Scratch

🚨 Smut 🚨

My time is running out. The clock keeps ticking away. Minutes are passing by me faster than I can even count them.

I left the mansion to drive over to Stella's house on a clear and determined mission.

Either we work our shit out today or I will just have to move on. Not necessarily to Cherry, but move on the nonetheless.

I'm just so fed up and oh, so tired of all of it.

After her childish show at the mansion I tossed and turned all damn night long with worry and concern clouding my mind.

And then I met Cherry the very next damn day. To say I was shocked by her being my mate was a complete understatement but to also learn that not only was I her mate but others were here mates as well, was a damn explosive revelation to me.

That also kept racing around in my mind all night long.

Pulling up to Stella's house I cut the engine and just sat there in my truck just staring up at the three story dwelling with indecision coursing through me.

Should I? Could I? Won't I? Do I? And everything in between kept flashing persistently in my cluttered brain.

With a deep longing breath I slid right out of my truck trotting up to her house I pounded my fist on her sleek wooden door feeling more than anxious.

"Have you made up your damn mind?" Was the first words of greeting that jumped right out of her mouth as soon as she opens the damn door.

I often have to question myself over and over again about whatever did I see in this woman in the first damn place?

I do love her but sometimes she can manage to push my damn buttons better than my own damn brothers can and that's saying something.

"We need to talk." I loosely comment  as I stroll through her door casually edging my way past her to get to her living room.

I don't wait for her reply or even wait around for her to follow after me I just strolled on past her without even a second damn thought. 

I hear her resenting scoff out of her from behind me and then she quietly closes her door.

I wait in the living room for her to make her appearance trying my hardest to calm down my own inner irritation toward her.

"Spit it out I got a hair appointment that I'm actually already ten minutes late for. So can we just speed whatever this is up?" She spouts at me while waving her hand around.

Truthfully, at this very moment in time I honestly wish that I was a damn woman so I could backhand this bitch the way that I'm so itching to do.

"I think we may need to take some time to ourselves. I, uhm, I think we should break up." I force the words out of my mouth, I hate to do this but I see no other options. I was going to try to be civil with her and hope that we may be able to work our shit out but I quickly changed my mind as soon as I enter her damn door over the attitude that she keeps throwing at me. I deserve better than to be treated like a damn doormat.

I truly do love her but I can't tolerate her always trying to change me, calling me awful names, and just basically being a bitch to me and my brothers all of the damn time.

"You think? You think we should break up? Why are doing this Scratch? Is it because of your brother? I knew he would eventually end up tearing us apart. Why do you keep letting him run your damn life? It's like your his little damn lap dog. Why can't you just make one damn decision for yourself. Fuck! You're so pathetic!" She reprimands me. I take in a large filtering calming breath.

"That is exactly why I think we should break up Stella! You're always fucking insulting me by calling me all kinds of degrading names and I'm fucking sick of it! Damn woman it's no wonder why I don't want to move in with your ass. You have completely changed from the woman that I use to know to something that I don't even recognize anymore. What happened to that sweet loving woman that I use to love so dearly? The kind of woman who would actually give someone in need the shirt off of her damn back if they needed it? Where the hell did she go?" I lose all of my control, urgently lashing out at her.

Her demeanor amazingly changes right there in front of me, she relaxes her shoulders then she creepily puts on a broad smile, on what was just a few seconds ago a snarled up and very vengeful face.

It's like a Mrs. Jekyll and Mrs. Hyde scenario. Creepy as fucking hell.

"Scratch," she drawls out my name trying her best to put a seductive purr into it. "I'm sorry baby. I should of known that you were just trying to tell me that something was bothering you. Is it that murderous conniving woman who moved into the mansion with you? Did she do something to you that upset you? If you want I can go over there and put her in her place right now for you. I don't mind doing it for you baby. Maybe you should just get away from her? Besides, I don't like the idea of her living there with you anyway and the offer is still open if you would like to get out of that old mansion and move in here with me. What do you say?" She seductively conveys to me while sashaying over to me.

