Twisted Fates (Fates Reborn) Read online

  As we are spending some time together on an off day for me from the shop, I’m not sure what has gotten into Lil, but I know that something has. She is trying to give me more of herself, much more than she ever gave to me that summer, and she is struggling. She was always so tightly wound, so compartmentalized, during our days or nights together those years ago. None of us had spoken of more during that summer, and the way she is acting now, lets me know that is exactly what she is doing, wanting to do, she’s planning for the future built between us.

  The thoughts of the way things were has me thinking back to that summer. How my mind was always wishing for more. Screaming that both Lil and Dom would want to build something more. Build a life that we would all share, a family that we could call our own, the three of us, together.

  That summer…

  Lilly lit up my body giving me any and everything that it could possibly need, want, or take each time that we are together. The way that it felt when her hands would run over my flesh, leaving a burning path in their wake, was something that I wanted so much more of. Pleasure that she would wring from my body, taking whatever, she wanted from me time and time again was only matched by him.

  The long nights we would spend as she was closing up the bar, learning each other’s bodies in every way possible, got my heart racing. The way she would call me Mama, and I knew if my name escaped her lips I was in trouble. Memories of the way she loved to fuck in public and how we had been nearly caught time and time again. One of the two times we had been caught by her boss that summer. How she could’ve given two fucks when he watched each time, how it drove her to new and depraved heights when she knew he was there. Showing me the way that it only drove her on and pushed her to know that he was there, watchin us.

  Dominic would do much the same, using each and everything within arms-reach to draw some sensations from me before flooding my body with pleasure. Long hours were spent with him buried deep inside me after he had my mind flying high. Tying me up before he would tease and torture my body with any and everything he could find. A night nearing the end of our time together screaming to the front of my mind.

  Dominic had me bound to the table in his parent’s kitchen, while they were away for the weekend. When he took away my sight with a silk cloth, I found that my other senses picked up on small cues they mighta missed out on. The little noise the fridge door made as Dom opened it or the way that the drawer to one of the cupboards would squeak when he opened and closed it. My mind raced as he collected things from around the room, and it felt like hours before his hands were on my body again.

  Teasing my nipples with what I think is an ice cube was only the beginning of our experience that night. When my nipples pebbled under the ice, it was removed and his warm breath started its own torture. Taking first one and then the other into his mouth, I thought their torment had ended, boy was I fucking wrong. The bite I felt next came outta nowhere, and I wasn’t sure until much later exactly what had caused it. He continued to twist, pinch, pull, and prod my nipples for what felt like an eternity. I came to learn quickly that my nipples were only the beginning for that ice and those fucking clothes pins, the nicest of places they went that evening, actually.

  When Dom left me bound and needy after his attention to my nipples, I whined and begged for him to return to me, to continue his attentions to my body. Return he did, and that ice and those clothes pins were put to uses I had never thought possible. The way that he placed those clothes pins over my body, eventually using his hand to slap them from my flesh was something that I never forgot. The feel of the ice being run around and through my pussy, finally finding itself nestled inside of my cunt and ass. As he started to pound into me, the extra sensations from the ice, and then the water was another thing that has never left my thoughts.

  Neither Lil or Dom needing to deal with any of the emotions that started to surface in me once we went our separate ways. They were long gone before I started to process just how good we had been together, just how much I wished things could’ve been different after they left. Let alone what happened when I found out about Alba, and how my life changed from that moment forward.

  Lilly and I are with Alba at a little park around the corner from my house, with Alba playing on the swings and running around the little park as I set up a picnic that I packed for us. These little things, us beginning to make memories as a family are times that I find when my mind wanders the most. The longing I have for Dom to be a part of this, to be able to share in the life we are building together.

