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Soren
After I’ve brought her some water from the river to clean herself up, she fishes her clothes from my bag and puts them back on while pretending nothing happened. I don’t mind.
I’d probably do the same if she brought it up again.
What I did to her was filthy beyond belief. And not once, but twice now have I slathered her in my cum.
I should be ashamed.
I should.
But instead, all I can think about is doing it again.
And again.
And again.
Until I see that face again, until I hear those moans again, until I can release myself inside her once more.
Fuck.
I don’t enjoy thinking or talking about what she does to me or my body. The way she makes me crave her beyond belief … it’s impossible to describe. And the more I give in, the more I want, the more I need.
It’s never enough.
This is why we need to keep moving.
We’re close to a city now, so I hope she doesn’t notice. I don’t want her running off to try to escape me. I’m sure she’d try. The thought alone still irks me. Not just because she’s in my hands, and I’m supposed to keep her safe and bring her where she belongs …
But also because I want her to stay.
Because her running away from me only affirms what’s been circling through my head like a vulture picking at my brain: She doesn’t want me.
She fears me.
And I don’t know why that bothers me, but it does.
I shouldn’t care for her wanting me, nor should it surprise me that she’s still afraid. It’s in my very nature to make people scared and worry about their life. It’s my job, after all.
Do what you’re told.
Complete and utter control.
And now I have lost all of it.
I clench my fists as I walk, forcing myself to forget the throbbing cock in my pants.
The longer the metal has been off, the harder it’s become to stop me from ravaging her.
And failing my only job will cost me dearly.
I lower my head and sigh. When the time comes, I will pay the price. But for now, I have to complete this mission, no matter the cost.
We walk through the forest until we get to the top of the mountain again. We need to be up high for me to judge where we’ll need to go. The edge is right in front of me, so I walk up to it and pause, gazing out at the horizon in front of us. The forests down below are teeming with life, birds chirping everywhere, the roaring of bears following suit.
“Wow …”
I peer over my shoulder at the girl who approaches the edge, carefully watching her step as though she’s afraid she might fall off if she gets too close.
I hold out my hand, and she glances at it briefly before finally placing her hand in mine. It feels oddly warm, soft, delicate, a featherlike grasp that makes me want to swoop her into my arms.
But I ignore the urge and allow her to take a peek over the edge.
“It’s … gorgeous,” she murmurs.
I hum in agreement. I rarely ever come here, if at all. But I know how to find my way around any forest thanks to years of training in the wild, and these are the moments when it pays off. Nature may be savage and unyielding, but it has its moments of beauty too. The kind that would quiet any soul, living or dead.
“What’s that?” she says, pointing at something in the distance.
Bright lights in a row near something gray.
Fuck.
I quickly tug her back down the mountain again and head straight back into the woods.
“What are you doing?” she asks. “I thought we were going to have a break up there.”
“Time to move,” I bark, still dragging her along.
“No, wait. Tell me what that was,” she says.
If I did that … she would try to escape.
Suddenly, she jerks free of my grip. “Can’t you be honest with me, for once?”
I stop in my tracks and gaze at her with furrowed brows.
The pain in her eyes makes me question my decision.
If I speak the truth, would she still betray me?
“It was a road, wasn’t it?” she says.
My fists ball again as I nod.
A sparkle lights in her eyes, and I hate it.
I hate it because it makes her look so enticing, so pretty.
And I will have to squash what little hope she has left.
My jaw tenses. “It was nothing.”
She frowns. “But it was.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I growl. “Now come.”
It’s not a question, and she knows.
This dynamic will never change, and I know she knows.
I can see it seeping into her bones, the poison, the hatred.
The same kind I would get from all of my victims, but none were as painful to endure as this. This look right here. The loathing.