She puts both of her hands up on my chest, gently tracing her thumb back and forth along it while peering up at me with come hither eyes.

This woman has to be fucking loco. She acts like I just didn't see the sudden dramatic change in her that happen right in front of my own damn eyes. Talk about split fucking personalities.

And now she's trying to use her flirtation and sexual prowess as a weapon toward me. Is she that damn stupid? Thinking I would fall for her damn little petty seductive tricks?

"For the last damn time I'm not moving in here with you and no this has nothing to do with Cherry. In fact, Cherry just so happens to be my mate. So if you will excuse me I would like to get back to her." I snarl out with severe pettiness as I grab her wrist and pull her hands roughly off of my chest.

"You found your mate? Scratch you have to reject her! She's a damn murderer! She could murder you in your damn sleep. How could you let someone like her to continue to live in the same place as you? You can't trust her Scratch. Why would you want to be with someone like her when you could be with someone like me?" She whines at me so damn pitifully that she's actually starting to look disastrously pathetic in my eyes. Why couldn't I see this diabolical side of her until just now?

"Someone like you huh? Let me go. Just fucking let me go Stella. It's way past over. I don't want to see or hear from you ever again. Got it?" I assert as I drop her hands away from me, I step around her headed straight for the front door and out of her life for good.

"Scratch you can't do this to me! I've invested years into you and this relationship and this is how you repay me? If you don't stay with me I will do something to that precious little mate of yours and you damn sure won't like what I will do. You will come to regret this Scratch! I'm warning you!" She remarks devilishly halting my steps instantly.

With my back still facing her my breathing begins to pick up heavily. My fury rises and I can't seem to calm it. Fuck!

"If you try anything with her Stella you're the one who is going to end up regretting it. I won't hesitate for a damn second to kill you. I loved you once. That is the only reason that you're getting away with what you just told me. Now I'm walking out of this damn door to go back home to my mate and I never want to hear from you ever again. It's fucking over!" I spit out angrily, I wait where I'm standing just for a second longer wondering if she has any more frivolous comments to blabber about. When she doesn't offer me back a rebuttal, I take a calming breath.

Then I walk straight out of her damn door, slamming it hard behind me, without having one single fucking trace of regret.

I hit the bar after I left Stella's.

A little roadside western bar that served the finest damn tequila around, I should know I think I'm about on my fifth shot of the night right now or is it the sixth?

I had to call Brax to get a taxi ride home from him because my ass is far inebriated to even drive my old beat up Chevy truck back home.

There have been around two or three beautiful girls come up to me tonight to proposition me but I have pushed all of their asses away from me, refusing all of their proposals like a true drunk dumb ass.

I don't know why but every time one of those hot little women came up and offered me a night of pure unfiltered fun with them my mind kept retreating back to a certain little pink haired girl with a damn sexy ass body that practically could stop a man in his tracks immediately.

Never once have I even thought about Stella. Until just now that is.

I can't believe how much I misjudged her and I seriously can't believe how much she has changed over our courtship.

She went from being one of the nicest person that you would have loved to have met to this viscously evil foul corrupted women in a span of just three fucking years.

Why did she change so damn drastically? Did something happen to her that she felt that she couldn't tell me about? Or did I just not notice that she was this type of woman the entire time that we were together?

"Need another?" The bartender ask me. He's a gruff looking giant dude, that's sporting a beard that almost reaches to the top of his stomach.

"Sure." I slur.

He slides me down another tequila shot, I catch it before it was able to slide off of the bar amazingly even though I'm starting to see double now.

"How about we let that one be your last one bro?" Brax abruptly suggests while patting his beefy hand on my back as he takes a seat right next to me.

"What can I get you?" The long bearded bartender ask Brax.

"Nothing thanks man I'm just here to pick up my buddy. Designated driver." Brax confirms while laying down some bills on the bars counter to pay for my over abundance of drinks then turns his attention back to me.

"What happened Scratch?" He simply ask. I glance up at him with my eyes steadily trying to adjust from the blurriness of the damn alcohol.

