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Massimo caught her wrist, lifted it, and kissed the wound as if it were holy. Then he took his blade. Without hesitation, he carved a shallow cut along his own chest, just above his heart. The blood trickled down, and he pressed her hand against it, her blood mingling with his, but Talana was not finished. Her eyes locked onto his with a hunger beyond desire. She took his blade, pressed it against her own side, and carved a mark, jagged and deliberate. One that mirrored his. They would carry these forever, even when the scars faded. A marriage tattooed in steel.

I question, trying to not get too giddy. I suggested to the guys that we should get little tattoos on our left ring fingers now that we are officially together and out in the underworld with our poly relationship. I got the idea from one of my reality TV shows. A couple did, and I thought it was cool and sweet. So, I suggested it to the guys randomly during our little honeymoon getaway. At the time, they didn’t really answer me yes or no. I think they were more shocked at my suggestion. “Yes, Little Dove.” Nico answers.

“Buddy, if that’ll make you happy and convince you we ain’t kickin’ you to the curb, then that’s what we’ll do. We’ll draw up the bank paperwork as a three-way partnership.” “Sounds good.” He squeezed Trevor’s hand. “I’m beyond happy, meu amore.” “Me too. Jesus. I never thought…” “Oh, stop makin’ goo goo eyes at each other at least until we’ve discussed this thoroughly,” Chassie gently scolded. “I’ve already come up with a way we can demonstrate the permanence of this relationship to ourselves.” “How?” “By gettin’ matching tattoos.” Trevor’s mouth dropped open. “Hell, woman, how much time have you spent with India and Colt?”

Tyler said "Good thing I'm not Becca" Fiona smirked "We are actually here to get Couples tattoo" She said, adding emphasis on Couple, hopefully Tyler gets the message and shuts his mouth "Do you have any design? At that question, Tyler got into work mode "Yes, Do you have any inscriptions in mind?" He asked showing us our seats "Always and Forever" I said intertwining I and Vanilla's hand Tyler looked shocked, but he does his best at keeping his babbling hole shut "Okay" He said surfing through his stuff. Soon, he brought out four different designs

Hayden grinned at me, like it was all effortless. “Let’s get out of here,” he smiled. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 By the time we walked into the tattoo parlor, my hands were shaking. The artist nodded at Hayden, clearly aware of who he was, and then glanced at me. “You two getting matching tats?” I nodded, heart racing. “Yeah, we are.” “You have anything in mind,” he asked. I reached for Hayden’s wrist and traced a line. “Half a raven. The wings. He gets one, I get the other. When we’re together… it’s complete.”

“Exactly! Which is why it's perfect. You'll wear a mask and you pick your fantasy and no one would ever know it was you. And it won't be cheating on your husband.” Cassia laughed nervously, shaking her head. “No. Absolutely not.” “It sounds perfect,” Ava corrected. “Especially for you. Come on. You said it yourself that you want to feel wanted. This is your chance. No names, no strings.” Cassia’s thought about it for a while. The idea was insane, but the way Ava said it… She held her glass tighter, staring out at the ocean, imagining hands on her skin, eyes that actually saw her and she pressed her legs together feeling the familiar ache in between her legs.

The only word that came to mind was drool worthy. My eyes were drawn to the tattoos that littered his body. The ones that lined his chest and ribs caught my attention and I badly wanted to know what they were. My fingers twitched at my sides wanting to go over there and run them across the tattoos. He threw his shirt off to the side and turned fully towards me. I couldn't stop myself from asking. "What are your tattoos of?" "Oh these." He glanced down at the ones on his chest. "This one," He pointed to the symbol on his left peck. "is the Marine's symbol. And this says 'Move mountains or die trying'." He touched the quote that was on his ribs.

Anika apologized. "When is the dinner?" "I don't know, she didn't tell me the date" she stated. "I'll do anything to make it up to you". Anika felt stupid, she can't help but she's a blabbermouth sometimes. "Well, there is something you could do for me" Zach opened his eyes and smiled. "So my girlfriend wants a copy of your patch". "I can't..." "But you just said you would do anything for me". "If she wants the patch, she has to earn it. I only give the patch to my closest friends. I'm going to class, see ya around" Anika pecked his right cheek and exited his office.

He had been explaining how he had gotten so many books and where he found some of the more ancient volumes that had caught my eye. “Mate tattoos? What the heck is that?” I hadn’t ever heard of that. In the human realm it was mostly mating bonds between shifters and such. It involved a bite or something that leaves a mark where they get snacked on. “Yea. Once you find your mate and accept that they are your mate the bonding starts. The tattoo is the first step.” He rolled his sleeve up showing off a beautiful vine tattoo that started at his wrist and wrapped around his arm all the way up to his shoulder. “Your grandmother and I accepted our bond instantly. Even after her passing a few years a

"Beating up on your boyfriend, Jaden?" I laugh. "Only sometimes." She smirks. "You take up MMA, or you get into a fight." He waves her off. "We're getting a tattoo today. We as in Jaden. I brought you a virgin sacrifice." Lonnie tosses her fist into the air. "What are we getting?" I bite my lower lip, embarrassed about being here and what I want. Cade shoves his good shoulder against mine and gestures for me to tell her. "I want a semicolon on my hand."