Heavens On Fire

Gene Simmons

I walked in quickly while Paul turned around. If I was gonna get this girl, I might as well go talk with her. Yeah sure, I'd like to fuck her. But there's more to women than just tits and a pussy.

"Hey trouble maker. How you feeling?"

She looked up from the her hands, they were all scraped up. She smiled and got up from the bed.

"I'm still in pain, but I feel a lot cleaner now. That creeps hands are imprinted all over my body, I just feel gross."

This poor woman. She held her arms out to me and showed me the hand prints bruised onto her arms. I grabbed her arms and rubbed the bruises.

"That bitch is lucky I didn't get a hold of him, I would have killed him right then and there. No woman should be taken advantage of."

"Aren't you the sex hound of the group?"

She crossed her arms and raised her brow at me. She's clever, I gotta give her that. I walked closer to her, time to put on the charm.

"Only when I want the girl and she wants me. I would never do anything to a girl that she didn't want me to do."

I gave her ear a nip as I pulled away. Her face was bright red.

"I saw that ink you've got on your body, I didn't get a real good look at it though."

She smiled, she must not have seen what I was getting at, the innocent ones are too cute.

"Oh, it's one of my favorite animals. Tigers are so elegant and gorgeous."

She pulled her shirt up to reveal the large tattoo covered by the wrap.

"The tail wraps up around my breast, you can see the tail tip when I'm wearing a low cut shirt and it ends just below my hip bone. It's crawling down my body, I actually designed it and drew it out myself. I would have tattooed it on myself too if I could reach and see. It would have saved a whole hell of a lot more money too."

She talked excitedly about the ink, running her finger along it to show where it ran.

"Got anymore?"

She nodded and smiled again, turning around this time with her shirt still pulled up.

"My favorite piece actually, I designed and drew this one too."

She pointed in the general direction of the tattoo, a white wolf on her lower back, closer to her hip and cutting down underneath her lace painties.

"Can I pull down the fabric and see the whole thing?"

This is too easy.

"Don't get handsy with me. But you can pull them down just to see the tattoo and only the tattoo."

Grinning, I pulled her underwear down to reveal the full tattoo. I traced my finger along the line work, making her shiver and give her goosebumps.

"Gene, what the hell did I say? I told you to leave her alone."

Fucking dammit Paul, this fucking close and you have to ruin my fun.

"Oh he's perfectly fine, he came to check on me. And I was showing him my tattoos. Would you like to see? You've already seen the tiger, Gene has already got my panties pulled down a bit so you can see my wolf."

"Oh, sure."

Paul walked over and knealt down.

"It's amazing."

"Thank you."

I turned to Paul and mouthed cock block to him, he flipped me off. I stood up off the ground and crossed my arms.

"You know Alex, I've got the biggest bed in the suite. You're more than welcome to sleep with me."

Paul gave me a punch to the arm before she turned around.

"Oh Gene, that's very sweet of you, but Paul already offered. Thank you very much though."

She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me, I immediately returned the hug, picking her up gently so to not hurt her more than she already was.

"But I really would like to thank you for taking care of me."

She pecked her lips on my cheek as I set her back down. She definitely was going to be mine, fighting Paul for a woman was always fun.

"Good night Gene, tell Ace I said thank you and good night."

"That's your cue to leave Gene."

Paul started pushing me out, but not quick enough before I could stare at her ass one last time. God damn she was sexy.