With Winnie tucked into my side, we spend the night partying with my brothers. The family I found and chose. I watch with proud eyes as my girl is accepted and chats and dances amongst the wives and girlfriends. Over the past few years we’ve been here, I've watched her come out of her shell and become a beautiful woman who owns who she is. Win is fiercely independent, loving, and loyal. All the things that make her the perfect girl for a Rebel of the Undead. I dance with her. I make sure she is never too far out of my reach. When her eyes are a little glossy, and her skin is pink everywhere from laughing and dancing, only then do I finally take her hand and lead her out of here.
“Where are we going?” she asks, trying to whisper, but she’s a little tipsy, so her words come out louder than intended. I can’t help but smile down at her and how adorable she is.
“I have a surprise for you.” I waggle my eyebrows, and she giggles, clutching my arm tighter.
We make it to where my old prospect room was, and I guide her past it, watching her eyes widen and then furrow. “I think you missed your door.”
I laugh this time and bury my face in her neck before kissing the damp skin there. “It's part of the surprise, Daisy.”
Ushering her farther down the hall, we turn to a more private corner where my new, upgraded, spacious room is. I take the key from my pocket and unlock the door, before sweeping Winnie off her feet and bringing her inside.
“Oh my god, Finn!” She squeals and twists out of my arms. I’m grinning when I set her back on her feet and help her out of her heels before she takes off around the room. “It’s huge!”
“Definitely an upgrade,” I agree with her. Winnie runs to the bathroom, and I hear her gasp and happy shriek.
“There’s a bathtub!”
My heart expands in my chest while she wanders around, taking in the bigger closet; now we both have room to have a whole row to ourselves. Her hand runs over the new bed; I ordered us a queen-size that fits the room perfectly, and when she looks at the dresser with the brand-new television anchored above it, her eyes water.
“We can watch our shows in bed together now!”
A laugh escapes me, and I reach for her. Winnie moves willingly into my arms. “We’ll have our own place someday, but I did some extra work in here and got it approved by Prez, so it felt more comfortable for you.”
“It's perfect.” She rises and brushes her lips against mine. “I love you.”
My hands cradle her face. “I love you too, Win. Thank you for believing in me.”
“You’re an amazing man, Finn. I wish you didn’t doubt yourself. I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you.”
Fuck, this girl could bring me to my knees. I slide my hands over her bare shoulders and down to her waist. “I’m glad you think that. I have something for you.”
Her brown eyes widen, and I see a flicker of excitement in them. Reaching into my pocket, I pull out her new key, the one I had made specially for her and attached to a daisy key chain.
“Finn,” she says my name, her voice breathy, and it hits me again about how excited I am to have this moment with her.
My hand opens, showing her the specialized key. “I had this made for you. I want you to feel as at home here as I do, and you can come and go as you please.”
Her eyes shutter, her gaze going from mine to the key in my hand. For a second, her smile drops, and panic pierces my heart in response. Then her hand reaches out, softly taking the key from me. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I see her fiddling with the daisy key chain.
“Thank you, Finn.” Her gaze meets mine again, and I swear I see her eyes shimmer, but then she smiles again and loops her arms around my waist, holding me. She seems okay, but something niggles in my chest that this gesture wasn’t what she was expecting. I can’t tell if I actually made her happy or not.
“You’re my entire life, Winnie. We have lots to look forward to in the future. This is just another step on that journey,” I tell her against her hair and feel her body instantly relax more into my hold. A desperation I only get when it comes to this girl creeps in, and my hands start roaming all over her body, determined to keep her as close to me as possible.
“As much as I love this dress on you, it needs to come off.”
Winnie pulls back just enough in my hold that there’s space so I can hold her gaze. I want to watch her eyes widen, watch as the caramel brown turns deep and molten, before her gaze becomes heavy. Sensing the direction of my thoughts, Win turns in my hold, presenting me with her back before sweeping her hair off to the side and over her shoulder. Taking her silent command, my fingers reach for the zipper at her back and pull it down. The vibrant fabric falls to the sides, exposing her bare, silky skin. The air in the room changes, the spark between us igniting into something that feels more feral and desperate. My hands move over her roughly until she’s completely bare to me,her own working just as fast, and when we’re skin to skin, she falls to the bed. My body lands on top of hers. It takes all my brain power to concentrate, to slow this down so I can show her exactly how much I worship her. My fingers skim her shoulder, feeling her smooth skin. Her big eyes widen, and her lips part. Leaning in, I press my mouth to her collarbone, flicking my tongue to taste her. She tastes so sweet with a hint of saltiness after hours of dancing, and something that has always been exclusively Win. It’s fucking intoxicating, and I’m addicted to it, to her. My hand moves lower, down the curve of her side, before skimming over the dip of her waist. Winnie’s legs shift restlessly under mine.
“Finn, hurry,” she moans, her hands sliding up my back and letting her little nails bite into the skin.
My lips turn up in a smirk, and I press another kiss to her chest, right above her fluttering heartbeat. “Do you need me buried deep inside you, Daisy?”
She arches her back, pressing us together, and I can feel the heat radiating off her body. “Yes. I need your cock, Finn. Make me feel good.”
I shake my head lightly, fighting for control against her dirty as fuck words. “God, I love you,” I tell her while nipping my teeth against the flesh of her breasts.
She gasps lightly. “Then fuck me.”
This time, a chuckle escapes my lips before pulling her tight nipple between my lips and sucking hard. Winnie cries out, and her legs open wider. I can feel her bare pussy rub against my dick, soaking it. I let her nipple pop out of my mouth. “You’re soaked for me already.”
