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My thighs burn from the exertion, but I power through it as I climb towards the orgasm that I know will light me on fire. Aziel is the same, his eyes turning hazy and his lids lowering. His mouth opens and fast puffs of breath come out.
“I’m going to—” My voice shakes just as my legs do, heat blooming throughout my sex and through my belly, expanding and heating my entire body.
“Fucking come.” He growls, gripping my hips in a bruising grip as he reaches his own climax.
We both cry out silently. I fall on top of him, and his arms encircle me and holds me tight as his orgasm takes hold.
I whimper against his damp neck. He presses his lips to the top of my head, and I melt into him further.
“You’re fucking wild, baby. I think I might have to keep you.”
I chuckle against his chest, signing and nuzzling into him. He holds me close, caging his arm around me and protecting me against the evils and darkness around us.
18
Ivy
The following week, I'm pushing Lilah on her swing set when she starts springing questions on me.
"Mommy?" She says, her dark, brown, curly hair dancing in the wind every time she flies in the air.
"Yes?" My arms ache from pushing her. I've been out here for almost an hour. Pushing her, watching her fly down the slide, pushing her again. I'm out here every day. I'm starting to think the swing set was a bad idea.
"Is this our new home?"
Her question makes me pause, and I stop pushing. Her swing starts slowing down even when her tiny legs kick as fast as they can, still not able to gain enough momentum. She leaps off the swing, her little yellow duck rainboots splashing in a puddle as she turns around to face me. They stand out, the bright, vibrant yellow a complete contradiction to the rest of her outfit. Every day we seem to be wearing another Harley piece. Mostly Lilah, she loves it for some reason.
Lilah stands in black leggings and a black Harley Davidson shirt, the lettering a purple cursive. She looks cute, but those damn yellow rainboots stick out like a sore thumb.
"Mommy!" She pulls on my shirt.
"What? What is it?"
"I said, is this our new home?" She emphasizes, pulling on my shirt with each word.
I squat down so I'm eye level with her, suddenly at a loss for words. "Um, I don't know. Why? Would you like it to be?"
"Yeah!" She breaks out into a large grin.
I pick her up and set her back in the swing. "Well, I don't know if its forever, but right now I think you can call it home."
"Is Daddy going to come here?" She asks, this being the first time she's spoke about him since we left Mexico. I was hoping she would have forgotten about him, but I doubt that'll ever be the case.
One can never forget about Santiago.
"No." I can barely choke the word out. "He will not be coming here."
"Daddy's mean. He gives you owies." My eyes start watering at her words. I hate that she's seen me in such a way.
"I'm okay, baby. Please don't worry about me."
"Mommy?" She asks, this time a mixture of hesitancy and happiness in her small voice.
"Yes?" My stomach rolling, clenching, seizing at what she could possibly say next. I can't even think about Santiago without feeling sick.
"I like Z. Can he be my new daddy?"
I hear coughing behind me and almost fall over at her words and the sound behind me. I look over my shoulder and see Aziel looking as shocked as I am. I grab onto the chains of the swing, only it's when Lilah is on her way back up to the sky. The motion jerks Lilah forward and she flies out of the swing. She doesn't fly far, just a couple feet. But the fall scares her, and she instantly starts crying.