"I broke up with Stella." I confess.

"So we're celebrating then?" I guffaw at his statement just a little to loudly.

"Suuuure you...sh-should h-have a...d-dr-drink with me...to celebrate!" Yea, I think I might of have way to many shots tonight.

"Let's get you home." Brax tells me. Why the hell not?

I accidentally stumble off of the stool straight into Braxs arms like a damn drunk embarrassing fool.

"Thanks." I mumbled.

"No problem." He tells me and then I start to get really nauseous. I think I really need to puke right now.

And I fucking did all over Braxs shiny black boots.

"Fuck Scratch! Gross!" Brax complains.

Fuck my life!

We stumble into the mansion clumsily with Brax holding me up by me leaning up against his entire body and his arm circling around my back.

At least I sobered up somewhat after I vomited all over Braxs boots but I still feel a little bit buzzed at the moment. Who the hell am I kidding I am drunk as fucking skunk right now.

Now all I need is another blunt to tide my ass over.

I just want to be as numb as I can possibly get.

"What happened?" A sweet little voice calls out from the right of us. I jerk my head to the sweet voice and man do I regret it. I suddenly become very dizzy and nauseous again.

I groan out miserably while roughly rubbing my fingers along my temple. Fuck!

"He was celebrating a little earlier and a little too much." Brax tells the sweet little voice that's standing in front us now. At least I think she is I'm not entirely sure since I'm still seeing a couple of images of her.

When my vision does clear up somewhat I get a spectacular view of a beautiful tiny woman with lovely light pink hair. She seems familiar to me but I just can't place her under my drunken stupor.

I raise my hand up to her pretty little face, placing my palm down upon it gently.

"You're pretty." I exclaim with a big smile.

"Thank you and I think you're very handsome." Well oh shucks. She's so damn sweet.

"I like you. Want to come to my room with me! We can be cuddle buddies!" I ask her sweetly. She grants me with a little soft giggle that sounds just like music to my ears.

"Thank you but maybe some other time like when you're sober." Well damn that really sucks.

Then suddenly I feel someone throw me down on a very soft giant pillow.

"Soft." I murmur while waving my hands and arms along the pillow just like I'm making a very pretty snow Angel.

"Look snow Angel!" I exclaim excitedly.

"He's kind of fun when he's drunk." The sweet little voice proclaims.

"I'm not drunk. I'm buzzed." I whine.

"Just go to sleep Scratch there's a glass a water and some Tylenol on the table beside you." My buddy Brax informs me.

"Let's go." Says the sweet little voice.

"Don't go. Pleassse!" I whine again as I reach my hand out for the sweet voice. I wrap my fingers around what I think is her tiny wrist quickly.

"Scratch you need to sleep this off honey." Awe she's worried about me. How damn sweet.

"Stay with me." I pitifully beg.

"Not tonight Scratch. You need to sleep." I actually pout my lips at her like a little toddler.

"Please. I won't bite. Promise." I plead with the sweet voice earnestly.

"Fine but I'll warn you I'm a complete bed hog." I give her a crooked smile at least I think I do.

"That's okay I like to share." I mutter as I watch the girl climb slowly into my bed beside me grabbing the covers up from on top of the mattress and wrapping herself up in it tightly.

"Are you sure about this Cherry. He's awfully drunk he may lash out at you in the morning." Brax ask her. Why does he sound so worried?

"I'll be fine Brax. Don't worry. Just get some sleep." She tells my buddy.

"Fine but if you need me Cherry pop just scream or knock on the far wall I'm located right in the next room beside this one." Brax explains to her while my eyes start to get really heavy.

"Thanks Brax." The sweet voice tells him.

"Sure thing Cherry pop, night." Brax exclaims.

"Night buddy." I mumble.

The sweet voice giggles again, "goodnight." She says softly.

Turning onto my side to get more comfortable while placing my hands right under my face, my eyes begin to steadily droop as I slip into a peaceful slumber.

Fuck my damn head hurts. It feels just like a damn heavy ass anvil is sitting right on top of my aching head.

