Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)

by Giana Darling

Nova didn’t seem like the kind of heathen to use sounds instead of words.

Axe-Man?” I squawked,

Axe-Man, what the fuck are you doing?” I demanded,

He shot me a dismissive glance and started the machine, pressing the buzzing gun to my skin.

I hissed at the tenderness on the thin skin, at the new knowledge that it was Axe-Man tattooing me and not Nova. That it was Axe-Man who’d put the final finish on my canvas of his artwork.

I bit my lip to stop the shudder that threatened to roll through me and then groaned a little when he palmed my opposite ass cheek and growled, “Be still, Mei.”

What are you doing?”

You don’t stay still, you won’t find out,” he warned in a harsh growl. Fuck, that was hot.

A little sigh escaped my parted lips, and I realized I was panting. Axe-Man cursed. “Fuck, this is turnin’ you on, isn’t it?”

When I didn’t answer other than to cant my hips up a little, he growled.

“I can smell how wet you are,” he told me darkly as he turned off the gun, placed it on the rolling table, and ...

He ran his knuckles along the underside of my ass and down one thigh, then back up the other, repeating the process until I shivered.

“I touch your pretty pussy, you gonna be wet from this?” he questioned casually as if he wasn’t torturing me.

From the pain or from the fact I was the one givin’ it to you?”

You,” I admitted.

Yeah,” he agreed on a long growl, finally sliding his knuckles into the narrow lane between my thighs and up into my wet pussy. “Jesus, soakin’ wet.”

He coated his knuckles in my slick, back and forth, before shocking me by smoothly sinking two fingers deep inside me. I whimpered at the stretch and th...

Stay still while I fuck you,” he reprimanded when I automatically started gyrating on his hand. “Sho...

I cursed as I pushed my ass back into him. “More, please.” “Greedy,” he accused, b...

Just two fingers fucking inside me while I lay prone on a tattoo chair, but I was alread...

Still,” he ordered, pressing down on opposite butt cheek from the new tattoo. “Or do...

A shiver ripped through me on a keening noise I maybe should have...

Yeah,” he agreed, and I pulled my face out of my arm just in time to watch him pull his tee over his head

Give me your hands, Rocky,” he ordered.

Soundlessly, I offered him my wrists and watched as he bound them securely in his tee under the chair back.

His grin was wicked when he tested them and realized I was pinned and at his mercy.

“I’m gonna play with your sweet cunt for a while,” he told me, almost conversationally. “Work you open so you can take my cock. Then I’m gonna use you to make myself come and when I do it, I’m gonn...

Yes,” I hissed. “I have an IUD, and I’m clean. I want to feel every inch of your n...

His groin was at my eye level as he slowly undid his belt, flicked open the button on his jeans, and slid down the zipper.

When he stepped forward to press himself to my face, I groaned as I breathed in his scent through the fabric and mouthed at the ridge of his dick.

As much as I’d like to come down your throat,” he told me as he pulled away and moved around behind me. “I need to feel your tight pussy around me.”

Fuck, you’re a vision,” he praised as he got on the big chair and straddled my legs, sliding his naked dick between my wet thighs. “Better than any fantasy.”

The praise was almost too much. I whimpered as he teased us both by sliding in the hot crevice of my pressed thighs and then yelped when he smoothly slid inside me on one strong thrust.

He held me by the hips as he fit himself inside me, careful not to disturb my freshly tattooed back, shoulder, and upper left butt cheek.

Love seein’ my ink on you,” he admitted on a groan as he tunneled in and out. “Love it way too fuckin’ much I got carried away puttin’ my mark on you.”

“I want whatever mark you want to give me,” I confessed as I pushed back with every thrust, mindless enough with pleasure to be honest. “With your tattoo gun, your teeth, your tongue,...

You’d even wear my cum with pride, wouldn’t you?” he taunted through gritted teeth, reaching beneath me to slap lightly at my pussy each time he ground deep inside me. “You w...

Fuck, yes, please, Henning.” “You might hate me when you see what I marked you as,”

But I don’t fuckin’ care. You got your teeth and claws in me, it’s only fair I got my ink on you. Even when I hate you, you’re mine.”

I came. So hard I screamed, my body convulsing in shock waves on the chair.

He adjusted his weight to thrust down into me, keeping me still as he chased his own climax. I was still breaking into smaller and smaller pieces when I felt him grow...

he came all over my right ass cheek and thigh. The hot splash of his seed felt like a baptism, like acceptance after years of praying for absolution.

And when he rubbed his big, rough palm over my cheek, smearing his cum into my skin, I was as close to bliss as I had ever been before. “My cum and ink look fuckin’ beautiful on you,”

“Don’t know what I’m doin’ with you,” he admitted, patting my cheeks until they jiggled. “But I can’t seem to fuckin’ stop. Lovin’ you feels like a curse, so why don’t I want it to end?”

Property of the Off-White Knight in the same small black, gothic writing of the tattoos love and loss on his knuckles.

You killed my wife, and you just threatened my woman,” I growled, pressin’ hard into the axe and the gun so he choked and spluttered, gone white with pain. “Tell me the reason you murdered Kate Kay and I might not blow your brains out right here on the side of the road.”

My breath got stuck in my throat as I suddenly understood the reason Mei’d balked before. Other than his wide brown eyes, he was a male version of my daughter.

Mei walked in as if she had a right to be involved in Fallen business ’cause it was my business and I was hers in a way I realized now I’d always be, it soothed the last of the violence inside me that had me frozen on the sidelines.

I’m gonna ask you some questions,”

And if I don’t like the answers, if I feel like you’re lyin’ to me, I’m gonna take a finger from you. And if I run outta fingers, I’m gonna start on your toes. If you’re stupid enough to keep it up, what do ya think? Maybe I’ll move on to your ears next and then your tongue.”