“Always.”
He smiled, exchanging the red for a violet. “You look so pretty all covered in my art.” Trailing his finger down her cleft, he slid two fingers inside, moving the candle a foot closer.
“Oooh…” she moaned.
He pumped faster as he drizzled the color.
Her breaths came in quick pants, and she tightened around his fingers.
“Come now.” He splashed the last bit of wax over her back.
Her body tensed and she cried out.
He removed his fingers, blew out the candle and set the candle on the wet washcloth.
“I’m going to paint your insides to match your back, Jo-Jo.” He eased into her body and slid home. Hard and leaking pre-cum, he pounded into her slick haven until he exploded, seeing stars beneath his lids.
* * * * *
The sounds of heavy boots caught Wanderer’s attention and he looked up. People would be shocked at how much paperwork he had to deal with. But when you wanted to have a legal front to hide your dirt under, a paper trail became a must-have. He set down the yellow sheet.
Snubs appeared in the doorway and nodded.
“You f
ind her?” Wanderer asked.
“Yeah.” Snubs stepped inside, shut the door behind him, and leaned against it with his arms a crossed over his chest. Snubs knew how to show his displeasure without saying a word.
Bastard. “And?”
“She’s not an old lady, but she let me know real quick my colors weren’t right.”
Wanderer frowned. This is how it had started out with Ellen. Good enough to date and fuck but not to officially claim. He shook his head. Shame twisted his guts. If I’d been a man, she’d be here in her rightful position of princess. The truth ate him from the inside out. It might be too late to come in and play Daddy, but he’d be damned if he stood by and let history repeat itself. “Did she give a name?” His hands curled into fists. He wanted this bastard checked out. If he didn’t like what he saw, he’d pay him a personal visit.
“No.” Snubs shook his head. “She was a firecracker though. Didn’t back down for a minute. I was shocked she even gave me her real name.”
Wanderer laughed. “Knowing who her mother is, are you that surprised?” He’d seen the pictures over the years and heard the stories. But nothing could replace one-on-one time.
“Not when you put it that way. Still, she moved to the ’burbs? How hardcore could she still be?”
“Plenty,” Wanderer muttered.
“I’ll take your word for it. That was always your territory.” Snubs did nothing to hide the anger he still felt about his pseudo sister’s departure. He knew all about Wanderer’s undercover with Stargazer and blamed him for not opening his trap and stepping up to the plate.
“You have something you want to say, Snubs?”
“Not shit. Always told you this shit would come back to haunt you and blow up in your face. Nothing buried stays underground forever.”
Chapter Six
Joey strode into the bridal store and scanned the large space for Juliette. Brightly colored bridesmaid dresses lined the front. A row of mirrors and a viewing area with raised platforms took up the far left portion, across from aisles and aisles of pure-white dresses. Her head swam. It was still hard to believe one of them was tying the knot, to the Lord of Mayhem, no less.
“Joey.”
She turned at the sound of her name and saw Juliette’s head appear from around a rack of dresses.
Juliette waved her over frantically.