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“Imagine how much better it will feel when I lick your cunt the same way.”

A rush of air escapes her in a silent laugh but she doesn’t reply otherwise.

Using a single finger, I trace my name along her lower abdomen, right above her pussy.

Khaos Ryker Pierson.

Lips tugging into a grin, Kota asks, “Drawing anything in particular?”

“My headstone. This is where I want my final resting place to be.”

Her smile grows. “I don’t think you’ll get any rest there.”

“Not a wink.”

After I put the hoodie back in place, down to her thighs, I lean down and kiss her forehead.

“Get some sleep. You’re gonna need it.”

I’m turning off the light when she pleads, “Stay.”

“Okay,” comes out easier than it should. I need to leave. I need to make up for my mistake.

But one word from Kota and it’s as if my feet have roots, anchoring me in place.

So after stripping down to my underwear, I climb in next to her. She rolls over to face me but keeps her distance.

Yeah, I’m not having any of that.

I position her head on my chest, the same way we slept together last time.

Her arm goes around my middle, hugging me closer. It doesn’t take long for everything about her to relax.

I reflect on tonight’s events, the decisions I made and why I made them. My dad’s gonna be pissed. Worse than that, he’s gonna be disappointed. I knew that before I defied him and I did it anyway. For her.

The thing is, lying here right now, wrapped up in Kota, I can’t bring myself to regret a single decision.

“It’s not commitment I’m scared of. It’s you,” I confess under the veil of darkness.

I look down to find Kota’s blue eyes. I’m not sure if she’s awake or in one of her weird dream states. But it doesn’t matter. She has me captive wherever she is.

I may not be a demon but I’m far from a saint, so I capture her lips in another kiss, this one different from the first. That one was a claiming.

This one’s a homecoming.

A sound has awareness filtering in, this time some kind of buzzing.

My arm around Kota tenses. Why didn’t she wake me to watch? I want to see her use a vibrator on herself.

She doesn’t say anything. Or move.

So she’s not…

More sleep fog clears.

Vibrator? Why the fuck did my mind go there?

Wishful thinking.