Last chapter of this fic! We made it! I love you all so much!

I want to thank rancidamy for drawing my attention to the mistake with the time it took to do the ink, and I edited that chapter accordingly!

Thanks to SOA loving mom, without whom I never would have had the bravery to write this fic!

WARNING: ROUGH SEX, GUYS! Most of you know how I roll. Get a fan, some smokes, some ice water, whatever ya need! EXPLICIT SEX ACTS AHEAD!

"You little fuck!"

Merle roared as Daryl nearly ran into the mirror room with Amber screaming laughing as her head bobbed over his shoulder. His younger brother's only answer was a smirk and a raised middle finger as he turned and kicked the door shut. The lock clicked closed a second later.

Daryl sat Amber down on the dresser that sat against one wall, pouncing on her as soon as he dropped the bottle of whiskey on the wood next to her. One hand went to her hair, jerking her head back, while the other went to her hip, pulling her roughly against him to grind into her heat.

"What the FUCK was that out there!?" he hissed.

"That was me owning your ass, Demon." she said with a smug grin.

Daryl's eyes softened for a second and his hips stilled. "Ya sure ya ready for it like this again, baby girl?" he asked quietly, love cutting through the alcohol and lust for a moment.

She tilted her head, narrowing her eyes at him. "Like I said, Demon, I owned your ass in front of the whole club. WHAT are you gonna do about it?"

Daryl's hand tightened in her hair again, his hips resuming their grinding. He was satisfied with her answer. "I'm gonna fuck ya blind, that's what your gonna get for actin like that." His hand left her hip, pulling at the hooks of the bustier at the small of her back. "Get this shit OFF, or I will FUCKIN CUT IT OFF!" he snarled, head dropping to bite and suck at her neck. Amber moved her hands from where they were fisting his vest and shoved them behind her, releasing the hooks from the loops. Daryl pawed the fabric away, roughly squeezing her flesh in his hot hands. Amber's back arched and she moaned, pulling at his vest. Daryl's hands came off her long enough for her to pull it off his arms and lay it beside her on the dresser. Even in his lust haze, he registered that she treated it different now that it had the full club colors. She respected it, which meant she respected HIM, and for some reason that made him want her screaming his name even more. He rolled her nipples roughly between his thumbs and forefingers. Amber pulled at his shirt now and he raised his arms so she could jerk it over his head. Good thing he wasn't wearing anything else up top, because he was starting to get a little pissed at his 'titty time' being interrupted. Amber's head fell against his chest, she ran her tongue over his collar bone and then bit his shoulder.

"Fuck YES, baby girl. I missed that shit." Daryl growled.

Amber's nails raked down his sides and his hips jerked.

"Bed. Now." she commanded.

"Why?" he demanded, liking how things were going on the dresser.

Her reply was muffled, his skin between her teeth again, but he was able to make out the words "suck" and "cock". A second later she was lifted from the dresser and carried over to the bed.

Daryl was drunk, not stupid.

Amber scrambled back on the bed and he went to follow but she flapped her hand towards the dresser.

"Smokes. Whiskey. NOW."

Daryl spun around grabbing the bottle and pulling a cigarette and his lighter out of his vest. If she wanted him to drink and smoke while she gave him head, who the hell was he to argue?

Amber sat against the headboard now, legs out in front of her. The way they had accomplished blowjobs so far, with her bad knee, had been in bed, her laying beside and down on him. He had no idea what she was going to do now, but fuck it, Amber hadn't disappointed him yet.

He handed her the bottle and put the cig in her pretty mouth, lighting it before stowing the lighter on the nightstand. Then he toed off his boots and crawled up the bed. Amber spread her legs and motioned between them.

"On your knees, here."

He smirked taking the position. Amber held the cigarette up and he took it with his mouth. Then she held up the bottle of liquor. Daryl took it, taking a long pull as she undid his belt, pulling it through the loops to lay it next to her. Amber undid his button and then the fly, finally he got a little relief. She quickly shoved his jeans and boxers down to his knees, not hesitating to wrap her lips around his cock and swallow it down as far as she could take it, which was nearly all the way now.

"SHIT!" he roared, nearly dropping the bottle and biting the cig in half. He glared down at her, pulling the smoke out of his mouth. "Ya dirty little bitch! Keep that shit up and I'll end up comin down ya throat instead a in ya pussy."

Amber moaned around him, feeling wet flood the crotch of her jeans. She loved it when Daryl fucked her drunk, he always had such a dirty mouth. She pulled back and released him with a wet pop as his head came from in between her lips. She looked up at him, trying to give him her best "dirty little bitch" face. "Go ahead, that's what I want. We've got all night." She dove back on his member before he could respond to her dare. It didn't take him long though.

"Hand me that goddamn BELT! I'ma gonna show ya fuckin 'go ahead', little girl."

