Watercolor Girl

27

Lev

When I walked in Evie was picking at her staples which she tried to play off as something else.

“Evie if you pull out a single one of those staples I’ll put a guard on you 24/7 to tell on you every time you touch them.”

“They’re annoying.”

“I know but that’s life. Leave them be.”

“As you wish, Alpha.”

“Ouch. Come shower with me?” She was up and in my arms in half a second with her tongue in my mouth. I carried her to our absolutely unnecessarily massive room, she was peeling my clothes off before I could even get the door shut and locked. All of the big stuff had been moved already so our bed was here and I dropped her onto it. Pulling her shorts off gently so I didn’t catch any of her staples. I found the railroad tracks down her leg somewhat sexy, a testament of sorts to the bada** she is. I grabbed her ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed before dropping to my knees and kissing the inside of her thigh gently. Moving up slowly and kissing along the seems of her panties then slowly up to her round little belly. I loved her stomach. It was feminine and cute, her curves were to die for. I pushed her shirt up as I kissed higher, eventually exposing her breasts. Evie didn’t have particularly large breasts which I think I had preferred before her but she had by far the most perfect chest I’d ever seen. They were round and incredibly perky. She often didn’t wear a bra, which made me simultaneously horny, and jealous occasionally if I happened to notice other people noticing. I took one of her n*****s into my mouth, drawing circles around the other with my thumb. She responded to my touch, little moans forming at her lips and goosebumps rising under my fingertips. She pulled her shirt over her head, her fingers finding their way through my hair sending heart through my entire body. I made my way back down her belly, to her panties which I proceeded to carefully remove, again, avoiding then catching on her staples. I ran my hand gently over her thigh, feeling the cold metal ripples as I kissed and nipped at the inside of her thigh. Her quiet moans encouraging more. I started to run my fingertips over her slit, barely touching her, her hips flexed and I pulled my fingers away. Letting her settle before repeating the action. More soft little moans escape her mouth. I spread her lips and ran my tongue in circles around her little pink heart. I had no experience sexually before Evie, but as I had spent more time with her physically I’d learned she preferred c******l stimulation over penetration.

“do you like being teased little warrior?”

“Very much.” I started to flick gently at her cl*t with my tongue, she pressed her hips to me, but i pushed her hips back down. Taking my time, and making her wait. Running my tongue over her slowly, relishing in her soft little moans and quick little muscle tenses. I ran my tongue along her slit before gently taking her heart between my teeth and massaging it with my tongue. Her body arched her hand came down her fingers twisting in my hair, slightly louder moans filling the air I continued sucking and rubbing her with my tongue, little quivers running over her body. I moaned running my tongue back over her and tasting her sweet moisture.

“Can I come?” She’d picked up the habit of asking me if she could and it made me absolutely ravenous.

“Mmm not yet, I’m not done.” I pushed my tongue into her, wanting to taste her before moving back to her heart and starting to suck again.

“Please can I come, Lev. Please.”

“I love when you beg me for it.”

“Please finish me, Lev, please can I come.”

“Mmm come for me Evie, let me taste your release.” Her body tensed, and her back arched, I held her thighs open as I continued to suck on her throbbing c**t. She never vocalized when she climaxed, occasionally she would growl softly, but it was usually the sensitivity of her cl*t that told me she had finished, I held her thighs spread as I licked her wet center, determined to not miss a drop of her orgasm. She pulled my face to hers, her tongue searching the inside of my mouth. I gave her a few minutes to gather herself back from her climax before pulling pulling my arms around her and lifting her to my body.

“From behind, Evie?” I whispered in her ear, biting gently at her ear lobe, she nodded, turning herself so her back was to my chest, it made me smile, it always took her a while after she’d come to be able to use her words again, if she tried she would sputter out only fragments of words she was trying to piece together. I wrapped my arms around, inhaling her scent from her neck. I ran my hands along her stomach, her breasts, and down between her legs. She was still sensitive, but receptive to my touch when my fingers found her button and started to gently rub small circles on it. Kissing her neck and shoulder, feeling her press onto my fingers, her bottom pressing against my erection a little bit more firmly every time she arched against my circling fingers.