I try to squint my eyes open into little like slits but the damn bright sunlight casting in the room from the window makes it impossible to truly open them up wider.

I groan out in misery from the headache that's pounding like a damn beating drum inside of my head.

I start to roll over but I when I feel a small pressure on my side my eyes do fly open then. Scared that I might have brought a strange woman home with me last night, I slowly turn my head to my side to see a figure stuffed up underneath my covers. Their head is completely covered my crimson duvet so that I can't make out who the hell they actually are.

Fuck! I try to remember exactly what happened to me last night. The last thing that I do clearly remember is me stumbling off of the bar stool into Braxs arms after that it's a total ass blank.

Please, please, tell me that this person laying next to me on my bed isn't fucking Stella. Please!

I sneakingly raise my hand up to the top of my duvet, pulling it very slowly down a little bit at a time until finally I see little strands of pink hair popping out of the top of it thankfully. Than the ever loving fuck!

I release a silent soft breath along with the duvet leaning back on my pillows underneath me with a slow steady smile creeping up on my face.

I bet River is going to be absolutely pissed at me for being the first one of us to actually sleep with Cherry. It gives me some sort of petty feeling of happy accomplishment.

I can't wait to rub this shit in his face. River is going to be beyond livid. I try to stifle a laugh at the image of a pissed off River but I mistakenly let it slip.

Covering my mouth quickly with my hand, I blow out a laughing breath from underneath it. I just can't help it I feel way to much happiness over this shit. I'm just a crass son-of-a-bitch.

I should be ashamed of myself for being so petty but damn it feels good to finally get one up on River.

Sliding down on my pillow slightly I begin to feel the ache in my head start up again. Dammit!

Rolling over to my side I quickly spy a nice bottle of water and aspirin right on top of the bedside table.

I grab them up quickly and swallow the shit all down.

Thank you Brax buddy I owe one or maybe two because I'm pretty damn sure he's the reason that I now have this sweet little thing sleeping next to me in my bed.

Turning on my side again as I face Cherry a sneaky little devious thought quickly enters my mind.

Raising my hand up again I slowly start to remove the duvet off of Cherrys head I slide it down extra slowly until it reaches all the way down to her lower side.

My eyes unexpectedly widen when I notice the little white crop top shirt that she's wearing.

I perversely inch my hand closer to her sliding it up under the little white shirt until I finally reach one of her large breast thankfully she's not wearing a bra. I start to trace my finger pad along her little nipple tenderly.

My cock automatically springs into action from hearing a little whimpering breath escape her. Working up my courage I edge my way over a little closer to her on the mattress until my body is firmly pressed up against hers.

I continue to trace little tiny circles on her perk nipple. Lowering my head slightly I give her little soft peck of my lips right onto her shoulder blade.

Cherry begins to wriggle around on the bed letting out a little husky purr.

Fuck I should really stop what I'm doing to her, if I keep this shit up I may not be able to control my inner demon.

But I love to hear those tiny little soft moans that are so sensually leaving those sexy plump lips.

So I presume my dirty little onslaught of her nipple but then I get somewhat braver and start kneading her entire breast and even braver still I begin to plant tiny peppery like kisses all over her neck now.

Rubbing my stiff cock right up against her perfectly round ass I let out a needy groan of my own.

Fuck I want her so damn badly.

Taking it a tiny step further I slide my hand downward, lightly letting my fingers grace across her silky soft skin along her side right up until I reach the very top of her panties. I falter for a second debating with myself if I should just risk it and go a little further.

What the hell, she is my mate after all.

Bravely I creep my fingers right into her little white panties until I finally hit the treasure that I was so aiming for. Swiftly and hopefully without being noticed I slide one of my fingers straight into her little tight center, I push it all the way in right until I finally hit the palm of my hand.

I really should stop my perverse actions but for some fucked up reason I just simply can't. I feel the sparks alight within me every time I touch her silken skin and it only makes this experience between her and I that much more desirable.

