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Getting ready for bed, I am in the bathroom brushing my teeth when I see E in the mirror, standing behind me. He’s leaning against the wall, crossing his legs at his ankles and his hands go into his black sweatpants pockets. His chest is bare, decorated with intricate, beautiful ink designs. My eyes move down his arms and stop on the bat wings. I take in each line of each wing. Then, I look at mine through the mirror, examining them the same. A part of me still hates them and wants them covered.
But how he described me and the new meaning of little bat, spreading my wings and finally being free, finally being myself. Where I am supposed to be. They symbolize so much more than a fucking cult.
“You need to get out of your head.”
Continuing to finish brushing my teeth. I don’t respond, he’s right. He knows it.
Placing my toothbrush in the holder, I turn around and face him, leaning against the counter. His eyes slowly linger on my body, just as mine did to him. From my bare legs to my oversized tee and up to my eyes. Slowly, he takes a step forward, his feet bare against the tile floor. His gaze doesn’t falter from mine. As he reaches me, I can feel his breath on my skin as he looks down on me.
“Tomorrow. Once they see me, most of his followers will stand and watch. None are stupid enough to get between me and my target. I love the thrill, the pain and blood too much. They wouldn’t stand a chance if they stepped up to defend him. It should be us and him. Should anyone try and stop us, I will handle it. If shit goes sideways, get out. Run the opposite way we came in. It will take you to the ocean. Caves line the coastline. Find one, get in it and stay there. I will find you.”
I absorb what he is saying. I hate it, but nod in understanding.
“That is worse case, little bat. If everything goes how I think it will, your father will think I am bringing you to him. He will take the bait, you will kill him with the same dagger he had me kill your mother with. She will be with you as much as I will be. You have come so far, little bat. You are so fucking strong. Remember that tomorrow. Never doubt yourself.” He pauses for a moment before continuing, “My mother is mine.”
Grabbing onto his hands, I step into him, looking up, “Okay.”
His mouth brushes against the crown of my head, my hair is in a pony, he lets go of my hands and grips it at the base. Yanking my hair down, my head is thrown back, and Elijah is right in my face now. “Nothing can happen to you tomorrow. Do you get that? Without you, there is no me.”
I feel each of his words, they give me a small glimpse into the heart he has been so protective over. Chills rush up my spine, his face is stern and serious but his words express it all.
He is scared.
He is worried.
So am I.
We can only have these thoughts tonight. Because tomorrow, not an inch of doubt can be in our minds.
I won’t be a liability for him.
“You have the dagger still?”
His voice rasps, “Of course. It’s yours. To help keep her close no matter where we are.”
As fucked up as it is. Which it is on so many levels, it would take years for a therapist to dissect, but I get what he is saying. This is his romantic gesture.
As I move to kiss him, he beats me by letting go of my hair and hoisting me effortlessly onto the bathroom counter. My legs spread as he steps into them, and his cock is rock hard through his sweatpants as he grinds against me, taunting me with what I need.
“You want this?” His voice is rough, and his mouth smirks.
My eyes look up at him, begging for him to give us the fucking we need. I don’t want to be gentle with him. Not now. How he is with me, makes me feel alive for the first time in twenty-one years.
His finger begins to caress one of my nipples, circling it until it is nearly piercing through my top. My breathing picks up with each movement he makes on me. Biting my lip, I keep eye contact with him.
Moving his finger slowly up my chest, he brushes my collar bone, and then strokes my neck moving up my jaw. E pushes his finger between my lips. “Suck.”
Using my tongue, I skim the underside of his finger, as I would if it were his massive cock in my mouth. The thought of his cock leaking into my mouth makes my mouth water.
Hollowing my cheeks, I begin sucking, moving my mouth ever so slightly back and forth, taking him as deep as I can. Using my teeth I graze his skin, his breath hitches and his eyes have now hooded.
Elijah grips my jaw with his other hand. He pulls his finger out of my mouth and smashes his lips against mine, devouring me. Our tongues lap each other, and our teeth scrape, clattering against one another. But it doesn’t stop us.
He grips my hair again, pulling me back as we break apart, panting. His eyes examine me, moving across my face and down my body.
Completely at his mercy.
