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Crown Gravehart

Happy Birthday River!

I stepped into the bedroom, adjusting the cuffs of my tuxedo shirt.

The soft clicks of my shoes echoing off the polished floor didn't do much to pull myself out of my head.

My mind had been stuck in thoughts about tonight since I woke up.

I tried settling my mind by letting Four suffocate me with her pussy but not even her sweet taste could bite back the feeling of some fucked up shit happening.

"Four, you ready?"

"Almost!" she called after me from the walk-in closet.

"We gon' be late fucking with you."

"So! It's my party. I can be late if I want to."

Chuckling, I grabbed my phone off the dresser. I had a few texts from Jax telling me to text her when I was a block away. I hit her back quickly and was about to put my phone down when Syn's call came through.

"Yo!"

"Nigga, you know better than to fucking yo' me," she snapped.

"You right I should've yurrrrr'd your ass."

"Please stop playing with me." She laughed. "I'm calling to make sure everything is set."

"It's straight on my end. You and Killian will show up at the docks, then Choyce and Kage will pull up. Honor, Wolfe, and I?—"

I was in the middle of explaining the most important part of tonight when I lost all focus because I smelled her.

"Crown! Crown! Are you there?"

Syn, calling my name did nothing to knock me out of the daze.

My back was facing Four, but her scent crept into the space separating us.

Sweet and addictive, her perfume claimed me.

I inhaled longer, deeper to catch every note, intoxicating my sense of smell.

Black Cherry. Smokey Jasmine. Slow burn of amber and vanilla.

"Are you going to turn around or what?" She cooed softly.

"I'ma call you back, Syn," I said and ended the call.

"Syn? If I didn't know better, I would think Syn is your side bitch. This is the third time I've heard her?—"

"You know fucking better." Turning around, my eyes found her. I locked in on Four, and just like when I smelled her, I was stuck.

That fucking dress.

Her dress, deep midnight blue, slick like moonlit oil, hugged her body like it had been molded to her curves. Every part of her was a masterpiece sculpted into perfection. I took my time walking over, drinking in every detail of her look.

"Crown," she softly moaned as my hand grabbed hers.

Holding on to her dainty hand, I kissed the back of her palm, then spun her fine ass around.

Her back was nearly bare. The dress, held together by thin straps, showed enough skin to make any nigga's throat go dry and his eyes beg for a shot of her to quench his thirst. The back wasn't nearly as tempting as the front.

It plunged murderously low, dragging a nigga's wildest fantasies to a diamond body chain that sparkled against her honeyed complexion like stars strung together specifically for her.

"Crown, say something, please."

Silence claimed me. Four didn't understand the sight of her stole my breath straight from my lungs.

Dropping to my knees, I caught the stall of her chest. Her pretty, widespread eyes hid the smoky eye shadow the makeup artist had applied earlier in the day.

I smirked and shook my head. Relief escaped her as we both chuckled.

I reached over, grabbing one of her heels.

She lifted her foot just enough for me to slide it on, but my fingers lingered.

They trailed slowly over her ankle, caressing her soft arch.

I lifted her foot, bringing it to my lips. Four gasped, wiggling her foot free.

"Stop. What happened to us being late?" She teased.

Placing her other heel on her foot, I stood up, smirking. "Fuck it! It's your party. We can be late if we want to."

Shaking her head, her arms draped over my shoulders. I rubbed along her sides, bringing my hand to the top of the dress and slowly peeling it down her arms.

"Don't mess up my makeup or my hair."

"I can't promise you that, Four. Step out for me."

She stepped out of the dress, and I placed it neatly on the bed.

I spun her around, grinding my dick against her bare ass as I led her over to the mirror.

She palmed each side of the frame, and I dropped my pants.

Stroking my already hard dick, I brushed her straightened hair over her left shoulder.

"Mhmmm," she cooed. My dick pulsing rubbed along her silky lips. "Don't tease me, Crown. Give me my four-eyed triplets or move from behind meeeee!"

Entering her slowly, I fed her pussy every inch of my dick and fucked her until her pussy was milky white and filled with my straight shooters.

As we walked into Four's party, her nails dug into me as she squealed in excitement. I laughed at her giddy ass already knowing I'd have to wipe tears and clean her nose.

"Hold up y'all the muthafuckin' birthday girl done graceed us with her muthafuckin' presence.

" A white spotlight fell on River as the room went crazy for my wife.

I stepped to the side, letting River have her moment.

"Happy Birthday to big Four! Mrs. Gravehart, even when she's not!

The real one, never the fake one! Happy birthday, beautiful. This one's for you!"

I didn't have to look to know whose gaze was sweltering the side of my face, and it wasn't Four.

