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Our mixture of come drips out of her as I collect it.

Letting go of her neck, I grip her face with my thumb and brush it against her blushing cheek.

“Lick it.”

I move back slightly, bringing my palm up to her mouth. Rain bites her lip then sticks her tongue out, lapping up our release. Her eye contact never breaks with each lick.

My face fills with pride.

“My good fucking girl, aren’t you little bat?” I praise.

She nods her head, taking the last bit in. Licking her lips, she gets what remains on them as well.

Completely forgetting the fucker at my gate, this moment is ours.

Rain places her tiny hand against mine, which is still gripping her face. “Let’s go to bed, baby.”

Leaning forward, I kiss her nose and let go of her face. Wrapping my arm around her neck, she wraps hers around my bare waist. We leave our clothes and start our walk back to the house.

Think you can touch my fucking girl and get away with it, mother fucker?

Nah. I don’t think so.

We are coming.

Chapter 23

Rain

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow night, we rise. We destroy. We take back our lives. My life.

In a matter of two weeks, everything changed for me.

I went from being unsure of what to do with life to being kidnapped by a cult. My mom was killed right before me, then I was covered in her blood and held prisoner by the devil himself, my father, the leader of The Chapel. A father I didn’t know until then. A father who wanted to take me as his bride.

Sick bastard.

Then Elijah came.

My stepbrother, my savior, my life.

He has freed me in more ways than I can ever thank him for.

I have always belonged to him. Our souls were always destined to meet.

He killed my mom. I can still see her lying on the table. Our eyes were speaking to each other, saying our goodbyes. He did it because he had to.

My mom has told me to forgive him. She does. Because it was to save me.

Elijah, someone who doesn’t feel much, felt something that night and afterwards. He brought her back here to be buried, so I could always be close to her. Never without her.

Tears well in my eyes. I am exhausted emotionally and mentally at this point.

But it is almost fucking over.

Tomorrow, we kill the man behind it all. The man who has ruined plenty of lives. From blackmail to murder. All for his own sick agenda. To feel power, to have control and money. And for what?

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