| November |

"Boulder, sit."

I grinned as the puppy in front of me stared up at me with curious, but clueless eyes, tilting his head a little to the side.

"Come on, Boulder. Pop a squat," I said, tapping his little bum and pressing it down until he did a sit. "There you go! That's a good boy Boulder."

Boulder, as we had decided to name him, after his gray fur and big rock-like head, continued to look at me, before flopping his top half down to the floor as well and laying down.

"Okay, well... close enough," I grinned, seeing him yawn his little mouth, his ears pulling back in the process. I don't know what God had been thinking when he had been making dogs, but man, he had seriously not held back on the cuteness factor. As Boulder splooted his little legs out and let his head rest on the floor as well, it took everything in me not to pick him up and smother him with kisses.

Something I may or may not have done a lot already.

"Are you still trying to teach him to sit?" Smurf came into the living room, carrying her laptop with a questioning look on her face. I quickly slid my body in front of a splooting Boulder.

"Nooo, why would you think that?"

She narrowed her eyes a little at me, before finally sighing. "I told you. The vet estimated he's only just about 7 or 8 weeks old now. He's not gonna get much in that age. All he does is sleep, eat and play."

And sploot, apparently.

"Well, they always say to teach them young," I argued, turning back to Boulder who was chewing on the corner of our living room rug. "Bad Boulder! No!"

After finding Boulder in the park, we had rushed him to the vet where the wonderful veterinarians were able to save him and bring him back to life. They kept him under observation for four whole days before they finally released him into our care. Smurf was a hardened animal foster mom, so she was able to teach me and Elana how to best care for our newest family member. We hadn't been able to determine what breed he was at first, but as the weeks went by, we started to suspect he might be some sort of staffy/pittie-mix.

At approximately 8 weeks, there was no longer any doubts.

"He's gonna get big, you know," Smurf told, as if she was still trying to convince us that Boulder wasn't already family. Truth was, she had already given up, but just hadn't admitted to it out loud – but one evening I had caught her lying in bed with him, feeding him his bottle and heard her singing him a lullaby. Her; singing.

– Suffice it to say she was smitten with him, but of course my little emo wife couldn't confess to that.

"Good. Then we won't need our bodyguards anymore, will we?" I cooed down at Boulder who was rolling over on his side as I scratched his little white tummy. His little legs flopped around and shook when I found a good spot. "Yeah, you'll be our big scary bodyguard, won't you? You'll bark and bite at anyone who dares come near us."

"More like pee on them," Smurf muttered, referring to how he had been peeing all over the house and leaving little accidents. House breaking him had proven to be a struggle, but I'd never given up on anyone for being a little bit difficult.

"Don't embarrass him, he's actually really ashamed of that," I stated as a matter of factly, to which Smurf rolled her eyes. "He's trying his best, aren't you, bull-bull? You'll get the hang of it soon, yes you will. I couldn't hit the bowl either when I first started my aim-game."

I scratched him reassuringly, before grinning happily and getting up from the floor. Smurf had sat down on the couch with her laptop and was checking up on work as usual, but I saw how her eyes kept stealing glances at the handsome boy sprawled out on our floor. Well, the other one.

"You know you use a baby voice with him," She noted, typing away on her laptop.

"Because he is a baby," I replied, taking a seat next to her, watching our little man play with the rug some more. By the time he was done with his piranha-puppy phase, we were going to need new rugs.

Because he had been left abandoned by whoever ditched him, Boulder wasn't as big as a normal 8-week old pittie puppy. I had guessed right about him being the runt of the litter, because the day we had brought him to the vet, he had told us that he was way smaller than a dog his size should have been. The vet had estimated just about 3 to 4 weeks old when we found him, but he had the size of a puppy who was only 2 weeks old, which was why I had mistaken him for a dead rat. He had been tiny then, but strong-willed. He had pulled through the worst and now he was slowly gaining weight and catching up to the size he should be.

"We need to get him a collar," I said, already thinking about what colors would suit him. He had gray eyes, but I bet a blue collar would look good with his gray and white coat. "One with a little name on it. Boulder Montrell has a nice ring to it."

