22. Elijah

Rain fell asleep on the drive home.

She is exhausted, still getting accustomed to her new life. This life isn’t for everyone, but she fits into it perfectly. And I cannot wait for her to see the mask I got her, to match mine. I am saving that for our final play time, her father, the devil.

One thing I have noticed is that my little bat hasn’t seemed sad anymore which must be a good sign. Perhaps her mom being close helps.

That night when we went out to see her mom, afterwards her aura changed. The sadness washed away, or hasn’t shown as much as it had previously.

I don’t normally give a shit if someone is upset, ever. With her, all I wanted to do was make her feel better, but I didn’t know how.

We have been sitting in the driveway for an hour, not wanting to wake her, instead watching her. Her chest rising with each shallow breath. Her face is peaceful.

Every so often her nose scrunches, like she has just smelled something horrible. I wonder what she’s dreaming about.

A piece of hair falls on her face, and I reach with my finger to gently move it out of the way. It causes her to stir, while remaining in her slumber.

Moving my head against the headrest, never did I think this would happen. To care so much for another person. To need this person so desperately that I would do anything for them. And to have that given back in return. She is my beginning and end. Rain Sinclair is the other half that I never knew I wanted, but now I need. If she were to ever leave me, I would leave too. Life is nothing but a bore without her in it. No purpose if she isn’t next to me.

My eyes wander to her once more before deciding it’s time to go inside.

Getting out of the car, I walk around to her side and open the door gently and unbuckle her seatbelt. Slowly, I move my hands under her legs and behind her back, as my body gets closer her body leans towards me. Her scent of coconut and vanilla comforts and calms me.

Lifting her up from the seat, her arms wrap around my neck as her face rests in the crook of my neck. Closing the door with my foot, I walk us to the front door, unlocking it with my keypad code and head in. The space is quiet as we enter, the sound of my boots is the only sound as I walk towards our bedroom.

Instead of placing her in bed, I continue to our bathroom. My oversized tub is against one wall. Still keeping hold of her, I bend slightly to plug the drain and turn on the taps.

“Little bat, we’re home. Time to wake up,” I whisper in her ear. Her body stirs, but her eyes remain closed.

One more I try to coax her out of her sleep. “Rain. Let’s have a bath before bed.”

Her breath is heavy against my skin, and her voice is groggy. “Ok, Elijah.”

A yawn escapes her as her head moves off my shoulder. Rain’s eyes flutter open, still full of sleep.

“Hi.” She whispers with a smile. Her eyes penetrate mine.

Kissing her forehead. “Hi, sweet girl.”

Placing her down on her feet, she stands and begins to take her shoes and clothes off. Her hair is cute and messy, still in a ponytail. I follow suit, removing mine. Before we get in, I get one of her pink bath bombs which she bought the other day from under the sink and add it to the water.

As it dissolves I step in first, the water is perfect. Inching my way down with my back against the tub, Rain follows. Spreading my legs, my knees both bent, she moves to sit against me. Her skin on mine. Her head rests under my chin as the water continues to rise.

Before the tub can overflow, I reach with my foot to turn the taps off. The silence fills the air and the smell of roses invades our senses.

“I am so proud of you, Rain Sinclair. You did so good tonight.” My lips rest on the top of her head as I speak.

She nestles closer to me, my arms wrap around her naked body as she responds, “Thank you.”

We sit in silence for a while longer, enjoying each other’s presence and living in the moment.

“I want you to paint my face. When it’s my father’s turn. He needs to see that we can never be split up, we are one in the same. Nothing can break us. Nothing can come between us.”

Squeezing her tighter in my arms, my cock is hard against her back entrance, but she doesn’t seem to mind. “Of course. Anything you want. It. Is. Yours.”

We stayed in the water for twenty more minutes.

She gets out first, and water droplets slide down her body. She is absolutely stunning. As she steps out, I follow and grab a plush towel, wrapping it around her and kissing her delicately on the lips. Never have I been so soft and gentle with a person.

She has changed me, just as I have changed her.

Rain walks out of the bathroom as I dry myself off quickly.

As I enter the bedroom, she is already in one of my tees, I slide on a pair of boxer briefs and we both climb into bed.

Pulling her close to me, I wrap my arm and leg around her under the blankets.

As much as I want to fuck her until she is screaming my name, not tonight.

I feel her drift off to sleep in my arms, my eyes are heavy and follow.

Something alerts me. Forcing my eyes open.

It’s the ringtone of the front gate coming from my phone. Rain is no longer in my arms, and I can faintly see that she is cuddled in the blankets now on her side of the bed.

Not wanting it to wake her, I reach for my phone and answer the gate.

The camera from the gate plays on my screen, it’s him.

I don’t say anything, instead waiting for him to speak.

“Open the fucking gate, you ungrateful piece of shit.” He shouts into the speaker.

I roll my eyes, like I would fucking listen to him.

“You have one job. One fucking job. The Dark One is threatening to give your name next, Elijah!”

Here we go.

“Don’t think for a second I would stop it either. You are going against your own. For what? For her? The daughter of a whore, a slut and fucking peasant?”

The longer I don’t give him the reaction he is looking for, the more irate he becomes.

“She takes after who raised her. She isn’t a virgin. She spreads her legs for any dick that gives her attention, including you.”