“Come for me again, Evie.” I whispered in her ear, she quickly complied. Breathing heavily and resting her head back on chest when she’d finished.

“My turn?” She nodded again, I slid back off the bed and shed the remainder of my clothes, she had crawled forward, offering me to take her from behind. I ran my tip along her wet lips before pushing into her. Her breath catching as I filled her. Her tattooed body stretched out in front of me, her round a**, the zipper her staples formed on her thigh. I thrust into her, watching her back arch, I grabbed her hips, pulling her back to me as I thrust into her. Watching the slight bounce of her round little a** when our bodies collided. I thrust harder, moaning as I felt my own release coming, she was so tight around me, her heat radiating through my body.

“You’re gonna make me come.”

“Fill me, I wanna feel you come inside me.” Her whisper was breathy and sexy, I did exactly as she’d asked, and filled her, my little warrior goddess had no trouble at all bringing me to my knees. I rolled down onto my back, trying to collect my thoughts, Evie’s mouth found my still erect member, and I watched her swallow it. My hand moving to brush her hair back so I could watch her. I loved when she wanted to taste herself, and she knew that I loved it. When she had satisfied herself of that. She kissed my stomach and laid down beside me.

“Evie?” I whispered into her ear.

“Hm?”

“Will you play with yourself for me?” I had never asked that of her, and she seemed mildly embarrassed.

“I don’t… I don’t really know how. I’ve never - played with myself.”

“Never?”

“No. You’d never had an orgasm before?”

“No. I don’t think I’d ever been really turned on before. s*x wasn’t. Before you, it wasn’t about pleasure. It was just about, breeding.” She paused. Thinking for a minute. “I had been sexually experienced, but I was not, sexually experienced.”

“I think your perfect, fierce warrior.”

“Did you play with yourself often before me.”

“Um, yeah. Yeah I did.”

“Is that why you have a movie theater sized T.V.?”

“I neither confirm nor deny that allegation.” Evie laughed. But honestly, she’d hit the nail on the head there. I watched a metric button of porn before I had found her. “I had to satiate my drive somehow.”

“I’m not holding it against you, my love. Not at all, But also, what makes the prospect of watching someone play with themselves appealing?”

“I’m still trying to figure you out, little one, and all the different things that you enjoy.”

“I’m really not sure you’ve ever done anything I didn’t enjoy.” I snickered and smirked at her. She pushed my face away. “Stop looking at me!” I laughed, kissing her cheek.

“Shower?”

“Yes!” She was up before me, and had the shower going. When I finally dragged myself in she was already in the water, her face in the actual water stream, her long hair plastered to her body, the zipper up her leg facing the exit of the shower her hands clasped together in front of her chest, but from what I could see it was an off kilter view of her side and back. She turned and looked at me, I pointed my phone at her, waiting for a yes or a no, she smiled, so I took a picture, because there were some moments she was so beautiful I didn’t want to forget them. When I looked at the picture she’d closed her eyes.

“Don’t close your eyes, Evie.” I took another one, her smile was different in this one, just a bit softer and maybe slightly more genuine. I liked it better then the first, but I kept them both. Putting my phone down on the counter I stepped into the shower with her. “I think your eyes are stunning, Little one.” I kissed her shoulder, and started dumping shampoo in her hair, when she rinsed it I watched the soap run down her body, until the water was clear, grabbing her and lifting her up, she reactively wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Nothing about you is watercolor, Evie, nothing. If I could implant a camera in my mind to record every single moment and second I spend with you just so I could remember them all I would. There isn’t a single second I would wash away and forget. None of the times I’ve been angry with you, or you with me, not the moments when you’re being defensive and short, I would keep them all.” I put one of her hands on my chest, pressing her palm flat over my heart, her hand partially covered the tattoo of her likeness. “Every single second. Like handprints in wet cement, not watercolor.” When I looked at her face she was crying, I pressed my forehead to hers, she hugged me tighter, letting the walls of her emotional fortress that protected all the things Evie refused to leave open to the world fall for just a few minutes, her stark vulnerabilities, her overwhelming insecurities laid out like a shrine to all the ways she felt she was a disappointment or a failure. The stone statue she was on the outside protecting the very afraid and diffident woman that existed within that. I loved her, I loved her fiercely, my heart broke, but I loved her just the same.