"Should I be worried you're falling more in love with the dog than me?" Smurf questioned.

"Don't be silly. Of course you should worry."

Smurf flicked my forehead with her finger and made me chuckle, just as Boulder jumped up and suddenly sprinted towards the door.

"Is that Elana?" I sprung up as well and joined Boulder, who not seconds later stood ready by the door as keys rattled in the lock. "Is that your bestie coming home from the park?"

Elana and her teacher, Miss Parker, walked in and immediately, Elana clapped excitedly and grinned big as Boulder met her on his hind legs. She threw her little backpack off her shoulders and bent down to play with Boulder who jumped around excitedly.

"Oh, isn't he sweet," Miss Parker chuckled, crouching down to greet Boulder as well. "I swear he gets bigger every week!"

"That's the plan," I grinned, watching Elana and Boulder run around in the living room, chasing each other. I think this was probably one of the proudest moments, seeing Elana finally have someone to play with who didn't need to understand her. I mean, yeah, Miss Parker took her to the park to play with some of the other kids there, but none of them spoke ASL. Me and Smurf had been looking into finding a playgroup for special kids, like herself. But I had to admit, Boulder was just as great.

He didn't need ASL to play around and enjoy himself with her.

"Well," Miss Parker said. "I'll be off then. Same time tomorrow as usual. See you then!" She smiled, before leaving us, giving a quick wave to Zoe who waved back.

She opened the door and stepped out, and as she did, I saw the two bodyguards posted there, standing idly as they always did. They had been with us a few weeks now, taking shifts to guard our apartment and watch over us. We didn't notice them much on a day-to-day basis, except for when we left the house. Anytime one of us had to go grocery shopping, meet up with an appointment or even go for a small walk, at least one of the guards always had to be with us. They didn't take any chances, or more likely, had gotten instructions from the big boss not to let us out of their sight.

Because according to him, it wouldn't be long until C.E.N.T.U.R.I.E.S made their big move.

"Well," I said and I closed the door, after giving a quick nod to the guards to let them know we were good, then turned towards my sister and Boulder. "I guess it's time for a nap then. Who wants to go to sleepyland?"

I ran up to Elana and surprised her by sweeping her off the floor, which made her grin widely and wheeze her little happy breaths out. Her hands clapped as I swung her around, before settling her on my hip.

Did you have fun today? I asked her, seeing her nod back excitedly. Did you and Miss Parker have fun at the park?

Every day, after her school lessons, Miss Parker took Elana to the park which was right around the corner. It had a great playground and allowed Elana to get some exercise in and to burn off some much needed energy. The older she got, the more she seemed to get of it.

Like brother like sister.

It's time to go nap-nap now, I signed to her, which always made her pout. Truth be told, she was getting too old for naps, but sometimes she still needed them. Especially since she had started her private tutoring, she needed to mentally cool off for about an hour or so every day. One thing was learning to spell, another was to have to learn it all in ASL. It took a mental toll on the mind and eyes, focusing on so much.

I have an idea, I signed to her with a grin. Why don't we put Boulder in bed with you and he can be your nap buddy?

Elana immediately agreed to that idea, which had me crouching down to pick up Boulder, who had been busy scritching out a good itch behind his floppy ears.

I carried both my little rascals into bed, then went through my usual routine with Elana to get her to go to sleep. It was a lot of speaking to her and getting her to recap what she had learned until she started yawning and rubbing her eyes. When she finally conked out, I kissed her hair gently and then softly stroked Boulder, who had cuddled up to her side.

"Such a good Boulder," I whispered, before carefully toeing out of the room.

Going back into the living room, I wasn't surprised to find Smurf exactly where I had left her. She was typing away on her laptop with a concentrated expression, but looked up once I started coming towards her. "Did they both conk out?"

"Like knocked out with a hammer. I think she had a busy day today," I smiled and sat down next to Smurf with deep sigh. "She's learning so much... she's such a clever girl."

"She is," Smurf smiled back, giving me a knowing glance. "Takes after her brother."