  Shaking my head outta the thoughts, I have to get back into the here and now. Lilly and I are building this relationship, Dominic isn’t here with us and I would do well to remember that. Even if it is the thing that I would like most to happen

  ~Dominic

  These weeks being home have been nice, I’ve been able to catch up with my family and a few friends that are still around Zion. Each night I go to bed, and something is still missing though. I know that seeing her, my Doll, is what I need to help make the thoughts that I am missing something fade. Maybe seeing her will give me some idea of what my future will be. Knowing if she is happy, if her life is what she wants, if the family she has built for herself is everything that she could possibly want and need. Helping me make the decisions that I will need to make to move on with my life as well.

  Realizing my appointment to finish up the back piece with Nick is happening later today, I know that I will have a better handle on my future. Seeing my Doll is all it will take for me to know, if not at the shop during my session, I will track her the fuck down after. But, I know it needs to happen today.

  Showing up at the shop around noon, I am again greeted by Nick’s step-daughter, Annabelle. As I enter, the chimes draw her attention from her phone to me.

  Raising up from her seat she is quick to step around the counter towards me. “Fuck yeah, you came back for another go, huh? I knew that Nick was just being an asshole when he hollered at me for speaking with you before your last appointment. I bet you’re here to get something pierced this time, right? I bet I could do something real nice for you, big boy.” Slowly dragging her gaze up and down my body, I felt how I can only imagine women feel if this shit was happening to them. Annabelle is quick to speak up after eye fucking me, “You’re the kind of man that likes to please his partner I’m guessing.” Moving a few steps closer, she rests her hand on my chest before going on. “Big boy like you, all the ladies are probably knocking down your door to get the chance to wrap their lips, or cunts around you. You know what you to do to keep that shit up as you get older right?” Waiting only the briefest of moments I don’t reply before she is at it again. Tapping her hand on my chest lightly she continues, “You should get your dick pierced, big boy, not saying that you don’t know how to use your dick, I’m just thinking you could get a ladder and all the ladies would just be over the fucking moon when they got all that,” her hand starts a slow slid downwards and I am in fucking shock at the balls on this girl. Stopping just short of my dick she taps my stomach lightly before pulling her hand back and smiling sweetly, “I would be more than willing to get that all done up right for you there, big boy.”

  Jesus Christ this chick just don’t stop, “Bunny, your gonna hafta give it a rest. I already got a ladder and ain’t looking to add anymore jewelry to my dick at the moment. You could do good to maybe take it back a step or two when your speaking with customers though, if I didn’t know you or your step-daddy I might be thinking twice about coming back.”

  Seeing Nick step into the waiting room, I am grateful that it’s time to go back, and I won’t have to keep listening to her.

  “Coming back huh? Oh, I’m sure as fuck that you’ll be coming, big boy.”

  Before I can answer, I hear the chime from above the door again and turn to see a dark hair girl run into the shop, right past the counter and straight to the back room. Not thinking much about it, I step towards Nick, “Ready to finish this up?”

>   Glancing towards Nick, I see that his eyes followed the kid into the back of the shop. Turning back to me the look on his face is one that I can’t make out. “Something the matter, man?”

  “No, I just. Fuck- let’s just go back and get this underway. Go on through, you remember where my station is right?” Nodding my head at the question he turns to Annabelle as I walk away. Speaking low, I get the feeling that something is going down, and my mind wanders.

  Making the short walk down the hall, I notice Raz’s station again as I pass, and see it once again cleaned up neat and tidy. I’m guessing she has today off as well and wonder if Nick purposefully scheduled me for days when she wouldn’t be here. Glancing to the side, I see a framed photo that I would’ve thought was long gone. Her and my Marilynn under the moon light, and my thoughts slip for only a second to that night. Seeing movement outta the corner of my eye draws me back to the here and now, that’s when I notice the little girl digging through one of the drawers in the corner of the room.

  “Hey, kid whatcha doing in there?” is outta my mouth before I can think.

  Snapping her head up to me I am shocked at the depth I see in her eyes. Not only that but the familiarity I see in her features. Her eyes are a blue that I would know anywhere, the same blue that I have thought of most every night for the last five years.