Rea

“For wolves you two are incredibly respectful of sounds that carry.” I was pushing furniture around the living room that now seemed too big for what we had. My room was now opposite theirs, offering much more privacy to them when they needed it. My room was bigger then my whole house off the compound. The bathroom was the size of my loft. Evie flushed a bit and Lev smirked bearing his teeth somewhat. “I don’t know what I’m gonna fill this place with. It’s just too big.”

“Oh yeah, by the way we officially have a beta, a mated beta at that.” Lev accentuated the word mated I think more for me then he did for Evie, he’d been doing his best to figure out who would serve the position best but wanted to ensure their mate would be able to pick up the duties that Evie would never be ideal for. Ceremony planning, welcoming parties, affairs that required social graces rarely found in warriors such as she was. I clapped feeling myself light up,

“Who?!?”

“Patrick and his mate Kyrie. He accepted just before I left to come home.”

“Oh I like Kyrie. She’s sweet. She was so good with the pups when they came in.”

“Also, interesting, one of the Snow Claws sparked with one of the unmated wolves who came in with that group. It’s causing drama. She’s adamant she stay and pledge to Solstice, he wants to bring her back to Canada and live up there.”

“That’s a tough one. Somehow I feel like she’ll win the battle though. I’ve yet to see fate bonds where the girl doesn’t absolutely wrap the guys aground their finger.” I made a sarcastic face at Lev who laughed.

“I have no idea what you could possible mean by that, Rea.” Evie chimed in. Lev was watching Evie make herself a coffee. She had taken to brewing large batches and keeping them in the refrigerator, freezing coffee ice cubes, and drinking massive cups of liquid caffein with no dilution at all. The way Lev would watch her always warmed my heart.

“What can I help with, mama Rea.”

“You can set some type of date to marry that one. That would help.”

“Evie, wanna elope in 30?”

“Yes.” He looked at me and shrugged.

“You free in 30?”

“Lev Riley I swear,” I said throwing a roll of paper towels at him. You can elope but I will take that wolf out and get her a dress for it so she’s not wearing ripped jeans and a hoodie.”

“She’s pretty regardless Rea. I don’t care what she wears.”

“I don’t care what I wear.”

“I CARE!!”

“Tomorrow?”

“I’m free.”

“You two will quite literally be the death of me. Evie, we’re going back to the mall. Lev, I’m taking your truck.” He shrugged, pointing to the keys hanging on the key rack.

“That means I have to stay here all by myself?” He whined at me.

“You have a tv to keep you company.” Evie chirped.

“That’s not fair.” Lev smirked, walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, mumbling something to her I wasn’t sad I couldn’t hear considering how she tensed up and a red flush came over her cheeks.

“She has a phone you can text.”

“I’ll be lonelyyyyy”. He howled.

“Don’t you have alpha sh*t to do?”

“Yeah I actually do. Nothing incredibly pressing, but once Evie’s staples come out we’ll be busy, so I guess it would benefit me to get some of it done.” They had planned to have the staples removed in the morning and then go out to the shed they’d found the wolves in. Lev was adamant she not go out until they were removed, she was frustrated because all the scents would be gone.

“And Monday is, that day? Right?”

“Right. Have you served him?”

“No.”

“Evie should do it.”

“What?!” Evie piped up again.

“For all the power he wanted over you, I think it would be the most fabulous slap in the face for his execution sentence to be served by you, and his brother he spent years torturing. Even if you choose not to attend the actual execution, I think it would be good for you to be a part of him finding out how well you’ve both done despite him.”

“I can only be in one place at a time. The mall or the prison. Take your pick.”

“I can wait to serve him until you get back. He isn’t going anywhere and my time doesn’t revolve around him. I have other things to do. Taylor and Marley are impatient to pledge so we can get them into actual pack housing.”

“Ok. I’m taking your mate. We’ll be back in 2 hours max. Evie IS taking her phone.”

“You have your credit card, babe?”