I met her warm eyes and automatically leaned in to press a chaste kiss to her lips, but when I tried to pull away again, Smurf grabbed the collar of my shirt and kept me put.

Okay then, hello horny wifey.

Kissing me deeply and letting her tongue swipe against mine, the laptop in her lap was quickly forgotten as we fell into the couch in a heated kiss. My arms wrapped around her and lifted her up onto my lap, groaning softly when I found her sweet little ass. The tight, bony thing was making all sorts of naughty ideas fly through my head when her hands suddenly cupped my crotch. I jerked in surprise and then groaned lowly when she started rubbing me. "Smurf..."

"Take us to the bedroom," She demanded against my lips.

– Well, alright then. Adult nap time was coming up too, it appeared.

I immediately stood up, lifting Smurf up and carrying her with me, her small and tiny shape easy to carry while my mouth stayed locked on hers. With some blind maneuvering, I managed to navigate my way to our room and close the door, before letting myself fall into our bed, Smurf still clinging to me like saran wrap.

"Did you wake up a little horny today?" I panted against her lips when she started pulling at my shirt, making me take it off. I flung it away and cupped her face. "Or am I just extra irresistible today?"

"Shut up or I'll make you," She muttered breathlessly, which had me chuckling. And then I immediately stopped.

Her hand was in my pants and had wrapped itself around my erection, which she clenched firmly at the base before stroking me languidly. A throaty groan curled its way up and out through my mouth as she peppered kisses along my neck, probably leaving a hickey or two with those piercings. But her hand... oh, fuck, her hand was twisting up and down my length, making all the blood rush to my tip.

"Fuck," I hoarsely groaned out, tilting my head back as she worked her way off my lap and took at seat between my legs. "Zoe..."

When she dragged my pants and boxers down, I lifted my hips to get them down to my ankles. Almost the next second, I felt her lips trailing up the underside of my cock, sucking and nibbling gently.

"So good..." I breathed out, watching her suck a little on my balls which made me hiss and grip the edge of the bed. I was not gonna nut. Nope. Not yet. "Fuck."

But then she was taking me into her mouth. All of me. All the way to the back of her throat, until my crown high-fived the back of it and made her throat clamp down around me. Her lips sucked tightly around my length, the metal piercings looped through her lips adding a special kind of sensation to the mix.

Oh, shit. I was in trouble. DEEP trouble.

"Fuck," I groaned hard and let my hand sweep through her short blue hair, clumping it in my hand as I followed her movements, dipping, rising, dipping, rising... my length swelling in her mouth and my tip leaving a white trail on her tongue. I could feel it snaking and twisting around me, teasing me as she sucked me and licked me, fucking made the wires in my brain cross over and fuck up.

Yeah. I was so going to come.

"Smurf!" I hollered, feeling my thighs quiver as my balls started tightening with release. "Gonna... wait, I want... need to be inside you... fuck—"

She pulled off me at the very last second. I had to physically force myself off a ledge as I panted hard and watched her rise, leaning down to my lips. Her hands gripped my shoulders and then smoothed up through my hair, tucking my mouth up to hers. And that's where I met her horny little eyes; The sweet, deep brown eyes I had stared at so many times and watched dilate as she orgasmed. The same eyes were staring down at me now, so dark and so full of crazy lust. She was definitely asking for trouble. Which meant only one thing in my world.

I was gonna break her back today.

Wrapping my arms around her and catching her off-guard, I spun her around and threw her into the bed, earning a surprised shriek from her. I smirked when she scrambled to sit up, only to have my hands grasp her hips and flip her over.

Not today, Smurf. Today, we're gonna do it my way.

She yelped and clutched the sheets, but didn't protest as I made quick process of tucking up her skirt and yanking down her black pantyhose. I left them sitting around her thighs and then watched her pert little ass shine up at me, a blank pale canvas waiting to be painted with color.

Yeah. She was getting it all today.