  “Alba, where’d you get off to, doodlebug?” comes from the back of the shop. When my eyes glance up, I see her, my Doll, searching the cupboards in the storage room. I wonder more about the family she made for herself, and then it hits me, like a ton of fucking bricks. The name she called the little girl registers and I glance back towards the little girl that is still staring up at me. The smile that spreads across her face has me seeing myself in her features and I can’t help but wonder. This little girl, Alba, staring up at me through those blue eyes that are most definitely her mothers, with dark olive skin, and long dark hair, in what must be her mother’s room at the shop. I have seen photos of myself and my siblings and there is no mistake in my fucking mind that this little girl belongs to me.

  Grabbing for something outta the drawer the little girl has been rummaging through, she moves quickly as she hears Raz speak. Those bright eyes stay on me as she rushes towards me, pausing only briefly at my feet. “Hi Daddy,” comes out on a whisper before running through my legs outta the room, towards the front of the shop. I’m sure my jaw is on the fucking floor as I shift my weight and rest it against the door frame in absolute shock.

  I stay still as the reality of the situation hits me, and Raz makes her way down the hall towards me. Looking up slowly, I can feel the weight of my Doll’s eyes on my body. Waiting for her to recognize who I am, only takes a few seconds. The lust that I see flash in her eyes at first is gone quickly, when she knows me, it is replaced with fear.

  “Dom,” is all she gets out as Nick comes from the front of the shop towards us.

  “Dominic, just let her talk. Don’t go off the fucking rails, brother.”

  Pushing myself off of the door frame, I am quick to cut him off closing the distance between Raz and myself. My words are laced with an anger that I didn’t even know was possible for me to feel towards my Doll. Grabbing up her chin, forcing her eyes to my own, my voice is loud as I growl out, “Explain this, NOW.”

  At the harsh words, I see her flinch, and know that the tone I have taken was too much for her. Probably too much of a reminder about her fucking asshole of an ex. I never want to be the case of that fear in her, or reminder of that asshole. My fears of the man that I have become rushing to the forefront of my mind. The feelings swirling through me are almost too much and I need to hold back the desire to not only get the fuck outta here, but bloody some shit up on the way.

  Releasing her chin my finger can’t stop it slow decent over the smooth flesh of her cheek. I take a deep breath before I try again, this time with much less venom. “Raz, please explain to me why that little girl just called me Daddy.” Looking back towards the front of the shop, where she had scampered off to, “Why you called out my mother’s name after her? Which is reserved for children in our family, a tradition, really for the first-born children in my family, you know that.” Scrubbing a hand over my face, I need the moment to get my thoughts together. “Why she has a face that could not be mistaken as any one of the plethora of baby pictures that my momma has around the house.” Glancing back towards Raz, “Why, if I am that little girls daddy, like she says, I am only finding out about it now, five years after I was last buried inside of you.”

  “Dominic, I can explain-“

  A squeal is heard from the front of the shop and Raz rushes past me, with me close on her heels. Nick throws a hand up grabbing my shoulder as I try to move passed him, stopping me in my tracks. The growl that escapes my lips is quickly shut down as Nick starts to talk.

  “Dom, calm the fuck down, man. She struggled these last five years, so don’t fucking lay into her as much as your eyes are telling me that you want to at this point. She has beat herself up worse than anything you could do, always double guessing each step of the way. You’ve got to realize that she can’t go back on the decisions that she made those years ago and she has done the best with them.” Pulling the hand off my shoulder, he takes a step back resting against the hallway wall. “I’ve tried my best to keep her afloat and we, Alexandra the girls and I, have all been there for her and that little angel, anytime she has asked, but you know how hardheaded she can be.” Running a hand through his graying hair, I suddenly realize that my Doll has been a partial cause of it. “Fuck, brother, she isn’t the only one that didn’t reach out, so fucking keep that shit in mind while she tries to explain what has gone on.” Reaching for my shoulder again, he squeezes tightly, dropping his voice slightly before continuing. “Mostly remember that she has always told that little girl about you, that you are her father, Dominic. That you are the man that loved Raz enough to give Alba to her, even though you couldn’t be with them at the moment. That you were such a good man that you came from such a loving family that Raz named her after your momma, that it’s a part of your family’s heritage to do so. Don’t doubt for one second that little girl doesn’t know who you are or as much about you as Raz, fuck or even that I could give her.”

