The Tattoo Artist (La Petite Mort #1)

33. Chapter 33

thirty-three

Alexander

" A m I a virgin?" She asked me, looking at me with those pure and innocent bluish-gray eyes. How would she react when she knows the truth? That she was no longer pure. That the Devil himself corrupted her.I crashed my lips against hers, and she responded to the kiss. Her fingers threaded through my thick, dark hair and tugged on it gently. I groaned, slipping my tongue inside her mouth. "Alexander," she moaned, pulling away.

"Stop trying to distract me," she teased, smirking.

I stood up, running my fingers through my hair. Here goes nothing.

"No," I responded.

"I took your virginity," I swallowed hard. I scanned her face for any reaction. She stood up from the bed and started to pace around.

She shook her head. "I can't do this. I can't do this, Alexander. This is too much for me to handle," she admitted, rubbing her temples. Her headache was getting worse. There were too many thoughts and questions swirling through her head. Quinn didn't meet my eyes.

"You had a flashback. Your memories want to come back. It's only a matter of time, baby." She shook her head. I knew she was going to break my heart. Her head snapped up to look at me. Her eyes were red, and tears escaped her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Alexander, but I'm not her. I can't be her. I have no memories of us. I want to go home, please," she pleaded, big, fat tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Okay, I'll take you home," I added, hoping she'd allow me to take her home.

She nodded her head.

The bike came to a complete stop just down the street. Quinn got off, took off her helmet, and handed it to me. I grabbed her wrist, stopping her from running away. I opened my bike suit and pulled out a stack of letters. I handed her the bundle of letters. She took them from me, not realizing that in those letters, she held my life.

"When you're ready to remember. Please read them," I urged her, letting go of her wrist. She turned around and headed for her house. I watched her enter the key to unlock the door and close it behind her.

I watched her enter her room. She looked heartbroken, sad, and confused. She held the letters close to her chest as I watched her cry. I watched her for an hour until she finally fell asleep.

She wanted space, but I couldn't and wouldn't stop watching over her. No matter what happens between us, she will always be protected.

I loved her.

Always would.

She lived deep inside me and lit up the darkness in my soul. It was always supposed to be us. She didn't know it yet, but a part of her would always be inside me. "She loved us both, but I—I wanted her to love me more," I whispered to myself as I opened her balcony door and crept inside. My hands wrapped around her, pulling her close to me. I wanted to comfort her. She stirred in her sleep.

"Alexander," she whimpered, snuggling closer to me.

"Shhh, Princess. Sleep, butterfly. I love you," I mumbled against the back of her head, placing a kiss right before we both succumbed to the darkness.

"Fuck," I whispered before I pulled her bra down and released a breast. The feel of the cool night air caused her already hard nipple to harden more. It was an unusually cool April night, but that wasn't why her entire body shivered. It was knowing she was about to be with the one man who would give his own life for her—the one man who made her feel things no other person had ever made her feel.

I backed us up against the tree and placed my mouth over the sensitive peak of her breast, causing her to moan in pleasure.

"God, yes. Alex. I—I…"

I lifted my head and looked into her eyes, full of desire and lust. "I know, butterfly. I feel it, too."

And I wasn't lying; I felt it down to the very bone.Moving to the other breast, I pulled it out. Goddamn, the view in front of me was breathtaking. Her bra was lifting both her breasts,offering me a meal I was soon going to devour. With her body pressed against the tree, I worked on sucking each nipple back and forth, giving them equal pleasure.

"Please," she whimpered as my cock pressed against her causing her to buck against me. The friction was heavenly, but I wanted inside her.

"Fuck me, please. Alex," she begged, pulling me closer and wrapping her legs around my waist.

"Your first time isn't going to be against a tree," I stated, harsher than I intended. I wanted her first time to be special. I pulled us away, carrying her to where our blanket lay.I set her down and started to unbutton her jeans.

"I want to lick your pussy until you scream out my name, and the angels hear it echoing up in the sky."

Her hands trembled to undo my trousers. I slid her panties and jeans off, and before I knew it, she was completely bare and exposed. She gasped as the cool air hit her wet pussy. I undid my trousers and brought them down, leaving me in just my boxers.

She stared at the bulge and gulped. I watched her crawl her way over to me. Her hand reached inside my boxers, feeling my hot, hard erection. I hissed, feeling her small hand touch and caress my cock. Her finger ran down the pulsing vein until she reached the slit and spread the pre-cum all over the head of my cock.

Quinn pulled her hand out and licked her finger clean, tasting my cum. Now, it was my turn to swallow hard and groan.

Fuck!

Her hands hooked the band of my boxers and pulled them down, freeing my cock.It sprang free, hitting my stomach and causing her to gasp. I smirked at her reaction .

Her body trembled with anticipation, and the first swipe of my tongue through her folds had her sucking a breath of air. Her body was wound up so tightly that I needed her to cum first before anything else could happen.

I glanced up at her and smiled, watching her all flush and needy. I gently sucked her clit. One hand pushed her thigh even more as my other hand reached up to squeeze her breast, playing with her nipple.

"Oh God, Alexander. Please, please make me come," she pleaded.

She closed her eyes and moaned out my name. My mouth was back to devouring her, and I could feel her orgasm building. Quinn screamed out my name when I pushed two fingers inside her and sucked on her clit. Pumping them in and out, getting her nice and wet for my cock as she rode her orgasm.

I positioned myself over her, my cock sliding over the slickness of her cum. "Please," she whispered while she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer to her.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "Yes, I want you to be my first."

Smiling, I reached between us and positioned myself at her entrance. "And your last," I added, pushing the tip inside her. My heart jumped in my chest, and my breathing picked up. This was it—there was no going back. She was mine, and no one else would touch her.

The high from her orgasm only moments ago faded, and she let out a little yelp, feeling me slide another inch.

I stilled. "Are you okay?"

"Don't stop!" She demanded, digging her nails into my shoulders. I moved slowly at first. Pulling out, then slowly pushing back in. My mouth captured hers, kissing her, taking this as an opportunity to push myself all the way in.

"Oh GOD, you're big," she gasped. Her pussy was warm, silk, and tight as fuck. She gripped my cock, making it hard for me to move. I waited for her to adjust to my size.

She blinked rapidly and dug her nails even further into me, and I was sure she would draw blood. I stayed still and waited for her to get over the shock of it. I was big—bigger than the average man, but I was also thick. I could feel her muscles relaxing around me, allowing me the opportunity to pull out and push back in.

I tilted her head back towards me, and with a hand around her neck, I stared down at her eyes. "Tonight, I'm your God," I growled and rolled my hips, rubbing her clit with my pelvic bone until I had her begging for more. I'm her God tonight, but I'll always be her Devil— the Devil she brought to his knees.

"Alexander, harder. Ohhh, please, Alex."

"Good girl," I chuckled, biting her lower lip, then I did exactly what she wanted. Before I knew it, I was fucking her vigorously as she begged for more. Each 'harder' and 'faster' that came from her pretty swollen lips was met tenfold. She panted and wrapped her arms around my neck as I hitched her thigh up around my waist before I slowly pulled out and slammed back in.

"Mmm," she groaned. I fucked her fast and hard, both of us moaning in pleasure. When I reached under her ass and lifted her, I went deeper, hitting the spot that caused her to spiral out of control with an intense orgasm. She cried out my name as her body squeezed around me.

"Yes, Alexander. Oh God, yes. Yes, Alex!" She screamed.