"I haven't fucked you from back here in a while, have I?" I murmured, rubbing her small buttocks. I could feel the bones beneath her one layer of barely-jiggly ass fat. Still, that slight jiggle was enough to make me stiffen and grow even harder as her pussy grew wet before my eyes. A little trail of horny juices slipped from her opening and coated her beautiful pussy. The piercing by her clit glinted.

Oh my God. And all of that was mine.

"Christ," I muttered, seeing Smurf bite her lip and glance over her shoulder as I continued rubbing her ass. "You don't even know what you do to me..."

"Fuck me and I'll find out?" She suggested breathlessly.

Oh, sweetcheeks. You're gonna find out alright.

I smirked back, but then let two fingers rub along her wet cleft and saw how her own face morphed into pure lust and fever. Smurf moaned softly and began grinding back against my hand, wanting my fingers where she was throbbing.

"How long's it been?" I whispered, slowly pushing two fingers inside her tight core. She stiffened for only a second, until my fingers began moving slowly, bending slightly and rubbing a sweet spot inside her gushing canal. "How long's it been since I took you from back here? Has it been a full two weeks? Three, maybe?"

"Caleb..." Smurf moaned and tried to smother it into the mattress below her.

We fucked a lot, and all the time. On the couch, in the kitchen. In the bathroom and on this bed, but mostly it was me twisting and turning her to find her eyes and mouth, not wanting to miss the moment I made her come. Doggie offered a lot, but definitely not eye-contact. And I wasn't a fan of missing my girl's face when she came apart and got that beautiful blissful expression all over her features.

Yeah. Call me a pussy, but sex wasn't good sex unless I got to watch my girl come, and come hard.

I guess I was just a hopeless romantic.

"You're very wet today," I murmured in her ear, while my fingers continued to rub inside her. Her pussy was practically dripping right now. The sound of my fingers rubbing her was audible to us both, and I suspected that was the reason for the pink tint her cheeks suddenly got. "Are you sure you haven't been thinking about me a little extra today?"

"Caleb," She almost spoke my name as a protest, but instead it came out as a whine. She moaned into the mattress again and balled up her small fists. "If you don't fuck me right this second, I'm gonna take all your dick pics and put them online!"

My lips split in a grin. "I thought you said you didn't like it when I sent you dick pics?"

"I don't."

"But you kept them."

"I did n—fuck," Smurf let out a garbled moan when I crouched down behind her in a sweep and replaced my hand with my mouth. I licked her cunt from the back, then sucked her sweet little piercing into my mouth. "Oh my God—"

Her legs started trembling as my tongue veered inside her pussy and started sucking the truth from her. Her moans were more than honest as I played with her opening, feeling it spasm around nothing, wanting everything.

She had definitely kept my dick pics.

Grinning, I slurped the last of her juices into my mouth and left her hanging on the edge of an orgasm as I stood back up, swatting her ass to get her attention back. "As I was saying; I think it's been too long since I took you from back here, so be a good little Smurf and grip onto that mattress. Because respectfully, I plan on rearranging the whole fucking bedroom."

"What do you mea—FUCK!" Smurf screamed and then moaned out loudly as I chose that moment to ram myself inside her.

In one fell sweep, I plunged all of myself inside her snug opening and bottomed out so hard, the bed moved an inch or two below us, scraping against the floor. Smurf hung on tightly and moaned gibberish into the bed, something about my dick piercing through her whole damn belly.

The smirk on my face was unavoidable; Yeah, I planned on being in her guts, and yeah, I planned on rearranging a few things in there as well.

Making sure she was properly adjusted to my size, I then pulled back and thrust back inside, using her hips as leverage as her whole body scooted forward at my strength. Smurf released another shriek and begun tearing at the sheets, just as my punishing rhythm began.

That's right, baby. Your man's gonna take care of that throb you've been hiding all morning. Your first mistake.

Groaning lowly, I let my hips sink against hers over and over again, watching the resplendent sight of her cunt being stretched wide and taking all of me repeatedly. Her pink pussy was dripping wet and coated my length in her juices every time I drew back and slammed myself back inside. Her sweet moans, plus the feel of her tight core gripping around me was enough to leave me sweating and cursing in no time.

