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“I know, little Devil. I feel it too. I’m right here with you.”
His words come out in grunts in between thrusts, and as my body trembles, I feel how close he is to coming undone.
Cupping the side of my face with his hand, he stares down at me. “Come with me.” He picks up his pace, moving faster and sending us both into a frenzy. “Now, Kali. Come now.”
I feel him swell before his cum hits my inner walls. At the same time, my world fractures apart and comes undone. I call out his name, using him as an anchor as I drift out to sea.
After a bath that Don ran for me and dinner, which he cooked, I’m curled up around him on the sofa. Although there’s a faint ache between my thighs and a tightness to my muscles, I feel more content than I ever remember being.
“Tell me something about yourself,” I say, breaking the comfortable silence we’d been sitting in. “I don’t know anything about you.”
His arm tightens around my shoulder. “You know more than most, but alright, what do you wanna know?”
I shrug my shoulder. “Did you, uh, grow up in the, umm, Church of… S-Satan?”
He smirks at my fumbling words. “I did. My dad was the Deacon of this congregation. I took over for him when he became our High Priest.”
“What does the High Priest do?”
“I look out for the Satanists in this area, for my congregation, but my father watches over all of us.”
The way he says it makes it sound as though there’s more to it, except the finality of his tone tells me he doesn’t want to get into it.
“What about your mom?”
“She was a member of my father’s congregation. There was no love between my parents. My father only needed an heir.”
“And Dara?” I ask, confused.
“Half-sister. She was raised by my mother, while my father raised me. We didn’t see each other much when we were younger, but we were teenagers when our mom died. My father didn’t give a shit about Dara, so I kept an eye on her after that, and once my father handed the Deacon position to me and moved away, I was able to openly accept her as my sister.”
My heart both breaks and melts at that, at the love I can hear in his voice for his sister. The two of them are so close now that it’s hard to imagine a time when they didn’t have that. It’s a shame they didn’t have each other to lean on growing up, although I’m glad they found a way to be there for one another in the end.
I glance around the high-ceilinged room. “So you grew up here alone, with your dad?”
Don looks around the room, too, as though seeing it through a different lens. “I did. I completely renovated the place after he left, so it looks nothing like how it did when I was a child.”
“You two aren’t close,” I deduce.
“Not particularly. We have a… distant relationship at best. My father was incredibly strict when I was growing up. He saw me as less of a son and more of an heir. Everything was a teaching opportunity to mold me into the man he felt I needed to be in order to do this job. I was his legacy; anything less than perfect was a disappointment.”
I snuggle in deeper. “That sounds like it would have been rough.”
He looks down at me, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “No less challenging than your childhood.”
“Did you want to follow in your father's footsteps?” I ask, not wanting to talk about my childhood.
Leaning his head back, he blows out a long breath. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I don’t mind most of the job, but I guess if I’d had a choice, I probably wouldn’t be here.” His head falls to the side and he glances down at me. “I believe in a lot of what this church stands for, but there are parts of it that leave stains on your soul. I’ve done my best to shield Dara from them, and I’ll do the same with you, but the responsibilities of those burdens are a heavy weight to carry.”
Staring into the dark pits of his eyes, it’s then that I see it. His tiredness and perhaps even a hint of fear. He keeps it so well hidden that it’s near impossible to detect, but in this moment of vulnerability, I see it.
“I’m sorry you must carry that burden alone,” I murmur softly.
He smiles softly before leaning in to kiss me. “I’m not alone anymore. I will always protect and keep you safe, but knowing you’re here with me makes the burden easier to carry.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“Dara? Slow down, I can’t understand what you’re saying.”
