewing all the alcohol back up.” I grimace at the thought of Peaches puking all night.
“He is gonna be pissed as fuck.” We laugh and continue to play the game.
Forty-minutes later, we hear the car pull into the driveway. I can hear the girls before the car engine is switched off.
Dex looks at me and I see the glimmer of excitement in his eyes. Yeah, he’s getting very drunk sex tonight. And if the drunk girls I have been with in the past are anything to go by, she’ll be up for anything. Dex stands and makes his way over to the front door, and I turn the console off before following him.
I see Jay standing by the car, bent over at the waist, laughing his arse off, while Ivy’s on top of Cassie, licking her face like a dog. My dick twitches in my jeans with the girl-on-girl action in the front garden. Addy is screaming at them but laughing at the same time.
“Ivy is getting her some. Yeah, baby.” I laugh and make my way over to them. Dex is holding Addy around her waist, her back to his chest. Her skirt is almost up over her hips,
flashing the neighbours.
“Peaches, what are you doing, baby?” Ivy stops and turns her head to face me but stays on top of Cassie.
“She told me I was in heat like a dog, soooo I’m licking her face like a dog, ‘cause she’s a dog goomer, Beast, a dog goomer.”
I laugh and walk closer to the girls on the grass.
“Baby, you’re flashing Jay your knickers. I don’t think your brother wants to see what’s mine. Or the neighbours, for that matter,” I tell her, failing to keep the smile off my face. While still remaining on top of Cassie, she turns and looks over her shoulder at her brother, then down to her arse that is hanging out of her dress.
“He’s seen the arse before, ‘cause he has the same arse. It’s a Castle arse,” she slurs again. She shrugs her shoulders before going back to lick a laughing Cassie. I step forward, wrap my arms around her waist and lift her off Cass. I lift her easily because she weighs next to nothing.
Cassie giggles loudly and shouts, “Bye-bye, puppy. I will love you for always, not just for Christmas.” The girls burst into a fit of giggles. Jay shakes his head, laughing, before he steps over to pick a hysterical Cassie up off the floor. “Awwww, it’s my Captain Awesome. Take me home or lose me forever, Cap,” she slurs out.
“Yeah, Kitten, like you could live without me.”
“You can’t liiiiive, if living is without me,” Cassie starts singing at top of her lungs. “You can’t liiiiive at all without me, ‘cause you fucking love me way too much, Cap. Now take me home and show me the money!” Cassie jerks her hips towards Jay, and he laughs at her. He bends at the waist and picks her up, flinging her over his shoulder.
“And we are out as well. Thank fuck Phoebe is staying with Adrian and Claire tonight, because this one,” Dex pulls Addy tighter against him, “will be screaming my name like a banshee tonight. We’re out, fuckers, and ladies.”
“Hey, who are you calling a ladder. I’m no lad—lady. I’m a Castle. I need to change my name.” Ivy straightens up in front of me, trying to act sober.
“Yeah, you do, babe, but it won’t be Castle. Come on. Let’s get you into bed. You’re going to be hungover to shit in the morning.” I laugh and drag her into the house, waving to Dex and Addy as they drive away.
“Bed sounds good, if you’re naked next to me. Are you going to dunk your soldier into my egg, Beast?” I burst out laughing as Ivy drunkenly bites her lip.
“Oh, Ivy, let me put my hotdog in your bun, my jam in your doughnut,” I tell her though the fits of laughter between us. I manage to hold her to me while I lock the front door, then I pick her up bridal style and walk up the stairs.
Peaches wraps her arms around my neck and says, “You can stick your sausage in my anything, anything you want. I wanna scream like a batshee too, Beast.”
“That was the most seggxiest thing you have ever said, baby.” I walk into the bedroom and sit her on the edge of the bed. I drop to my knees and take off the sexy boots she’s wearing, before gripping the hem of her dress and slowly lifting it off her body. I drop the dress next to the bed and reach behind her to unclasp her black lace bra. She can sleep in her knickers tonight. My eyes catch her glazed over ones, but she’s staring right at me, like she’s looking for something but the alcohol is hindering the search.
“You okay?” I ask her in a gentle voice.
She nods and whispers, “Yeah.”
“You sure?” I ask again.
“Thank you for being you. Don’t change.” It’s like all of a sudden she’s sober. I smile at her and lean in for a kiss. She tastes like a mixture of flavours; I can tell cocktails were the drink of the night. I know she’s going to be hungover, so she needs a pint of water and some painkillers.
I help her to lay down. “Stay awake. Let me grab you some water and some painkillers. Believe me, they will help in the morning.” I see her head nod, so I leave her and go to the bathroom to get what I need. I walk back into the room and hear soft snores. I shake my head and walk over to her.
I set the glass of water on the bedside table and nudge her shoulder, trying to wake her up gently. “Baby, you need to wake up and take these.”
“Five more minutes, Mum,” she mutters.
“Peaches, come on, baby, you need to take these. They’ll help.” This time she drags her upper body up from the bed, just long enough to take the painkillers and drink most of the water.