How the fuck had I lived without this woman my whole life? Seriously. I never knew pussy could feel this good, nor taste this sweet. She was addictive, and I was a proud addict.

"Fuck," I groaned, leaning my palm in on the bed and bowing my body over her tiny one. With her ass sticking up and her fine body trapped beneath mine, writhing and glowing from being fucked right, you could tell me the world was ending in two seconds and I still wouldn't have stopped thrusting. "Fuck, Smurf... you feel so goddamn perfect."

Her short, garbled moans were my response as she twisted her head sideways and panted for her breath. I couldn't resist leaning down and pecking her cheek, kissing her down her neck, to her shoulder. "Ca... Caleb..."

"You ready to come?" I asked, but the answer was redundant. Her inner walls were fluttering and clenching around me in spasms, already tightening and gripping around my cock like she was about to strangle me. "Go ahead, baby. Let me feel you come."

My hand swept below her and quickly yanked up her top, finding her flat, but unmistakeable nipples pressed into the sheets. They were stiff and warm, and the piercings going through each little bud were practically burning to the touch. I twisted my finger around one of them, before softly pulling on the little bead.

"Come hard for me, Zoe," I growled in her ear, just before I heard her cry into the mattress.

She gave in with a piercing shriek, but then muffled her moans into the mattress as her core seized up and her body grew taut like a bow. The next moment, she was shivering and twitching all over, coming apart and sobbing moans of pleasure into our comforter, while trying to milk me dry.

I gritted my teeth and had to curse under my breath as my cock was squeezed tightly by her convulsing core. It gripped so sweetly around me and continued to pulse and suck me deeper as I pounded inside her, keeping her right where she needed it. Smurf cried and moaned my name, so sexily and softly I almost let my nut go. If not a little.

"Fuck!" I groaned hard and reeled myself down from my orgasm by slowing my pace just a bit. I think I might've come just a little, but I wasn't done with her. Not by a long shot. Her body might've had a good, long orgasm, but I had so much more in store for her still.

If we only had an hour before Elana woke up from her nap, I was going to make the most out of an hour any man had ever done before.

– I was gonna fuck her so thoroughly, the only thing her cunt would be able to do for the next week was flutter '404 error - not found' in Morse code.

"Now, about rearranging the bedroom..."

~~~

54 minutes and 23 seconds later, both of us were left panting on the floor, naked, spent and drenched in sweat. Smurf was still panting on her back, while I laid next to her on my side, our legs clustered up in a tangle of bedsheets. Some of the pillows had followed us down here as well, as well as some clothes that had been on the dresser, a lamp and a few books. Looking under the bed, I found my sneaker that I hadn't been able to find for a week.

My balls felt almost pruned with how dried up and emptied they were.

But not a drop had gone to waste.

"You good?" I breathed out, looking at Smurf whose arms were slung above her, resting limply like the rest of her. Her chest was heaving down air into her lungs, her pink nipples raw and chewed from the times my mouth had been at them.

"I'm gonna need a new vagina, but other than that... pretty good," She panted back with a hoarse voice.

My lips turned up in a wide grin. With what little strength I had left, I moved my body closer to hers and softly pecked her lips. Smurf moaned almost lazily and kissed me back with just enough enthusiasm to let me know that that was all she could muster at the moment.

"Did I mention that I love you?" I whispered, laying down on my side beside her. I dragged her body into mine and heard her hum. A tired smile spread on her lips.

"Really? You could've fooled me just now," She murmured, her eyes sliding shut exhaustedly. "Pretty sure you just tried to kill me."

Kill? No. Make her so sore she'd be feeling me for days every time she bent over or even crossed her legs? Definitely yes.

With a lazy chuckle, I kissed her shoulder and then sighed, enjoying the last few minutes before I knew we'd both have to get up and get dressed so my sister wouldn't wake up and find us here.

But right now, I almost couldn't care. Being here with Zoe, wrapped up in her arms in our home, I never knew such happiness existed.

Maybe life wasn't so bad after all.

• • •

...Jinx.