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He wants to keep me. My body wants to cry, but I won’t allow it. Suppressing that feeling instead, as I continue to absorb the magnitude of what he has said. Spoken and not.
“Promise?”
His lips kiss the tip of my nose, then whispers, “Promise.”
I nod, then grip his face with my tiny hands and open my eyes to look back at him, “Good. Because I am always keeping you.”
He swallows, as if he is relieved by my response. He isn’t used to being vulnerable.
Moving back, E pulls out of me, and my pussy drips with our release. It is mixed with my period blood, which is also dripping off his cock. Instead of pulling his pants up, he removes my legs from his hips and gingerly lets them go.
E then kicks his sweats free from around his ankles, and bending over he picks them up.
Bringing them up to my pussy, E begins to wipe me clean. Then he opens the cabinet, grabs something quickly and then closes it. He tears the plastic wrap off the new tampon, lines the applicator up to me and pushes the new tampon inside of me.
Once he is satisfied, E slides my panties back over my exposed area, throws his sweats in the hamper. Grabbing the used tampon from the floor, he disposes everything into the garbage bin.
Blood stains my thighs.
Jumping down from the counter, I noticed some left behind where I was sitting as well. Something I decide I’ll clean in the morning.
His cock ring also catches my eye, which also has my blood glistening on it. It makes me feel possessive. This is how E must feel, but all the time with me.
I like it.
Walking out of the bathroom, I jump into our bed. He comes up next to me, taking my blankets and tucks me in tight, like a cocoon. E walks over to his side, getting in under the cover, rolls over to face me, and doesn’t say another word, instead just watching me. His eyes seem different—proud, happy, lust or perhaps love? Regardless, I will take it all or whatever he is capable of giving me, because we are never going to be apart.
Tomorrow solidifies our bond.
Texts
Maxton: I do not recommend you testing me, boy.
Maxton: The Dark One has called her name. YOU will bring her to us!
Elijah: I heard you the first fucking time. She will be there. Her pussy is getting boring anyway.
Maxton: I knew you would get bored of her. Just like I got bored of her mother after one time.
Elijah: Don’t care.
Maxton: Ignorant boy. You will not disrespect me.
Maxton: You will show up tonight. Or we will come and get her.
Elijah: Shut the fuck up. I told you, I’m bringing her.
Elijah: ??
Chapter 25
Elijah
We have been restless all day. The anticipation and anxiety of this event has riddled our bodies and minds. Her dad has sent me a couple texts, reminding me of this evening, La Notte del Diavolo. I have reassured him a couple of times that she will be there. I even hinted at being done with her and that he was right about me getting bored with her the odd time I did text back. But also being aware that there is a fine line between playing him and showing our cards. If I lay it on too thick then he will know, the man isn’t stupid. He is the leader of a fucking cult, he didn’t get here based on his charisma alone.
Rain has been somber, internalizing it for the most part. Her eyes give it away—the anxiety. I haven’t brought it up, instead letting her think she is hiding it better than she is.
The sun has been set for an hour. The clock is ticking, it’s almost time to get ready.
