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“What’s in that pretty head of yours, baby?” Ari said as he slid off the bed. I was about to answer…but something gold caught my eye.
On his dick.
“What the—” I leaned forward, sure my eyes were playing tricks. Was that a ring attached to the tip of cock? And not just a ring...the smooth gold of it really resembled a…
“Like my wedding ring?” he said proudly, swinging his dick around like a fucking helicopter. “Got it on our wedding night. Seemed fitting, don’t you think?” He thrusted his hips forward so I could get a better look.
“You have a wedding ring pierced through the tip of your cock,” I said slowly, because really, it wasn’t something you saw everyday. Or ever, actually.
“Yep. Now I've always got my ring with me. And judging by the way you were just screaming as I fucked your perfect little asshole…it feels good too. I got the “pleasure for her” ring, so I’ll have to leave a good review.”
I didn’t know whether I wanted to laugh, or jump him. Something about it was weirdly hot, even when he swung it around like an elephant’s trunk.
Still fascinated, and utterly bemused by what he’d done, I reached out and brushed my fingers across the smooth tip.
He groaned and thrust into my hand. “Fuck, baby. I need to feed you, and we aren’t going anywhere if you keep staring and touching my dick like it’s the fucking holy grail.”
I leaned forward and dragged my tongue along the pierced shaft. “I think I’ve decided that I’m hungry for something else,” I purred as I licked into his pierced slit. “I want to see if that ring feels as good down my throat.”
His whole body shivered and a smooth, sly grin crossed his beautiful lips.
“I have a better idea, sunshine. I think we both should eat.”
He flopped on the bed and within seconds had me straddling his face as his tongue fucked into me.
Well then, I thought, staring down at the pierced masterpiece in front of me, the gold of the wedding ring glinting in the sun streaming in from the window.
Time to feast.
* * *
Ari
She’d fallen asleep with me still inside her, and somehow she was still sleeping, even though I was fully hard…again. There was a blissed out expression on her face as I obsessively stared at her though, like she only felt complete like this too.
I was in heaven. This was how I always wanted it to be. Us together. Connected. Forever.
From the moment I’d laid eyes on Blake as a young boy, I’d known she was it. There was an unexplainable pull, an undeniable force that drew me to her. She was my very own kryptonite, and once I’d made that decision that I couldn’t live without her, I’d also made her the only person that could actually destroy me.
I couldn’t live without her.
And once I had that firmly established in my personal values, every step after that had been not only necessary…but the only step I could take.
I would have never let her go.
Leaving the Cobras midseason—yeah, that was never going to happen. When I made a commitment, I went all in.
Letting her divorce me? Also, never going to happen.
But I had needed a “come to Jesus” moment, where Blake realized she was just as in this as I was. That she couldn’t let go either.
And that…had required a little push.
So I’d hired an actress to pose as a divorce attorney, and I’d had a friend put together fake papers that had no legal validity. She could have signed those fucking things a million times and she still would have been married to me. If she had for some reason requested to take them to the courthouse herself…I had a plant in there too that would’ve pretended it was all real.
There’d been a million contingencies I’d had set up, but they all had one end goal…to get her back.
To help her to see that we were necessary to each other’s existence.
