Chapter 11

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My muscles are like jelly and I provide no resistance as Alexander unhooks my suspenders and pulls my stockings off, standing up and passing them to Blaine who places them with the rest of my things

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My muscles are like jelly and I provide no resistance as Alexander unhooks my suspenders and pulls my stockings off, standing up and passing them to Blaine who places them with the rest of my things. I watch as Alex stands up and brushes the lightest of kisses against my lips, a teasing caress that has me chasing after him. The bastard just smirks, leaving me with a hint of a taste of myself and an ache for more.

A part of me knows that I should feel something about being naked in front of them, these almost strangers, but the shame just won't come, not after the way they worshipped me just now.

"Let's get you in the bath before it gets too cold," He tells me, tangling our fingers together pulling me away from Forest and helping me into the tub.

"I know it's not much, Little Lady," Forest comments softly getting in behind me.

I look up at Alex, a flush high on his sharp cheekbones as he takes in the space around us like he's embarrassed. His gaze snags on mine and I give him a small smile.

"It's everything," I say, staring into his dark eyes, willing him to believe that I would give up all the riches in the world for this; a true home. A place to feel safe and belong.

I know a place like this but it would feel good to have it all the time.

He gives me a grin in return that takes my breath away, my heart thudding painfully in my chest at the pleasure and approval on his face. Breaking our stare, he walks out coming back not even thirty seconds later with a towel. 

He places a kiss on my shoulder as he up to the tub, naked like me, and climbs in. His whole body is covered in ink, beautiful designs in a riot of colour with no rhyme or reason to them. I love the chaos, it epitomises Forest, and when he turns to face me, hand held out with a devilish smile on his kissable lips, I know that I want to fall into this madness more than anything. 

Now with both of them in here with me, I almost feel complete. I look towards Blaine only to see him looking at my locket with curiosity. I giggle slightly making him look up catching my eyes already on him. 

"Give it, I will show you," I say softly.

He walks over squatting down and sits on his knees handing me my locket. I open it twisting a small gear making it begin to play a tune he had heard once before. 

"Mi mama, gave it to me when I was just turned 1. Always told me to never forget who I was or where I came from. The lullaby you heard me sing is something I hold dear to me. She was mur...she died when I was 13. Not too soon after my father remarried and came home with blonde bitch one and two. I learned that my father cheated on my mother all the time he was with her. That is why me and Britney are the same age," I say sadly.

"Sing a song, princess," Forest says gently. 

I look back at him and nod. It was the least I could do for them. For all they have given me tonight...I could give them this small request. I twist the locket once more giving a tune to sing with. 

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