  Nodding my head towards Nick, I grunt out my thanks before moving towards the front of the shop. Seeing Raz moving around behind the counter, scribbling something onto a piece of paper, I almost miss the small hand that wraps itself around my leg. Looking down, those blue eyes pierce my heart, and any anger that I was feeling starts to instantly melt away. But, I know that this ain’t the time for us to talk, I need to get my thoughts together before that shit happens.

  Tapping my daughter on the head, I lean down grabbing her head in my hands and kiss the top of her head soundly before moving towards the front door. Pulling it open, I almost run into the woman that is heading inside. Absentmindedly, she grabs for the handle that I have already opened on my way out. As her hand reaches my chest, her eyes meet mine, and I see the shock in her as she takes me in. Nothing much has changed in her in the five years since I have seen her- well her hair is shorter, and a much darker shade than it had been.

  “Lil?” Nodding over my shoulder to the little girl, “That why you were calling me?” Looking back I see the love on my little girls face when she recognizes Lil and waves quickly at us as I turn again passing Lil to finish my retreat.

  ~Lilly

  Pulling my hand off his chest, I look up into those dark eyes taking a step back, Dominic moves through the door letting it close behind him. “Yea, well if you would’ve just answered my calls this whole shit could’ve been behind us by fucking now. But, no you had to go and ignore my calls, even though I’m surer than shit that you’ve been thinking about her much like I have these last years.” Nodding towards his crotch I add, “That fucking cock of yours never could do without turning to steel when she was near.”

  The laugher that comes is unexpected, “Fuck, Li
l, never one to chase around the bush were you?” Turning back he looks through the window at the woman that we both know caused his current state. “How long you been back Lil? I only just got here about a month and a half ago and I’m guessing by the look on your face and my girls, you’ve been back longer. Those calls you made to me, started what six weeks ago? You been back that long?”

  “Not that much longer than you, Dominic. I had to come back for my folks and it took me about a month to feel the draw to our girl again. She didn’t tell me about Alba for the first three months we spoke, so don’t go thinking I knew. I called shortly after I found out, I knew that you needed to come home and that she would tell you if you did.”

  Pointing into the shop, I can’t help the tenderness that comes to my voice as I continue, “She won’t let anyone into that little girl’s life that isn’t gonna be there for the long hall. This thing between us is not just a fly by night thing, and I think I knew it back then. You know that I would’ve done anything for her back then, and that shit hasn’t changed over the years we’ve been away, that’s why I was calling. She doesn’t shine for me alone just like she didn’t that summer, Dominic.” Drawing in a deep breath, I gaze through the studio window, seeing Raz looking out at us, I reach up and pat him on the shoulder. “She needs both of us, big guy, if she is going to be truly happy.”

  Taking a deep breath, she runs a hand through her now short darker hair. “Fuck Dominic, she was always meant to be ours, and that little girl in there only proves it to me more. She has been raising that little girl on her own, and done a fine job of it, now it’s time for us to get together again and make sure we give her everything that we can.”

  Looking up at him, those dark eyes are swirling with emotion, I know he’ll need time. “Go, give this shit some thought, Dom. We’ll be here waiting for you, when you’re ready.” Stepping around me my hand is reaching for the door before my head glances back towards him. “Don’t make it too long though, our girl needs to be whole again, and I don’t know why but she fucking needs you to help do that.”