Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
“I know,” he says. “I know what happened to you and Riv and Hazel; Brady and Rhett, too. I know, honey.”
“I was alone.”
“You’re not alone now,” Luca says. “You weren’t alone then, either. I just couldn’t get to you, Teagthat’s all. Hey, let me look at you. Let me see your face.”
I take a small step backward, wiping the tears from under my eyes before I meet his.
“There’s my girl,” he says, placing a hand on my cheek. “My pretty, perfect angel. Hi, baby.” He traces the lace neckline of my top with his fingertips. “I remember this one. You should have known you’d put that on and end up in front of me.”
“I found one of your hoodies in my bag the other day. I wore it for two days straight even though it was one hundred degrees outside, and Bone Saw spilled coffee on it on purpose.”
“Bone Saw?”
“The masked asshole stalking me,” I tell him. “But Luca it’s been so hard for me. You’re the only person you’re the only person in the world who cares about me.”
“Teagan, that’s not true, honey. Hey, can we sit down? My leg is kind of”
“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!”
“It’s okay, baby. I’m okay.”
But he stumbles a little when he sits back down on the bed, using his arm to brace himself first before turning over and moving so that his back is against the headboard and his legs are out straight in front of him.
“I have some nerve damage,” he says. “I had to stay in bed for a fucking month. It sucked ass.”
“I bet you were pissed,” I laugh.
“I was pissed. I was mad at him, too, Teag for leaving you like that. And then they put you girls in jail. I bet you were so scared.”
“Are you real?” I ask. “Like are you sure you’re really real? Because sometimes I see you like this, and we talk just like this, but you aren’t really there. I think I’m going crazy, and I’ve done things, Luca. Really fucking bad things, and I don’t think you’d like it.”
“Come over here, Teagan,” he says, patting the spot beside him. “What are you doing?”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
He shakes his head. “It doesn’t hurt, baby. It’s more like pins and needles sometimes. I barely notice it unless I’ve been on my feet for a while. And my dick works just fine, too, so don’t worry about that. Get over here.”
I slip off my boots before climbing further onto the bed and into his arms, and he leans in, kissing me softly on the lips. “See? That’s much better, isn’t it?”
“Luca ”
“I’m real, Teagan. We’re alive and we’re together, and I don’t care about anything you did. I love you. I mean it. I would have told you every day if I could, and then maybe you wouldn’t feel like this. Maybe your eyes wouldn’t look like this.”
But his are the samebeautiful, emerald green. Maybe a little sad, but still full of life like he wants me to be.
“This feels real, doesn’t it?” he asks, cupping my face in his hands. “You know thisweare different, baby.”
I nod before leaning in, burying my head in his neck, smelling his skin. When he wasn’t real, I couldn’t smell him. And maybe I could feel himthe warmth of a body next to mine, fingers in my hairbut it didn’t feel like this.
“I’m scared,” I whisper.
“What are you scared of? Huh?” He pulls me into his lap so that I’m facing him, my legs wrapped around his waist. I lose my breath when I feel him hard against me. “You feel so good in my arms, honey. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
“What if I lose you again? I don’t think I can survive it twice.”
“I would never, ever leave you, Teagan. I’ve never lied to you before, have I? I’d make it so that you never hurt again if I could. I’d take it all away.”
I shake my head. “No, you haven’t.”
But Declan has more than once. And he’s done things to me that he wanted to hurt.
“Don’t be scared,” Luca says, unlacing my top and letting it fall to the sides, leaving my chest bare and exposed in front of him. He leans in, trailing kisses down my neck, taking my breast in his hand, and then sucking the nipple into his mouth.
“Luca ” I moan, pushing my hands through his hair and rocking my hips against him while he teases the hard point with his tongue.
“I told you, babyI’ll love you until my heart stops. And it turns out I’m not that easy to kill.”
I reach for the bottom of his shirt and pull it over his head. My eyes settle on the ‘T’ etched into his tattooed chest and then the scar from the bullet hole in his shoulder. I run my fingers over it before my eyes drop to his abdomen, where there are two more exit wounds and what’s likely a surgical scar.
“Not very attractiveI know,” he says. “My tattoos are fucked. I can put my shirt back on if it bothers you.”
I place my hands on either side of his face. “It doesn’t bother me not like you think anyway. I just hate to think of you in pain. I wish I could have been there with you.”
“It’s okay, baby,” he says. “You kept me going whether you knew it or not. You’re the only person in the world who loves me, too, Teagan. You’ve put me back together more than once; I’ll put you back together, too.”
I smile a little, shaking my head while I blink back more tears.
“What?” Luca asks. “What’d I do now?”
“Nothing,” I tell him. “It’s just that the fake version of you told me almost the exact same thing once.”
“You know me,” he says. “I know you, too.”
Luca runs his hand over my chest and then around to the nape of my neck, bringing my mouth to his. I breathe him in as his lips engulf mine, parting my lips when his tongue begs for entrance. As his tongue twists with my own, both hands run down my back until he grips my hips, holding my body against his as he grinds the hard ridge of his dick into my pussy.
He pushes my skirt up around my waist and then slips his hand inside my thong, running his fingers through my smooth wetness before pushing them deep inside me, the palm of his hand rubbing against my clit as he moves them in and out. I gasp, digging my nails into his shoulders as my body shudders.
“Teagan,” he rasps, pulling his wet fingers out of me. “I need to be inside you, baby. Take this off; I want to see all of you.”
He takes off his shorts as I climb off the bed and remove the rest of my clothes, sliding my skirt and thong down to my ankles and kicking them off. When I look up, he’s watching me with hungry eyes, pumping the massive length of his cock in his hand, a bead of cum leaking from the tip.
And I want it. I want to taste it on my tongue. I climb onto the bed and kneel between his legs.
“Beautiful,” he says. “You’re fucking perfect.”
I take over, stroking the length of him before lowering my head, licking the cum from the tip before closing my lips around the head, sucking while taking as much of his perfect cock as I can into my mouth, watching his head fall back when I do.
“Oh, fuck,” he moans. His thigh muscles flex, and he threads his fingers through my hair while I lick and suck him. Just tasting him and watching him has the inside of my thighs soaked. “Fuck, Teagan.”
He thrusts up into me, and I gag a little before adjusting, looking up at him again with watery eyes. “That’s my girl,” he says, watching me take him deep into my throat before licking him all the way to the tip. He lifts me by my hair and it falls away from my mouth.
“I need your pussy, baby,” he says. “Come here.”
I climb back into his lap, hovering over him while he positions the head of his cock at my opening, and then slowly sink down onto him, until he’s buried to the hilt.
“Oh, fuck ” I cry out, gritting my teeth. A shiver runs up my spine before I roll my hips over him.
“That’s it,” he says, running his hands over my tits before moving down to my hips, gripping me tightly while he moves flat onto his back, forcing himself deeper inside me, eliciting a gasp. “Ride me, baby. Make yourself come on my dick.”
“You’re so big,” I tell him, breathless.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” he says, thrusting up into me. “Does that feel good, baby? You’re dripping all over me.”
“Yes ” I moan, rolling my hips over him.
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