Amber took a hand off his thigh to grab the belt and hand it up to him. Daryl took it from her as she worked him, setting the bottle to the side as her sweet wet warm mouth slid up and down his cock. She was looking up expectantly and he grinned down at her like Satan himself as he flicked his cigarette in the general direction of the ashtray on the nightstand.

"Ya like this belt s'damn much," he said as he wrapped the ends of the leather slowly around his fists, "let's fuckin use it." He dropped the middle of the belt that was between his fists down over the back of her head and neck and began to pull on it and release, using it to control the speed and depth that she sucked him. Amber shuddered when she felt it and loosened up her upper body, letting Daryl control her. Then her hand came up, fingers dancing over his scrotum. He took a second and pushed his knees as far apart as he could to give her better access before he resumed the rhythm with the belt.

"There ya go girl. God damn, ya always s'greedy for my cock. FUCK!" Amber had tightened up her mouth, hollowing her cheeks and cupping her tongue around the bottom of his shaft. Daryl had no idea where or how Amber learned to give head, but good lord, she was gonna make him come so hard his heart stopped.

He heard a zipper and looked down. "Holy shit." Amber's free hand was in her jeans now. His head snapped over to look in the mirror to his right. He had forgotten about the damn mirror. Sweet Jesus, the view would make him come just by itself. Daryl was towering over Amber, her head buried and bobbing in his crotch. Every so often she would come back far enough for him to see his cock sliding wet between her lips. He had that belt in his fists, using it to control her actions, his arms flexing with every movement. One of her hands was just below where her mouth worked, rolling and tugging his goddamn nuts that way she did that had him bucking and twisting his hips to get more. But then, her other hand was in her own jeans, working that sweet little pussy of hers.

"Ya DIRTY little bitch!" he hissed, feeling his release beginning to build. "Ya just couldn't wait, could ya? Ya got s'worked up suckin my cock ya had ta touch ya self."

Amber moaned around him and he saw her hips begin to lift. Daryl sped up the speed on the belt, deepening the stroke. He knew Amber wasn't one to do stuff she wasn't comfortable with, if he gagged her (too much) she would push back.

"That's it girl, come while my cock's in ya throat. I wanna feel ya scream around me, baby girl." Fuck, she just tightened up on his balls a little, and it felt so damn good. He felt the pressure start to build at the base of his spine, right at the top of his ass. Then Amber began to jerk against him and her mouth and throat began to vibrate around him. She was screaming around him, just like he wanted. A thought popped up in the back of his head but it was too late to worry about it.

Daryl bucked, pulling hard on the belt even though he tried not to. God, this was so fuckin dirty, it was perfect. He came hard, his head snapping back as he roared, hips pumping against her. He couldn't even curse, it was like he lost his mind for a minute, lost in the sweet heat of her mouth, her cool hand on his balls, and the image of her fingers working in that sweet little pussy of hers while she swallowed him down.

Then Daryl was collapsing down on his back on the bed, Amber ducking her head so the belt slipped out from behind it as he flopped back. He realized he still had his jeans half on as he clumsily stretched his legs over her left one but didn't give a shit. Amber fell back on the headboard. She went to pull her hand out of her jeans and before she could get her fingers clear of the denim he growled.

"That's mine. Give it here."

She chuckled huskily, leaning over and reaching out to put her fingers in his mouth. Daryl hummed around them as he sucked them clean, his spent cock twitching a bit at the taste in his mouth.

"Damn, you're dirty." Amber said, her voice scratchy. She leaned over and grabbed the bottle of whiskey with her free hand, taking a drink. She cleared her throat, "There, that's better."

Daryl released her and unwound the belt from his hands. "Ya the dirty one girl. I wasn't tha one rubbin one out while I gave head."

Amber snorted. "We're a matched set then."

"Fuck yeah we are. Gimme a minute and we'll fuck."

"God, I love it when you get romantic."

They both laughed then. Daryl sat up after a minute, pushing his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off. Then he helped Amber with hers as she lifted her hips for him. He smirked when he saw the crotch was soaked. Then he noticed something was missing.

"Where are your damn panties?"

She grinned. "Didn't wear any."

"Ya ain't had no panties on SINCE WE LEFT THE HOUSE?"

She wiggled her eyebrows. "Nope. I wanted to see how long it took you to notice."

Daryl rolled his eyes, moving to lay on one elbow as she lay on her back beside him. He leaned down to kiss her, his hand on the curve of her hip, tasting himself in her mouth. After a minute he moved back, smirking. "Sorry if I gagged ya. Didn't mean ta pull on the belt like that when I came."

Amber shrugged. "I didn't notice. I was busy myself."

"Yeah, I got scared for a minute that ya might bite me.

Amber's eyes widened in mock horror. "Bite THAT? Oh, honey, I need you in perfect working order. Biting that cock would be like destroying a work of art."

"Pfft." he scoffed. "Ya just remember that."

