Novel & Cerita Brittney Griner Tattoos

The small name patch stitched on the front of her leather read Siren. She was absolutely stunning to look at, but it was a lethal, dangerous kind of beauty that made my skin go cold. She was very tall, with fiery red hair tied back in a long, messy braid that hung down her shoulder, sharp green eyes that looked like broken glass, and deep curves that seemed poured directly into her tight leather riding clothes. Intricate, dark tattoos of crawling snakes and bright flames traveled all the way up her neck and covered both of her bare arms. She moved across the dirt with a slow, heavy grace, looking like a person who owned the very ground she walked on.

I pull back and look at her. Her warm amber colored skin glows in the midday sun. Her waist-length braids are pulled back in a high ponytail on the top of her head. Her full lips were covered in a shimmery pink lipgloss and her almond shaped, espresso colored eyes are glittering with excitement. She’s wearing long, black feather earrings and a nosering. I still remember going to the tattoo parlor with her when she got that and I let her convince me to get a tattoo of the chemical structure of selenite, a protection stone, on my upper thigh. That’s a discussion for another day. I step over the boundary line to greet our guests.

Now Billina and Ashton were alone without getting disturbed. She raised both of her hands and removed the t-shirt. Now she was topless in front of him. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Getting rid of this fucking Barbie shirt," she replied wearing the lace bra in black. "Can you help me with the hooks?" she turned around facing her back at him and asked. "Sure," he gave a nod and hooked her bra. "This tattoo..." he roamed a hand on her beautiful tattoo. It wasn't a symbol or any art but a letter.

Sienna said as she started brushing her hair. “Happy to help” I said biting my bottom lip, catching sight of the tattoo she had “that tattoo must have hurt something proper” It was the Dragonetti Dragon, Alessio had told me once that most members of the family, if not all, had it “it didn’t hurt as much as the knife that carved a Bratva star, but it was close to second” “Bratva star? Not…”

I squatted down, having her step out of it. "Keep the heels on." I told her, finding her naked form in only heels hot as hell. She nodded with a deep blush as she bit her lip. My dick twitched in my pants with all the blood flowing to it. Seeing her like this made me all kinds of excited. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt with one hand as she watched me hungrily. I watched her the entire time, admiring her body. I finally saw the new tatto she had gotten on her ribs, adding to her sleeve. It was a pink breast cancer ribbon with the name mom written in it. She had added it for her mother.

I said with a small smirk as I sat up, still holding her tightly. Her eyes glistened as she wrapped her arms around my neck tightly. "I love it." She said softly, kissing my lips before she looked down at my chest again. On my left breast, I had gotten a tattoo with the words ‘My Nympho Queen Kiara, ruler of my heart, body and soul’ Her fingers tenderly brushed over it. "I got the fuckers name too." I remarked, holding up my wrist, ‘Dante’ was written alongside one of my previous tattoos.

Whitney yelled. "Beans pie!" Tony called, when he saw the blood, he wanted to attack Brett but Brett hit him with the gun. "Tony!" Cathy yelled, Brett smiled. "Brett, stop this, we are in this together." Tony tries to calm the mad Brett. "No, I don't have a partner, myself and I alone." When Brett raised his hand, Cathy saw the tattoo, it had a human face and a name was inscribed on it but that name she didn't know what is it, she closed her eyes to recollect the tattoo then she opened it

Grayson and I are now laying on the floor both naked and satisfied. None of us are speaking,we are just enjoying the comfortable silence between us. We are both lost in our thoughts,I wonder what he was thinking about. My hands begins to trace the tattoo's on his chest. There is a new one and my heart almost stops beating when I read the inscriptions. Grayson & Bryanna forever. Our bodies may depart but our souls will forever remain together. It is beautifully designed with roses around it,just above his children's name.

Ironically, although Gray's overall appearance was edgier than her classically clean-cut sister's, she was the less intimidating one. No joke, they had to be one of the most easily distinguishable pairs of identical twins on the planet... Their facial features and body structures might've been mirror-images of each other's, but only Gray had a plethora of tattoos decorating her pale skin. Earlier, she'd described her sister to me as 'the artist' and herself as 'the living canvas.' Which seemed accurate—she was art incarnated. Dressed in a cornflower blue sleeveless romper, the many multi-colored inked pieces on her legs, thighs, arms, shoulder blades, upper back and even neck were at least p

tattoo and he had gotten a lot thicker in mass. "Is that a....a tattoo?" I asked not knowing how to feel about it. He had on a white long sleeve shirt so I wasn't able to see it clearly. He then took the shirt for me to see and what I saw surprised me. Kristrin had a few tattoos, one included a phoenix tattoo across his back, a crown tattoo with the word King on top on his left shoulder to the front, more like the collarbone. One of a lion on his right shoulder and a small tattoo of an eye that looked distinctively a lot like mine.