Wolfe and Chosyn were probably hot about that real Mrs. Gravehart line, but it was all in jest. Chosyn would always be a Gravehart, but it was something about knowing I found a love that was worthy of giving my all, to, last name included.

Women like Four were a rarity. She didn't nag, never questioned the shit I was out here doing and allowed me to be who I am, quirky and murderous thoughts included.

I couldn't have asked for a better mother for our future four-eyed babies.

As the cheers and applause started to die down, the deejay played "Birthday Song" by 2 Chainz.

Four wasted no time wagging her ass to the beat.

She bent over and popped her ass as much as the painted-on dress allowed.

Her semi-straight hair swept across her back each time she tossed her head from one side to the other.

Watching her, my eyes dipped to the way her waist twisted in a circle.

She caught me staring and smirked. Nibbling on her bottom lip, Four waved her lower half like she was riding this dick.

Smirking just as hard, I closed the space between us, putting one hand on her hip, the other on the small of her back.

Four bounced her jiggly ass all over my dick for the next two songs.

When the deejay slowed it down with "Pussy Fairy" and Four started whining slow as fuck on my dick, I called it quits.

These expensive ass pants weren't gon' make it with the way my shit was starting to brick up.

Tugging gently on her body chain, I motioned for her to lean up.

"Come on, so you can see how a real nigga celebrates his wife."

Four nodded, and I guided her around the party, showing her everything Jax explained would be present during her party. The tour ended at The Memory Garage, where Chosyn, Honey, and the twins were leaving messages. Of course, seeing that had Four's eyes misty.

"Such a crybaby," I groaned kiddingly.

"Boy, stop." She laughed, slapping her hand against my chest.

"Crown!" Chosyn shrieked, finally noticing us standing there. "She wasn't supposed to see this yet."

"My bad, but I didn't think Jax had it up and running yet."

"Jax made everyone come this way as soon as they came in so nobody would forget. You could have taken her to see the racetrack," Chosyn bickered, but Four's face lit up with excitement.

"Racetrack?" she quizzed.

"Yeah, we had one of the garage levels converted and brought a few cars out."

"Oh, my fucking god!" she squealed.

"Chill your excited ass down." I chuckled. "Nah, but you can go with your girls right after this?—"

I raised my hand to the two women I peeped standing idly by the food section that was a short distance away from us.

"Mom! Gigi! I can't believe y'all are here! You both look so good." River smiled.

"We weren't going to miss this for the world," Lakelyn smiled, pulling River into a hug.

"Right! Plus, this big-headed boy of mine wouldn't allow me to miss this. He knows damn well my bedtime is eleven," Gigi fussed, hugging River.

"Y'all can enjoy a night out. I had Rook invite a couple of his old heads."

"Crown!" Four fussed as her mother and Gigi blushed.

"The elders need love, too." I shrugged, causing everyone but Lakelyn and Gigi to laugh.

"Elders? Lakelyn, let's go show these young bucks how we cut up before I cut him."

Rolling her eyes, Gigi walked past, bumping me while Lakelyn told Four happy birthday once more, then took off.

"Now that the mothers have found their groove, can we race?" Kyree asked.

"In these dresses? I was hype about the racetrack, but this dress is not gonna let me drive the way I want to."

"Crown has it handled." Chosyn hooked her arm around Four's. "Come on, ladies."

Honey and the twins started walking first. Chosyn eyed me subtly, motioning for me to bend down.

"Wolfe snuck out a little after you said that bullshit about my bestie being the real Mrs. Gravehart ." Chosyn's voice dropped in pitch, making me laugh.

"I ain't mean nothing by it."

"Oh, I know because you value your life too much to play in my face."

Rearing my head back, I caught the edge of a blade sitting between her lips. My eyes cut to Four, who was so caught up in the music she wasn't paying attention to our conversation.

"Your brothers are upstairs. Make this shit quick because the second Four starts asking questions, I'm snitching."

"It's like that?" I frowned.

"Hell yeah, call us even for that slick shit you said."

Shaking my head, I moved from Chosyn over to Four.

"I gotta handle something real quick."

"Huh? Wait, no, you can't leave!" She frowned.

"I won't be long. I promise. Enjoy yourself."

"Seems like she already did with how her hair is frizzy," Chosyn quipped.

"Hating ass. Don't trip. I'll let Wolfe know you're ready to sit down with baby number two."

"Four, kiss your man goodbye before I kill me!"

Giggling, Four leaned up, and I bent down, bringing our lips together. Four used her tongue to part my lips and latch onto my tongue. A quick kiss turned fucking nasty real quick.

"Okay! Okay! Damn fuck right here why don't y'all," Chosyn smacked, pulling Four away.

Before Four walked out of reach, I rubbed her stomach with one hand and gripped her ass with the other.

"Four-eyed triplets," she mouthed.

My heart swelled at that shit because for once it felt like we were on the same page.