Amber pulled him down with her arms around his neck for another kiss. It was hungry, they obviously were nowhere near done for the night. His hands traveled over her skin, squeezing her breasts before he broke the kiss, moving down her body. He bit and licked a path to her chest, teeth sinking into one firm globe and Amber cried out, clutching at his head. He chuckled evilly and pulled back his head to admire his handiwork. Daryl must have been satisfied with it because he moved to the other side, immediately sucking her nipple into his mouth hard, tongue and teeth working it over. The hand he wasn't supporting himself with dug into her hip and Amber lifted her knees, letting her right rest across Daryl's ass.

"What ya wantin, little girl?" he asked, wanting to hear her say it.

"Need you, Daryl..." she almost whined, her hands in his hair, pulling down.

"No, girl, tell me. M'hands or m'mouth?" he asked around her nipple.

"BOTH! BOTH DAMMIT!" she cried out, pushing Daryl down.

"Ya greedy little bitch!" he snarled, digging his hands into the sheets at her side to push farther down Amber's body. Her bad knee was already over his back so he just jerked the left over his shoulder and buried his mouth in her. Amber shrieked and Daryl groaned, assaulting her clit with his teeth and tongue, rougher than he usually did. She was so fuckin wet, soaking his scruff within seconds.

"Holy fuck baby girl, I love yore pussy." he muttered before diving back into her. He shoved two fingers into her roughly, after the last week he now was acquainted with what she could take. Amber bucked, riding up against his face as he fucked her with his mouth and hand. Her hands were pulling at her own hair now, as she said things that just spurred him on.

"FUCK DARYL! Oh my GOD! That's IT baby! DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP!"

He sucked hard on her clit, crooking his fingers inside her, twisting his wrist to drag them down hard the front wall of her. Amber screamed and he felt her slam down around his fingers. Her hips bucked hard but Daryl rode it out, keeping his mouth down around the twitching nub as his name bounced off the mirrors around them. When she collapsed down on the bed he found all her wet, taking from her what she had taken from him. She wasn't the only greedy one in the room.

As soon as his head popped up Amber pulled at him, digging her nails into his shoulders. Daryl shot up her body, ending up on all fours over her. He dropped onto his elbows next to her head, bringing his head down and shoving his tongue in her mouth. He knew what she wanted, she wanted to taste herself in his mouth. Amber moaned against him, one hand raking her nails down his back while the other circled his cock, taking up the same fevered pace as their tongues. He was rock hard again, her fingers finding the pre-cum and spreading it over his head as she stroked him.

"God DAMN baby girl!" he yelled as his head rocked back. He had never been able to get back up this hard this fast. Amber released him, twisting under him. Daryl's eyes widened at her turning over onto her belly. He sat back on his heels between her trembling legs.

"Fuck me, Demon!" she ordered over her shoulder, "I want you to see your mark while you fuck me!"

Daryl swallowed, she had been hurt from behind. He hesitated, "Your knee girl..."

"Figure something OUT THEN! I NEED THIS!"

Her last words made him explode into action. If there was one thing he understand, it was making sure Amber had what she needed.

Daryl straddled her good leg and picked up her hips. He hitched the right one up higher, keeping most of her weight off her right knee as she pushed up on her hands. He adjusted his hips behind hers, bringing his right thigh up under Amber's. Surprising to him, it worked, putting him in position, his cock up against her dripping wet slit.

"Tell me if it hurts and I'll..."

Amber looked back over her shoulder. "Hurt me good." she snarled.

Daryl brought his left hand off her hip, the weight of that side was on her good knee. He smacked her ass hard and then thrust into her even harder. They both cried out, Amber grabbing the headboard for leverage to push against him and to help support her weight.

Daryl couldn't take his eyes off his ink on her back. There was no undoing that, she would wear it forever. His arrow and his rattlesnake, the same name that was now on his own scarred back. He pounded into her, head down so he could see her wings and his mark. Up until that point he hadn't really gotten the whole ownership thing, but seeing that ink on her sweet soft skin did something, flipping a switch in his brain.

Daryl reached down, wrapping his broad fist in her hair and then jerked her back up and against him. Amber yelped, bringing her hands back behind her head to clutch at his neck. Daryl brought his right arm around her waist, holding her so he could thrust into her. Her mouth was open as she panted, her eyes closed. He could tell she was close by how she tightened up even more around him. He jerked her head back a little, her nails digging into his neck as she whimpered.

"Ya MINE! Ya HEAR ME?"

Amber nodded. "Yes...yes...oh god...only you...always you..."

"Ain't another man EVER gonna touch ya, EVER!"

Amber shook her head as best she could with him pulling her hair. "No...never.." she whimpered and then she began to moan low, building louder until she was shuddering against him as she screamed.

Daryl pulled her head over and dropped his mouth to the soft skin where her neck met her shoulder. He drove into her one last time as they came together, a single word burning into his brain as his teeth sunk in her tender flesh and he tasted copper and cool water.

MINE

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