Page 49 of Infiltrated

“For you I’m anything you want me to be, anyone else calls me a vampire, I’ll kill them.” He quirked a lip at that.

“Guess that means I’m next.” Luca slowly stripped his bandages off and exposed his piece. It wrapped from his left peck all the way down to his elbow. He took a different approach to his tattoo, he had thick green and black vines wrapped up his arm leading to his chest. The vines were set on fire but instead of regular flames they were tinged in black and purple with accents of red and yellows. The tattoo had a three dimensional effect, which helped the background of the tattoo stand out more. Under the tattoo were four distinct male silhouettes with a curvaceous female silhouette on either side. It appeared as if the flames around the tattoo touched everything but them, which were settled right over his heart. His tattoo in particular didn’t have any words on it that I could see but the full wrap around his muscular arm was phenomenal. It was as if the vines were moving every time he flexed. It was impressive work.

“Cole, this is incredible. It looks like it's going to jump off his skin! I love the shadows over his heart too. LEDD you went all out, I’m…wow.” I looked at Pixie, and she was suspiciously blinking a little too much. I am rarely made speechless but the emotion in the room was overwhelming but comforting at the same time.

Dante

We made our girls speechless.I knew they would be happy once they saw our new ink, we had another trick up our sleeve to show them later too.

“Okay Elps, it's your turn! Pixie, do you want to go first, mi amor, you look a little pink over there,” I teased at the blush, creeping up her face.

God she is beautiful, she just glows.

Yeah, she is something else. Dimitri said in response, and a chorus of agreements followed shortly after.

“Yeah, okay I’ll go next.” Pixie took off her cover, and holy fuck. No wonder she took an extra couple of hours. She had an entire sleeve done, I have no idea how Anthony was able to work that fast or if he had some type of speed power but goodness, it was ridiculously detailed. From her forearm, she had a sugar skull female with the full face of color turned to the side so you could only see the profile. Around the female’s profile, seemingly caressing her face was a skeletal hand that led to a skull with similar sugar skull designs without the actual human look. The eyes were sunken in but still seemed hyper focused on his live bride. Around the duo that took up her entire forearm were purple roses and dark shadows. The shadows continued but started to turn into smoke that went down her forearm and started to take on a three-dimensional effect.

Beyond the smoke was a solitary female, her wind-swept hair taking on a life of its own. The female was looking out into a forest of darkness, the moon and stars overhead, knees drawn up to her chest. The lower piece wrapped around her entire forearm as you had to look around it to get the entire picture but on the female’s back, carved and dripping blood, the only color in this portion of the piece, were the words: ‘In the darkness, my soul will always call out to yours’ written by the smoke that was causing the effect of the picture seemingly coming to life. The shades of gray were startling, except for the blood dripping from the female, still the entire piece flowed. He packed in so many little details that the entire piece looked like a work of art, not just a tattoo. The fine lines of the hair being swept away mimicked by the way the trees swayed as well, the way the words were viciously carved on the back of the female facing the lake. It was as if you can almost touch her and she would come to life. I blew out a breath, this was incredible work.

“This is gorgeous, mi amor, the detail is incredible.” She beamed and gave me a kiss.

“Thanks! I am in love with the details. Anthony really kicked ass on this piece. Did you notice anything else?” She turned and winked at Anthony. The boys came closer to inspect the tattoo, trying to figure out what she was referring to, and after a few minutes, Etienne smirked.

Inside of the arm directly where the girl is sitting, the blood is dripping to the ground instead of stopping, it runs in five different streaks. Each streak is one of our names in script. It looks like it’s part of the blood running, very subtle, just like her.

Fuck, I am beyond turned on right now.

You are always turned on and whipped as fuck. Dimitri rolled his eyes.

We ALL are around them. Besides Dracula, you’re the one with Hotel Transylvania tattooed on his arm, so who is calling who whipped?Dante laughed out-loud.

Ellie broke the silence before we did. “Baby, that is beautiful.” She grabbed her ass and brought her in for a kiss. The shop boys laughed but looked elsewhere and we were just stuck looking at them, watching while Ellie drew her hands up Pixie's back and gave her a hair tug before drifting down to her neck and leaving a lingering kiss.