With so much longing and yearning in me I continue on. I start pumping my finger in and out her rapidly as I curled up my finger, then I had another finger and quicken my pace.

All the while I start kissing her around the underside of her breast.

She moans again so damn alluringly, I nearly bust my load right then and there.

Groaning gutturally, I push into her deeper and deeper.

"Scratch what are you doing?" She sleepily ask me catching me completely by surprise. I halt my actions immediately but still keep my damn fingers in place.

"I'm about to enjoy some delicious breakfast." I huskily murmur to her as drop right down under the duvet and quickly rip off those pretty little panties right the hell off of her.

"Scratch?" She calls out my name like more of a question than a moan but I'm definitely about to change that.

Dipping my head lower I dive right into my delicious breakfast, placing one of my hands on her tiny stomach to keep her from moving away from me I begin to ravenously devour her.

Licking and sucking on her cunt like a damn starved man. I vigorously swirl my tongue on her little nub as I keep thrusting my fingers deep into her hot as hell pussy.

The succulent taste of sweet chocolate and tangy cherries fall on my tastebuds just like heaven.

"Fuck Scratch!" Cherry purrs out my name making it sound just like I'm her divine fucking salvation.

My poor little innocent Cherry keeps trying to buck up her hips off of the damn mattress but I simply won't let her. Call it the little devil in me but I'm loving torturing her ass or in this case her tangy little ripe pussy.

But fuck when I think of the word innocent I soon remember that she is still only seventeen meaning that I can't fuck her just like I so want to do right now. But that is definitely not going to stop me from eating this scrumptious little pussy out.

Suddenly her silky walls begins to constrict around my fingers, I hurry my motions by sucking in her little pink nub straight into my mouth. Then I give it a tiny soft bite bringing the little nub right in between my teeth. That fucking does it, pivoting my fingers vigorously into her she soon spasms all around them.

"Fuuuuck!" She moans out her climax so damn sexily. I slather up all of her her tangy juices quickly. Slurping all of it right into my mouth lapping it all up to the very last tangy creamy drop.

Giving her one last long slide of my tongue, I remove my fingers slowly from her drenched and tight as fuck pussy, licking the remnants of her cum off of my fingers before I make my way back up to her.

Taking my time I creep up on top of her peering down at that beautiful blissed out afterglow face with a giant smile planted right on my own face.

"Morning my sweet little Cherry." I mutter while I kiss her all along her pliable neck.

"Morning Scratch who just ate out my snatch!" She whispers to me with a little giggle. I let out a very happy chuckle of my own right along with her.

"River is going to kill me. Please make sure that I have a nice expensive funeral." I ask her idiotically with another chuckle.

"He won't kill you Scratch but I just might. Who gave you the permission to do that?" I scowl down at her simply confused.

"Nobody I just took it upon myself to enjoy a good nutritious breakfast. Did you not like it?" I ask her seriously hoping that she honestly did.

The only woman that I have ever been with is Stella. Before her I remained a hopeless virgin hoping for my mate to come along one day soon. But after a while I just lost any hope that I had that I would ever find her.

That's exactly why I ended up with Stella. She was basically a stepping stone that kept my mind preoccupied on my way to finding my beautiful mate.

"It was spectacular Scratch. You're actually my first. I mean, you're the first person that I have ever done anything with that was, uhm, sexual." She murmurs to me nervously.

Well I be damned. That actually makes me feel really special. Then I remember River. Oh fuck, now he is definitely going to kill my ass.

Peering back down at my lovely sweet Cherry and seeing that beautiful face suddenly light up with such an enamored smile directed right toward me. I think to myself that it was all damn well worth it. River will just have to get over it. I'll just plead temporary insanity if he ever does find out about it.

"I want to be you're first at everything my sweet little Cherry." I whisper to her right before I drop my head down to her to finally give her long deep wanting loving kiss.

Damn! Even her lips taste just like cherries. Deepening the kiss, I start to ravage the inside of her mouth with my tongue making her taste just how damn delicious my breakfast was.

I seriously think that I'm now addicted to fucking cherries!