“Yes I have it.” She answered while checking her pockets. A wallet and a bag went on the list with the dress.

••••••••••••••••••••

Evie was difficult when it came to dresses. She looked stunning in just about everything but found flaws in her shape, the coverage, the textures. I had forbid the color black for his occasion so finding a color she deemed acceptable had been a challenge too. White was not an option for Evie. She made that clear. I sat sprawled on a chair, waiting for her to exit the changing room for the 100th time.

“This one isn’t too bad.”

“We’ll get out here and let me see it then!” The door opened and her head popped out, the rest of her following.

“Ohhhh Jelly, that’s perfect.” It was a deep forest green that brought out the tan of her skin tone, she almost looked like she was glowing. It fell loosely over her curves, accentuating them without being oppressive to her, falling just a bit tighter over hips and showing her shape off. It fell to about her mid calf, it was strapless so the top was naturally form fitting, which accentuated her small waist and bust, it showed off her muscular arms and her feminine shoulders. She turned around so I could see the back, which was corset style, but it didn’t appear to have the boning that would have been a no go for her tactile preference. The tarantula on her shoulder blade perched just slightly above the seem. There was a bit of a silver sheen to the top that made it look almost like little stars on a deep forest green field. “I love this one.” It was simple, but not simple on her.

“It’s comfortable. I like the fabric. And the color matches…”. She looked up at me and quit her sentence. “What?”

Tears had welled up in my eyes and despite my attempts to stave them off a few fell over my eyelashes.

“Evie. My little Evangeline. Sometimes I think I forget to tell you how much you’ve brought into my life. I was fine out there working the shop, I never felt like I was missing anything and I was happy. But then you came along and you needed someone to just love you and care about you, and you let me do that. You let me be the mom I always wanted to be and never knew it. Seeing you, here now, picking out a dress to wear to marry a man that I adore because he absolutely adores and worships you, is such a gift, Evie. Thank you for letting me mom you.”

“I didn’t have a mom, Rea. Thank you, for wanting to be my mom, and for being proud of me even though I f**k things up constantly and sometimes I’m not very nice.” I couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Evie, your brand of chaos reminds people that we’re meant to have relationship with others. I haven’t ever been happier my entire life then the last few weeks with you and Lev. You two give my life so much purpose and you both bring me so much joy. Thank you, my little Jelly. You look, beautiful, that pup is gonna crap his pants.” She laughed.

“It’s just a justice of the peace, Rea. It’s not a ceremony or anything.”

“You’re getting married. It doesn’t matter what it isn’t.” I pushed her hair back over her shoulder. “This the one?”

“Yeah I think so.”

“Go change we’ll get headed back before Lev loses his mind and comes to find us. He’s been texting you every 30 seconds.”

Evie was nervous heading back. She was fidgety.

“What’s wrong Jels?”

“I don’t really know how I feel about Stev and seeing him. He didn’t know it was me when I pulled him out of the wood.”

“You need your closure there. It’ll be a good thing. Even if it doesn’t feel great right now.”

“What’s closure, Rea?” She spoke sarcastically.

“Oh my. You’ll see, you might get used to it sort of.” When we pulled in Lev was sitting on the small porch, impatient as ever this one was. He walked up to truck, kissing Evie through the window and making a face at me.

“You said 2 hours. It’s been 2 hours and 17 minutes, Rea.”

“Traffic.” He laughed but there was a tinge of nervousness.

“Are you leaving right now?”

“Yeah. I need to get get this done with by C.O.B. today.”

“Let me bring this stuff up and I’ll come back down in just a minute.”

“I got it Jelly Bean. Don’t worry about it. You guys have important wolf stuff to do. I have old retired people stuff to do, which equates to nothing.” Another flash of nervousness moved across her face, but Lev must have felt it because he reached over and started brushing his fingers across her face, it eased with it his touch. I pushed the seat all the way back before hopping out pulling the few bags I had to carry them up.

“Thank you, Re.” Lev said jumping up and closing the door. He had a folder with him that he pushed down between the seats.

I watched them drive away before making my ascent up the stairs into the pack house. Hoping it didn’t go as horribly as it could, for both their sakes.