Pixie stepped back, breathless. “Okay stop trying to distract us, it's your turn.”

Ellie rolled her eyes, then winked. “Ruining all my fun.”

Louie stood to the side, seeming very excited, proud, and emotional. I wonder what it is that she had done. She took a deep breath and uncovered her arm.

Starting down from her shoulder was a woman with her face pointing down, covered in a black hood. What was visible of her face was half skull and the other half had a smile with red lipstick. The woman was curvaceous and was draped in a cloak that parted to reveal abs and tight black pants, she was holding two flaming swords, crossed one in front of the other, that were dripping in blood. Upon a closer look, the swords said, ‘I promise death.’ The scene wrapped around her arms, and behind the female was a blood red moon, and a dark road littered in skulls and corpses. The cloak was dragging behind the female in the blood that seemed to run in a river beneath her feet, which was covered in cuts and bruises. In the clouds, the words: ‘Power is earned not given, or else it’s taken by Force’ were written.

If that wasn’t intense enough, the darkness flowed into her forearm but drifted away and the scene was completely different. The intensity kicked up a notch, however, in a very different way. In the center of her forearm, were two females, back to back holding hands similar to Etienne but without the fairy and angel wings. This is visible when she turned with her palms facing up; clever. The females were nude, the profiles hidden as they looked down toward what was hanging from their hands.

I gaped. The women were very perfectly tattooed, showing every curve of the female body from the shape of the thighs to the perfect bend of the knees and arch of their feet. No details were spared as the nipples even had a dusky pink color and the curve of the neck was amazing as it led from a very detailed collar bone. Pure magick, it was like Louie wrapped his soul into the details. Between their hands was a very detailed pocket watch about two inches, set with a time. The watch was a shiny silver and brass, the numbers in Roman numerals, and the time was set to 11:53.

Behind the females, were the simple, yet very pronounced,outlines of four men. Even those outlines captured muscle structure and tone.From those outlines exploded a watercolor landscape that wrapped around her forearm. The water colors depicted a city of color and a dark road, where the women stood in the center. When the watercolors met on the ulnar side of her forearm, words started to form from the tendrils: ‘Con Nuestro Amor, El Tiempo Paro, y Nuestro Corazones Latido.’

I was stuck, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. There was absolutely no way we could have ever been so lucky. I had to tear my eyes away from the newly drawn ink and grabbed her chin, moving past the guys, so she could look at me. “I Swear” by All-4-One started to play from the suspiciously quiet sound system these past few minutes. I rolled my eyes, but I pressed a gentle kiss to her mouth before pulling her close and looking down at her perfect face. “Mi corazon no latido hasta que yo te conoci a ti y a Pixie. Yo te adoro mi alma. Por siempre. Te lo juro.”

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes and I kissed each closed eyelid. “No, honey, this is pure magick, no need for tears.” I wrapped her in my arms.

“So anyone going to tell me what the tattoo actually says or should I just pretend she is saying that she loves how long my…fangs…are,” Dimitri teased. It was like the twilight zone, seeing that sullen motherfucker actually joke and laugh. Creepy as fuck, gave me fucking shivers.

Pixie smiled and shook her head. “It says, ‘With our love, time stopped and our hearts beat’ or rather our hearts started to beat is the gist of it. Dante then told her that his heart didn’t beat until he met us.” Her voice caught but she continued, “And promises that he loves her, his soul, forever.” I grabbed her hand and brought her in for a kiss, tugging her hair to run my tongue across her tongue rings and stroke her tongue with mine.

“He isn’t wrong,” Luca spoke up with the other two murmuring their agreements.

Louie cleared his throat, I forgot they were all here for a few. “Well, the boys and I are going to head out, I have a feeling the next thing you want to show them, we shouldn’t all be here for.” He barked a laugh, and Jinx, Anthony, Damien, Cole, and Tommy groaned, murmuring about little sisters. The men walked around saying their goodbyes and admiring each other’s work, pausing briefly to look at the designs when looking at Ellie’s hooded tattoo,before packing up.

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