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I was naked, bleeding, covered in mud and soaked to my bones. My face was covered in cum and so were my legs. I was shaking as Zane turned me to face him, grasped my jaw, and whispered, “Mine. All mine, from now to eternity.”
Those words felt like a warm blanket wrapping around my exhausted body. I’d pushed myself to the very edge of my limits, I felt utterlyruined. It felt so good I wanted to cry, but there was no way I was showing him tears like that. It was time to collect my pride and be strong again, but I was certain if I tried to walk, I’d pass out.
It wouldn’t be an elegant swooning-upon-a-chaise-lounge moment either. I’d collapse face-down in the mud andreallymake a mess of myself.
I had to get it together. Walk back out of the woods. Go home. Sleep. I desperately needed sleep.
Could I sleep after this? After what I’d done…
I’d sold my soul. I’d made a deal with a demon. I’d let him do things to me I never thought I’d trust someone to do — ever. I’d let him bring up memories that terrified me, I’d let him hurt me in ways I should have killed him for.
But I’d let him. I’d trusted him to do it.
“Stay with me, Juniper,” Zane said, as my vision swam. His body was pressed close enough to keep me warm, and I wanted to nuzzle up against him. I wanted to absorb his heat and curl myself close to it. His arm was around me, and most of my weight was resting against him.
I had to gather the strength to hold myself up. This made me look so fuckingweak.
I tried to push him.Tried. But once again, the resilience I encountered was similar to a brick wall. “Let go. I’m...I’m going home. It’s done.”
“If I let you go, you’re going to collapse.”
“Fuck you, I’m...I’mfine. Letgo.”
He did, and my knees buckled. I caught myself on my hands, but my head hung down, dazed and groggy. I was only vaguely aware of his boots in the mud beside me.
“You know, Juniper, I value my possessions. Allowing you to lay in the mud isn’t really proper care and keeping of humans now, is it?”
“Shut up.” Slow deep breaths. That was all I needed. Just slow deep breaths, and I’d get up. “It’s done, just...just…”
“Just leave you alone in the woods?” He snorted. “Just leave my new human pet to fend for herself after I fucked her to exhaustion?” He crouched beside me, and his hand tugged up my hair, so I had to look at him smirking at me. “I think not, Juniper. I’m taking you home.”
My body decided to give up before my mind did. I was too tired, too overwhelmed. It didn’t help that I’d barely eaten or slept since the funeral. I was used to pushing myself, but I’d gone too far this time.
As my vision blurred, I expected my face to hit the mud. Instead, I felt him gripping me, holding me,liftingme. I wanted to struggle against him — I wasfine, goddamn it! But once my head flopped against his chest, I couldn’t even muster up the strength to say a word, let alone fight. Not even the rain on my face could keep me awake.
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My head was buzzing, and my skin tingled everywhere her limp body touched me. I’d wanted to keep going, I hadn’t wanted to stop. But I could have gone until it killed her, and killing her wasn’t what I wished for.
She was mine. Finally, after all these years of following her, waiting, watching.Mine. My new little pet, my broken toy; and I didn’t collect toys to fix them. No, broken toys were the interesting ones. They were sharp and dangerous, like shards of shattered glass I couldn’t resist running my fingers over until I bled.
I’d be getting off to the memory of her stabbing me for a while: the viciousness on her face, the unbridled primality when she swung the knife at me. Fuck, it gave me goose bumps. My cock was still hard, and I was aching to bury it in that warm, sensitive pussy again the second I could.
Humans were always sotight, poor little things. They weren’t built for demon cocks, but they were adaptable, stretchy. A little pressure and they’d take it all.
But as I’d told her before she passed out, caring for her had to come first. I was a monster, but I wasn’twasteful. I needed her strong so I could play with her again.
She’d been using a little shack in the mountains as shelter. I’d followed her there the previous night and kept watch, to ensure no Eldbeasts came along and ruined my bargain before it even happened. But I wasn’t taking her back to that place: it smelled like piss and rat shit. That was no place for a human.
No place formyhuman. The sensation of her soul bound to my being was still new and heavy, familiar but strange. Every soul felt a little different: some warm, some cold, heavy or light, soft or sharp. Hers was fiery, dangerously warm the more I pulled toward it. Binding a soul to mine meant the universe tugged at all the little strings around us, tighter and tighter, weaving our threads closer until they were inseparable. Sometimes it felt messy, tangled. Hers felt like a constant pressure, as if her soul was always pulling in another direction.
She was a fighter all the way to her soul. I liked that.
She was soaked by the time I got her home, but not even the cold rain made her stir. She was sleep-deprived, low on calories, dehydrated. Considering she was so skilled at survival, she was absolute shit at actually taking care of herself.
With her soul bound to mine, her body could heal a little faster than usual. The cuts on her chest had already begun to knit together, and the bleeding had stopped. But her swift healing was also contributing to her exhaustion, as her body worked harder and faster than it was built to.
She’d be knocked out for a while, so I wanted to make her comfortable.
