Chapter 85 You are amazing, Sunshine
Unknown Person’s Pov
That’s her. I know it’s her. A year and a half, and I’d know her anywhere. I spent my whole sophomore year writing reports about her for him. Following her. Watching every move she made. Then I left school. So what is she doing here, in this club? He would never let her go. Never.
I watched her walk down the hallway with some guy and with Hex. That hall leads to the bedrooms. To Butcher’s office.
I moved through the crowd. People touched me, grabbed at me. I just smiled. My eyes stayed on that hallway, waiting. I needed to see her again. I had to be completely sure. I went to the bar. I started drinking the shots lined up there. One after another. I sat and I drank and I waited.
After the fourth one, the room got soft at the edges. I saw her then. I stood up. The floor wobbled under my feet. People around me were laughing. Giggling. I smiled too. The whole world was turning in a slow circle. Guess I was drunker than I meant to be.
I watched Beast hold her hand. That’s not right. It’s not right at all. Why is he holding her hand? He should be in the middle of everything happening here. He should be part of the fun.
Hex and the other man walked past me. Then Beast and her, they stopped right beside me. I could have reached out. I could have touched her. She was so pretty. Just like a picture. I always thought she was pretty. Maybe if I said hello, she would remember me.
I started to lean over. My hand almost touched her shoulder. But then Beast bent down. He said something into her ear. She turned to look at him. And she smiled. So pretty, pretty, pretty, Lia. Professor Carpenter would hate this. He would hate knowing she smiles at Beast. That she lets him hold her hand.
They walked away. I watched them until they left the clubhouse. I think I have to call the Professor. I think I still have his number. I hope it is the same number. Now, where did I put my phone?
Beast
We had a good time at Loretta’s. A real good time. I have never been on a date before. Not a real one. My life has been… different. Any girl who wanted me, that was it. But tonight, the four of us laughed. We talked. Owen told stories about Lia. I loved the one where she punched the basketball star. Hit him right where it hurts because he was bullying Owen. My little firecracker.
And the one she told. About rigging the votes for Prom Queen. “I made extra ballots,” she said, giggling. “I wrote Owen’s name on every single one. I was class president. My dad was the principal. We counted the votes together. They called the Prom King’s name, that basketball star. He looked so proud. Then they called Owen for Queen. His face! The King stomped out of the gym. So I danced with Owen. It was perfect.”
We ended up back at their house. Lia and I folded clothes. We packed them into a pink suitcase.
“I thought you said you do not like pink.”
“I do not. This is Joe’s suitcase. He left it. Owen had it in the closet.”
We packed what she wanted for tomorrow. The pink suitcase. A canvas bag stuffed with art things. A box of canvases. Her easel.
“For the rest,” I told her, “we will send some of the prospects over. They can box it all up. Owen and Hex can watch them. Let’s sleep now. Tomorrow is big. Do you have a toothbrush I can use?”
“I have a few. I use them for painting, mostly. But there are new ones.”
“You paint with a toothbrush?”
“Yes. They are good for stars. For snow. When I want to make a mess, splatter art, a toothbrush makes the best mess.”
“I believe you,” I said.
Ten minutes later, we were in bed. I wore nothing. She had on those little blue underwear. Silk. I left the bathroom light on. This time, I left the door open. So I could see her.
I started by touching her arm. Her back was against my chest. I was already hard from watching her get undressed. My fingers went up and down her hip. Down her thigh. Then my hand moved to her stomach. I could tell she was not breathing.
“You do not have to be nervous, Sunshine. You are… incredible.” I kept talking to her. Soft words. My hand moved over her stomach. My fingers traced every line, every mark there. Her breathing got faster. When my hand moved lower, when I cupped her over her underwear, she made a sound. A moan.
I touched her. She was so wet already.
“Mmm. So wet for me, baby. Let me show you. Let me show you how beautiful you are.”
