Everyone else laughed too until suddenly Saint cracked, an amused grin pulling at his mouth as he shoved to his feet with a pile of cake in his hand which he slapped against Niall’s cheek.
Cesar dove into the mess at our feet and Saint finally embraced the chaos as a full-on cake fight broke out.
Jack appeared with little Rowan tucked under his arm and we were soon all making such a mess that it awoke all my demons for a party. This was where I thrived, amidst the mayhem while the people I loved more than anything in the world surrounded me. And the most impossible thing of all was that they loved me back.
I was so happy in this life that it was hard to remember a time when I’d just been a lonely girl on the streets, wishing on rainbows and fishes to bring me the company I craved. I guessed they’d been listening all along, because now they were here at last, my reckless, carefree family.
We were a deck of cards, a club, a heart, a diamond and a spade, all of us made for dealing in death. I had my Joker, my Jack, my King, and my scruffy little pooch of an Ace. Somehow, I’d become the Queen of all that, and together we made a full house, even if it didn’t look like anyone else’s version, even if it was a jumble of suits and colours. It didn’t make us any less real.
We were bound by blood and carnage, and I was no longer afraid to lose them. Because I knew in my heart, deep down where Glenda was nestled, snoozing and content at last, that these tethers that held us as one were made of an unbreakable twine. No creature of evil or purity could sever us now.
We were one entity.
One guild.
A Society of Psychos.
And long may we reign.
ANOTHER TWO YEARS AFTER THAT
“I can’t believe I’m seventy-five,” Brooklyn sighed wistfully as she strode into the bedroom all dolled up in a lacy black scrap of nothing and giving me the sex eyes where I sat waiting for her on the bed.
“Forty, love. You’re forty today, we went over it, remember?”
“Oh right, yeah,” she agreed with a nod. “I always get those two muddled up.”
I snorted at her, my gaze shifting to the door at her back as Jack and Mateo slipped into the room, both of them shirtless already and the tension rising as the anticipation built between us.
“Have you decided what you wanna try this year?” I asked curiously. This was Brooklyn’s birthday tradition, one I’d started around fifteen years ago when I’d started to find it difficult to get her an exciting gift each year on account of the fact that I bought her everything she wanted at the drop of a hat and never remembered to hold anything back for special occasions.
“Yes,” she said, biting her bottom lip and Mateo chuckled darkly, clearly knowing what she had planned and well in the mood for it.
Sometimes the things she wanted to try involved just me, other times she got one or both of them involved too. The only rules were that it had to be filthy, and that I’d say yes to whatever it was. At first, we’d experimented with various positions and toys, but as the years passed it had gotten harder to find anything new which we hadn’t already tested. She had been excited about this one for weeks though, so I knew it was going to be good.
“Strip for me, Hellfire,” Brooklyn commanded and I grinned, doing as she wanted and taking my clothes off for her, fisting my rock-hard cock as I looked her up and down and groaning a little in anticipation. I’d been off on a job all week on my own, so I hadn’t gotten to sink my cock into her in far too long already. The day of wild birthday celebrations should have worn us all out already but now that it was time for this, I found myself wide awake.
“Remember, you can’t say no,” Mateo purred, that wicked grin on his face making me frown a little.
“When have I ever said no?” I replied with a scoff. “I’d suck your cock if that was what she wanted from me, el burro, and don’t forget it.”
“Boo, why would I want you to suck his cock for me? Then I wouldn’t get to do it,” Brooklyn cut in with a pout, and I cocked my head at her as I wondered where this was going.
“Alright then, little psycho, tell me what we’re working with tonight,” I pushed and her smile grew almost shy as she turned to Jack who was holding a large white box.
“I’m really excited for this,” Brooklyn breathed and I nodded, wrapping my tattooed fingers around my shaft and giving it a few strokes to relieve some of the need in my flesh while she made me wait.
Mateo moved across the room and grabbed hold of a chair, picking it up and placing it down near the head of the bed before dropping into it where he would have a perfect view of whatever sinful act me and my wife were about to commit.
I was so distracted by him that I didn’t even see Brooklyn open the box and when I looked back to find a big, pink strap-on in her hands, I grinned.
“You want me to fuck your arse and cunt at the same time?” I guessed, leaning forward and holding my hand out for the huge rubber cock but she shook her head.
“No, Hellfire, I want you to get on your hands and knees for me,” she replied with a grin, letting Jack take the strap on from her.
“You want me to what now?” I asked, blinking in confusion as I watched Jack roll her panties off and position the strap on carefully, tightening the buckles which secured it to her body.
“It vibrates,” Brooklyn whispered excitedly.
“Uh-huh. Go back to the bit where you said you want me on my knees,” I said, releasing my hold on my cock and frowning at the two of them while Mateo laughed loudly from his corner.
“It pulses too,” Brooklyn added, handing Jack a little remote and moaning as he pressed a button on it.
Brooklyn held her hand out and Mateo obediently filled her palm with lube for her while I started shaking my head and his laughter grew louder.
“I think we need to discuss this further, love,” I said slowly.
“Why? Are you going to say no to her on her birthday, bastardo?” Mateo taunted, making me turn and narrow my eyes on him.
“Of course not,” I snapped.
Brooklyn wrapped her hand around the rubber dick and started working it over like she was jerking it off, moaning every time it was pressed against her body more firmly and making it more than clear that the thing was designed to work her clit while she used it on someone.
“You’re looking intrigued there, Jack. Maybe you wanna give it a whirl?” I said loudly, switching my gaze to him.
“No,” he replied simply, his eyes all sparkly with amusement like a cunt.
“What is it you like to say to her oh so often? ‘I am your creature’， isn’t it?” Mateo said, not even bothering to try and hide his smirk. “So be her creature.”
“Err…”
Brooklyn stepped towards me, her eyes alight with anticipation. “This is my birthday wish, Hellfire,” she said firmly. “Besides, I’m a pro at butt stuff. I know how to make it good for you.”
She bit her lip again and damn it all to hell, I was a sucker for that woman of mine.
I swiped a hand down my face then nodded, wondering what in the hell I was thinking as I agreed to this carnage before rolling my shoulders back and straightening my spine.
“Alright then,” I said boldly, refusing to let Mateo think he’d seen me rattled at last after all these years. “Give me a slap to get my blood pumping, Jack,” I commanded and the arsehole smacked me so hard my head wheeled to the side and I tasted blood as I fell down on the bed.