Evie

Lev held my hand, running his thumb over my knuckles.

“You’re nervous.” He said bringing them to his lips. I sighed. Trying to let It be what it was without shoving it down and away from him.

“I know.”

“Don’t be, love. I’ll be with you.”

“Did you have fun with Rea?”

“As much fun as I could have shoving myself into 100 different dresses. Rea makes everything more fun I think.”

“I would have to agree. Did you find one?”

“Yep.”

“Are you dead serious we can do it tomorrow?”

“Yeah. I don’t care. As long as it ties me to you tighter.” I felt his smile, the prison loomed menacing in front of us. He parked, staring at me in silence for a minute.

“You ready, my mate?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be I guess.” He took my hand as we walked in, Patrick waiting for him just inside the doors, Ollie, there as well.

“Lev, are you sure?” Patrick’s eyes flitted to me before focusing harder on Lev.

“It’s the end of this for her too.”

“Just the things he said.”

“I know. She’s heard worse from people that mattered. She’ll be fine.” I would have to ask about that on the way home.

“He’s in IR3 waiting. Good luck.” Lev nodded to him and we moved down halls that required beeping and buzzing to get through. Heavy doors slamming behind us. We got to the and Lev kissed my fingers again before bringing his hand up and stroking my face. He opened the door and walked in, I followed, immediately nauseated by his overwhelming scent. I’m sure my face showed my disgust.

Stev sat stretched out behind the table. A collar lock around his neck, his hands shackled to his waist which had shackles to his feet as well.

“You brought her.” He hissed, smiling at Lev. I did my best to be stone and emotionless as his eyes moved over me, Lev slapped down his packet of papers on the desk. He flicked his tongue at me, ultimately turning my stomach just a little more.

“Stev Ashley Lyons, Your crimes have been assessed and investigated. Your sentence has been decided. You will be executed for you crimes against Evangeline Nightclaw…” he listed off a few other names I didn’t recognize. Stev’s eyes for hard, he removed them from me to glare at Lev.

“I demand a presence with the alpha.” He growled at Lev.

“Fine. You want one. You got it. What can I do for you?” Stev’s eyes went wildly wide, his fangs came down and he growled.

“You aren’t the alpha.”

“Actually, I am. Ciaran was bested in a challenge for his title by, yours truly. So what is it you want to speak to the alpha about so badly.”

“That.” He said, his eyes moving to me again.

“She’s here. If you have something you’d like to say. Now’s the time.” He looked somewhat like Lev, but broader and thicker in every way. They had the same jawline, the same lip, but different eyes. Stev had blondish colored hair, kept short and cut into a military style high and tight idea that was somewhat grown out and shabby looking. His lips twisted into an ugly smile.

“Why don’t you let her come sit on my lap so I can tell her in her ear.”

“I’d be careful how you speak at her. She’s already bested you once when she dragged you out of the forest by your head.”

“You’re weak. And you’re slow. And you left a trail. So strong it was easy to find your pitiful little breeder box in the woods. It was easy to kill your pathetic little tracker dogs. I’ve tracked hogs with more sophisticated methods of hiding in the woods like a coward.” I leaned forward, getting excruciatingly close to his face. “The world will lose nothing when it loses you. No one here even remembers your name.” He smiled again.

“You do. Your skin will always remember my name. I’ll always be inside you, just like the day I f****d your tight...”. He trailed off for a second, “And I’ll always be on you, as clear as the scars on your face, you’ll wear me until you die and rot in the ground.”

“I think you’re mistaken. You were forgotten by my body years ago. But it seems like mine wasn’t forgotten by yours. You wear me, because of it, I hold all the power, I always have. But now I’m bored of it. Like all playthings children tire of, you’ll end up discarded and forgotten. Where you’ve found yourself now.”

He roared at me, and I didn’t think about it before smashing his face into the table in front of him. His nose broke, one of his teeth broke, a piece of it skipping across the table and coming to rest on the floor. Lev grabbed me and pulled me back, not angry, not worried.

“I’ll f*****g kill you one day.”

“Good luck. I’m mated to an Alpha.” We left him sitting there. Howling in his rage.