I turned her onto her back. I moved my body between her legs. I started with her mouth. Kissing her. Her bottom lip is so full. Men have a name for lips like that. And I could not wait to feel them on me. I kissed down her jaw. Down her neck. I licked a line to her breasts. They are perfect. I do not understand how anyone could think otherwise. I took one nipple into my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue. My thumb rubbed the other one. Her gasps, her moans—I was losing control. I had to press into the mattress to stop myself.
I moved to her other breast. I bit down. Gently. She arched up off the bed. She moaned, loud. Oh. My girl likes a little pain with her pleasure. Good to know.
I took my time with her belly. I licked every scar. I kissed every one. I wanted her to know they mean nothing to me. Not like that. I moved lower. My teeth scraped over the word written on her skin. Mine. Like I was scraping it away. I will change that word soon. I flicked my tongue ring on. It started to vibrate.
I gave her one long lick. From her clit to her opening. Then I pushed my tongue inside her.
I tasted her. I took her with my mouth. I got up on my knees. I put her legs over my shoulders. I lifted her hips up into the air. Her shoulders stayed on the bed. And I fucked her with my tongue. I made it point and dove deep. I made it broad and filled her up. Her legs began to shake. Then she screamed. She came apart. I held onto her clit with my mouth. I flicked it fast, over and over. She kept screaming until her body went soft. I chuckled. I turned my tongue ring off.
“I am not done, sweetness. You taste so good, Lia. So fucking good. I am going to make you scream again. You ready for me, baby? I am going in raw, Lia. You are my girl now. Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she breathed out.
I spread her open. I pushed into her slowly. I know what I am. I am long. I am thick. I had to be careful. Especially with my piercing. She needed to get used to me.
She let out a little sound. A squeak. I grinned at her. Her eyes were so wide.
“Oh my God, Beast,” she said. Her voice was shaky. “I do not know if I can take all of you.”
“Shh. You can, baby. I am only halfway. God, you are perfect. You are holding me so tight. Just a little more.”
I pulled out a little. Then I pushed back in. Deeper. And she started to come again. Just from that. I was amazed. Her body clamped down on me. She moved her hips. She threw her head back and she yelled, “YES!”
Her wetness made everything slick. I slid the rest of the way in. I groaned. It was so smooth. So good. I pulled out and pushed back in. I sat up. I spread her legs wider. And I fucked her. Hard. My body slapped against hers. She loved it. She kept saying yes. Begging for more. I put her legs in the crook of my arms. I bent her in half. I slammed into her. She took all of me. Every part. I could not get enough. The way she held me… it was so damn good. I kept going. Over and over. Her nails scratched my arms. The pain made everything sweeter.
“That’s it, baby. Take all of me. Lia. This is heaven. You are mine. Do you hear me? You are all mine.” My voice was a growl.
I sat up again. I slipped out of her. She started to complain, but I flipped her over. Onto her hands and knees. I grabbed her hips. I shoved back into her. We both groaned. The sound filled the room. The sound of our skin meeting was like music. Her ass bounced. I could not help it. I smacked it. Once. Twice. She moaned at the contact. Seeing the pink mark my hand left, that was it. I reached around her. I rubbed her clit. She started to move. She fucked herself back on me. I stopped moving. I let her take control. I pinched that little bundle of nerves.
And she flew apart. Her release poured out over me. I grabbed her hips again. I slammed into her. Again. Again. Then I roared when I came. I know I should have pulled out. But I could not. Plus… I wanted to see it. I wanted to see my release leak out of her. I kept moving until I was empty. Then I helped her lie on her stomach. I spread her legs. I watched. I watched my release begin to seep from her. I smiled. I gathered it up with my fingers. I pushed it all back inside her. I kept my fingers there for a minute. Then I got up. I went to the bathroom.
I came back with a warm cloth. I cleaned her. I got a towel. I put it over the wet spot on the bed. Then I climbed in. I pulled her into my arms. I kissed the top of her head.
“You are amazing, Sunshine.”
She made a tired sound. A grunt. And I could not stop the smile on my face.