Page 47 of Your Soul Is Ours


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“Do you think I’ll ever figure out how to not kill this way?” I remember my aunt and how I took it too far.

“It takes time. It’s a learned skill, not something you just know.” He takes the knife from me and we wash up together. As we wait for her to drain, his hands work at taking the apron off of me. My throat clenches and I gasp for air before I run out the door to the night sky surrounding me.

As I sink to the green grass, damp under my knees, I inhale a deep breath of cool air.

“Slowly, remember. I don’t need you to be in a panic.” He never halts in his actions. Sebastian kneels with me, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin to comfort me. Anything I can give him is just not enough for what he truly deserves.

“In through the nose and out through your mouth. You got this. How do you feel? Did you get any answers?”

I think about the conversation I had with the woman. “Not really. She said they watch us outside of the centre. They have insider information about whether we are worth our life or not.”

His arms crush me as he brings me to his chest. “Your life is worth living whether they say it or not. You are worth so fucking much, Marla.”

Tears sting my eyes. I blink them away as I turn into his embrace, kissing his neck. I lose myself in his scent, the way his arm is wrapped around me, and the way he kisses back. He pushes me flat on my back in the grass and leans over me as his lips trail from my mouth to my neck. I’ve hungered for his touch for weeks. Time has passed, but his fingers pressed against my temple as he slides them into my hair reminds me of the first time we laid here in the grass and fucked like crazy. I memorize the way he feels, every kiss leaving an imprint on my soul.

“We have to go take care of her. When we’re done, we’ll continue this?” His question makes me realize how I’ve been lately, holding back from him.

“Of course. I need you.”

He pulls me up by my hand and we walk to the shed. I hold open all the doors and put stuff away and tidy up. As we stand in the backyard darkness afterward, I ache for the moon to light our way tonight, but it’s so dark I can barely see Sebastian.

“I’m out of shape. Digging holes is never a good time, but that really caught up with me tonight,” he says.

“Replacing the dirt is hard, too.” I know it’s only half the job, but he doesn’t disagree with me. I put away the shovels and we feed and water the flowers. After everything is done, I’m drenched in sweat and covered in dirt. Looking at him, he isn’t much better.

“Did you want to have a shower first?” He doesn’t answer me, but his powerful arms scoop me up and he cradles me to him before he lowers both of us to the ground. Surrounded by the death we’ve created, he props me on top of him as his hands grip my hips.

“We're just fine, don’t you think?”

I lower my lips to his, tasting his salty sweat and licking down his jawline to his neck. The groans that vibrate as I continue to taste him thrill me. I push up his shirt and trail kisses down his stomach, and as I reach for his belt, his hands shoot out and stop me.

“My turn. I’ve been going crazy to fucking touch you,” he says as he flips me over onto my back, tearing the shirt fromme–another item gone to his brutish ways. He prowls over me like a beast going after its prey. His lips brush mine, gently at first, until he presses harder. Biting my bottom lip, he continues moving down my jaw to my ear before his tongue swirls on my neck. Sebastian’s teeth nip at my neck as he trails down to my chest. Fingers run over my hardened nipples, and he lowers his head to suck on one as he pinches the other. His teeth run over the sensitive bud in his mouth, sending shockwaves through my body. Heat consumes me as he keeps worshipping me.

“You taste fucking heavenly,” he rasps out before his hands hold my tits firmly in his grasp. His mouth moves down my torso until he reaches my belt, which he promptly undoes and rips out of the loops to peel my jeans off my body. He kneels at my feet, looking down at me. The edge of the moon outlines his profile from this angle, but I can’t see his features and I want his eyes on me.

“Stop. I want to see you. It’s too dark out here.”

He looks around and takes a deep breath before he gathers me in his arms and takes me into the house. Once we’re in the living room, he places me on the couch, pushing my legs up and open. He kneels in front of me. As I look down at his dark brown eyes that simmer with desire, he moves forward and his tongue dips into me. I’m already wet and on the edge of orgasm.

“So fucking perfect. You are my favourite flavour in the entire world,” he growls as he continues licking me. The sensations run through my nerves and I curl my toes as his mouth gets closer to my clit. The way he teases me drives me crazy with need. His eyes focus on mine as he licks circles around my clit. His fingers slide into me and fuck me as he watches me, tempting me to fall over the edge, but it’s up to him. As he latches on it, I scream out, shattering over his tongue and fingers.

Sebastian is quick to move up my body. I taste myself on him as his lips catch mine. His tongue rolls over mine and I push himuntil he lies on his back on the floor. I straddle his body, needing his cock inside of me. Hands grip my hips as I position myself over him, sliding the head up and down my slit, coating him in my wetness.

“Don’t tease me dove, you won’t like the consequences,” he says gruffly. His fingers dig into my skin as he tries to move me. As I sink down on his hard cock, Sebastian's look turns feral. He is stretching me, and I continue until he is all the way inside of me. I grind against him, gyrating my hips, each barbell rubbing inside of me against my G-spot. As I throw my head back, I want to come so fucking badly, but I can’t reach climax myself.

“You want to come over my hard cock?” I nod and lean forward, bracing myself on his chest.

“Come for me, Dove,” his rough voice travels through me. I ride him, his cock sliding in and out. “Open your eyes. Look at me when you soak my dick.”

When I open my eyes and look into his, the fierce connection rips through me as he reaches between us and rubs my clit with his fingers. I lose it, moans escape me as I ride out the shocks of my orgasm. I lean forward on his chest, his arms circle me, and I find myself on my back as his eyes stare into mine. His hand circles my throat and he thrusts into me. “You are so fucking beautiful when you let go. I love you so fucking much,” he breathes as his hand tightens around my neck.

His lips move over mine, biting my lip as he fucks into me and I’m on the edge of pleasure when he pulls out. With a swift movement, he flips me over onto my hands and knees, and I can feel his breath on the back of my neck. His hands tightly grip my hips as I turn my head to catch him staring at me like I’m the only thing he’s ever wanted. I move my hand down to my clit to play with myself as he thrusts into me and come all over his dick. As he passionately thrusts into me, I gracefully lowermyself onto my arms, until he fills me with his come and lets out a primal growl.

Leaning over my back, he slowly pulls out. Sweat drips off his forehead as he looks at me. “Holy fuck.”

I bite my lip, feeling how swollen they are, and smile. “Yeah, I love you Sebastian.”

“I love you, my dove. Go start the shower and I’ll grab our clothes from outside.”

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