My face is burning, my heart begins to race and my hand grips my phone so hard I hear a crack.

“I’ve felt her pussy. Did she tell you? I bet she hasn’t. Her bare pink pussy. It was dripping as my hand cupped it.”

The anger rushing through my veins creates enough pressure behind my eyes that they feel like they could burst at any moment.

He. Fucking. Touched. Her.

He touched what’s mine.

“E, don’t let him get to you.” Rain softly whispers, while gently placing her hand on top of my heart, “He wants you to react. He is desperate. He knows he is next.”

“Youre just like your mom. A pussy.”

Throwing the blankets off me, I toss my phone and storm to the front door, then outside in just my underwear.

“E. Don’t do it. This is what he wants.”

Rain scurries behind me.

I may not have a use for my own mom but he has crossed the fucking line by bringing up my little bat.

Rain catches up to me as I continue to walk down the long, dark driveway.

“Don’t. Please don’t. His time is coming.” She continues to plead with me.

I stop. Looking up to the sky, shaking my head. She’s right.

“Fuck.” I shout into the night.

My little bat is right. I’m not thinking. All I am seeing is his severed head on the end of an iron stake attached to my gate.

Looking down at her, her legs and feet are bare. She looks so tiny in my tee. Wrapping my arms around her, my voice seethes, “He touched you.”

“And I hated it. I wanted to cry, to crawl into myself and hide. But he would have thrived on it more. To see me broken would have given him what he wanted. He made me bathe, cleanse myself in front of everyone.”

Taking in each word, a feeling in my chest forms, pure passion and devotion.

“You are the strongest person I know.” My voice rasps as my lips move against her ear.

I can’t bring myself to let go of her as I continue to speak, “He’s all yours. I will deliver him to you. You are my fucking depraved goddess.”

Rain steps back, smiling as her hand reaches for mine, our fingers intertwine. As I continue to watch her, her smile goes from soft to sinister. I find myself smirking back at her. What is my little bat thinking?

“But first, let’s play with our prey.” Her voice purrs.

Tilting my head, I am not sure where she is going with this, but I allow her to take the lead.

She leads us further down the driveway, but stops before he is able to see us. We know he is still there as his voice echoes into the night, taunting me, us.

Rain lets go of my hand and uses both of hers to reach for the hem of her shirt. Lifting it, she slowly moves it up her body, her pussy is bare, with nothing covering it. Her breasts are perky, her nipples are hard and begging for me to bite them. As it goes over her head, she tosses it to the ground.

I follow her lead, removing my underwear and allowing it to fall to my feet. My cock is hard, gripping it, I squeeze it a couple times tightly while playing with my piercing on my head, which is already leaking precum.

“I only drip for you.” Her voice is soft and seductive, “I only crawl for you. I only submit to you.”

Stepping forward I grab ahold of her leg with my hand and hike it around my hip. She holds onto my shoulders for balance as I thrust hard into her. Throwing her head backward, exposing her delicate neck, I brush my lips against it. Feeling the goosebumps softly decorating her skin.

Licking my teeth with my tongue, I open my mouth and bite. Her voice moans into the night.

The taste of copper tickles my tongue as her warm blood drips into my mouth. I suck, needing more.

I am ravenous.

“Fuck.” She pants as one of her hands grips my thick, dark hair.

My tongue licks her neck as my teeth are still deep in her skin. My chest is heaving and I thrust rapidly inside of her tight cunt.

Releasing her from my grip, I feel the warmth of her blood trickle down my chin. My hands grip her waist as her leg tightens around me.

“Scream my fucking name.” I rasp.

Another moan escapes from her lips, “Use me E. Fucking use me. I am your fucktoy. Completely at your mercy.”

As each word registers in my dazed head, it creates a more urgent frenzy. A need to fill her full with my come. To have me dripping out of her, slowly moving down her leg.

To own her.

My cock and my piercing rub against her sensitive walls, working her to her breaking point.

My hips continue to buck against hers.

Faintly, I hear her father shouting behind us, “The vermin and his whore.”

“Focus on me. I am fucking yours, always.” Her voice brings me back.

That last word does it. Come begins shooting out of my throbbing cock, coating her walls. Her leg begins to tremble around me.

“Fill me. Use me. Own me.” She encourages as her pussy milks my cock, coating her with her own release.

“I’ve owned you since the first time I saw you.” Panting as we continue fucking in the night, “The same night you took ownership of me and my dark, deranged soul.”

Rain whimpers as our movements slow.

I can feel both our hearts rapidly beating against our chests. Our breathing is heavy, a mixture of blood and sweat glistens on her skin, shining under the night sky. Sticking my tongue out, I lick the same spot I bit. Savoring the salty copper flavor. Then moving to kiss her, forcing her to taste herself.

She devours me. Our tongues dance, fighting for dominance. Rain nips at my bottom lip. My hand grips her throat, squeezing it tight as I pull my cock out of her.

Her leg unwraps from my hip, but our mouths remain connected. Rain grinds her pelvis into mine, my hand still gripping her neck.

Kissing her once more, I pull back slightly, my lips brush against hers as I cup her pussy with my free hand. “Push it out.”

Her eyes open, looking into mine. She obeys.

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.