I let her fall back to the bed and move the empty bin closer to her, just in case she decides to throw up in the night. I strip down to my boxers and climb into the bed behind her.
*****
The sun beats down on my naked body as my girl sucks my dick. I moan as she takes me deeper. My stomach muscles clench in desire. God, her mouth is fucking perfect. It isn’t like my girl to suck me off out in the open. People are walking past but not looking our way. Strange.
“Yeah, take it.”
“Oh, I will. You like me sucking your cock, baby?” I nod, words lost in my throat. Oh, God.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The alarm brings me from my dream, but the sensation stays with me. Fuck, I’m going to come. I haven’t had a wet dream in years. I moan but a giggle makes me snap out of my sleepy, almost climatic, state. I lift the blanket covering my body and see the beautiful head of my girl, with my cock buried deep in her mouth. I swear she is swallowing me whole. Thank fuck for no gag reflex.
“Oh, shit, Peaches. Yeah, baby. Swallow. Again.” I grind out the last word. The head of my cock is down her throat, and her swallowing makes her throat tighten around me. “Fuuuuuck.”
Her head bobs up and down, her wet, warm mouth taking me all the way each time. Slurping sounds come from her. She has my dick well and truly wet.
“Get your arse up here. I need to taste you, baby. I need my peach juice on my tongue.” Ivy lifts her gaze to mine and shakes her head, denying me a taste.
Yeah, not happening, woman.
I try to push away the tingling sensation traveling up my spine, and sit up, gripping my girl under her arms and pulling her up my body. I shift her position and she lets out a giggle. She’s now positioned over my body, her mouth filled with my cock again, and her pussy is right in my face. Her aroused scent is filling my senses. I bury my nose in her pussy and take deep breath, savouring her scent.
“Damn, baby, sucking me off turns you on big time.” She mumbles words I can’t understand.
It’s a new cock-in-mouth language.
I slap her peachy arse, and she lets out a loud yelp, before moaning. I slap her again, and she gushes more juices out of her already soaking wet core. She’s all shining and swollen from being turned on so much from giving me a fucking epic morning blowjob. I run my tongue up her glistening slit, starting at her clit and stopping at the place my dick so desperately wants to be. I stick my tongue in and let the flavors soak into my taste buds.
“Oh, God, Beast. Yessss,” she hisses. I spear my tongue into her at a fast pace. I reach my hand around and press my thumb to her clit, while still fucking her with my tongue. She’s sucking my cock like a fucking pornstar, taking big gulps of air when I hit that perfect spot.
I feel her hand grip my balls, making me jump. I adjust my arms—how the fuck I manage it, I have no clue. Bastard big shoulders, maybe—keeping my thumb on her clit but using the other hand to toy with her arse. She moans when I add pressure but don’t enter her.
Yet!
“You like that, baby?”
“Mmmm, mmm,” comes from her cock-filled mouth. Tiny fingers press against the sensitive part between my balls and my arsehole, and I shoot off in her mouth without a second thought. My head clearly wasn’t going at the same pace as my body.
“Fuck,” I growl. I try to catch my breath and make sure my girl comes over my face. A few more circles and she splinters all over my fingers and face. I slowly bring her back down to Earth with slow movements of my fingers, drawing out every ounce of her orgasm. Our breathing is ragged, and neither of us make any
attempt to move.
“Morning,” I say, kissing the inside of her juicy thigh.
“Morning, Beast.” Her head is resting on top of my leg, and I believe she is more than happy to stay there.
Chapter 19
Ivy
You know when you are loving life? You have everything you could ever want, but you also have that little voice in your head telling you the show will drop soon, or a huge bomb will go off and ruin everything. I’m sitting here in Castle Ink, having that feeling.
Things with Luke have been amazing these past few weeks. He even talked about Carter and me moving in with him. His house is bigger than mine, plus, Carter loves his garden. It has given me something to think about. I know how he feels about me—about us. But the words haven’t been spoken yet. I know I love Luke Baker, and I need to tell him. I need to pull up my big-girl knickers and just tell him.
All three boys are busy with clients, and we have two clients waiting. I’m looking over some of the designs Cleo sent over. She’s looking forward to starting with us soon. I think it will be good for her to be here with us.
The hair on the back of my neck stands on end, and not in the good way. I feel like someone is watching me. I glance up to the waiting clients but see they are both looking at their phones. I look out the window, and I can’t stop the scream that leaves my throat. My body trembles as he stands there looking at me, smirking. He knows what he’s doing to me; he did it for so long. My vision gets blurry as tears fill my eyes. I don’t stop them, there’s no point.
“Ivy.” I hear my name being yelled, but I can’t seem to take my eyes off the man who ruined my life; the man who took pleasure in beating and belittling me. He made me feel so small and insignificant.
“IVY!” My body shakes a little and I blink, trying to force my eyes away from Tim, who is still standing across the road. I lift my hand shakily and point to him.
“Tim,” I whisper. Our gazes are locked, and he smiles at me. He doesn’t seem scared that my brothers will go over to him.