Endless

Chapter 10

Kellan

E very stolen moment with her is not enough. I've grown annoyed with how often I'm called away from her to perform my duties. For the first time in my existence, I wish I wasn't who I am. I wish I could be just a normal soul who gets to spend a lifetime with her and have the memories to go along with it. Instead, I am haunted by the knowledge that our time is growing closer to ending with every breath she takes.

If The Others try to take her from me, I'll stop them. What would they do if she wanted to stay with me? How would they react to that? What if her purpose all along was to be mine for eternity?

A sickening feeling washes over me as I lead the last soul from my list to my realm. Something isn't right with Lena, and I need to hurry this along and get back to her. A dark, anxious feeling creeps over me just as I usher the soul forward so they can carry on with their purpose. As soon as they set off on their own, I fade away from their sight and seek out my girl.

She is in the cemetery, but it's late. She shouldn't be here this late. Normally by now, she has gone back to her apartment. I take on my human form and move along the tombstones in the dusk toward her usual spot. She comes into view, and my eyes widen. She is trembling with her head down, staring at her bloody wrist. When her eyes finally lift up to meet mine, it breaks something in me.

I don't ever want her to be helpless like this again. I've failed to protect her. I want to fucking eviscerate whoever made her feel like this. Immediately, I pull her close and reassure her that I'm here. She sinks into my hold and lets herself fall apart in the safety of my arms.

After some time, she lifts up her head and looks at me. "How did you know I was here?"

"You like coming here. I was in the area, so I thought I would see if you were still here. I'm glad I did."

"Yeah, I'm glad you did too." She moves to a seated position

I should confess everything to her. Lay it all on the line to see if she is willing to choose me over everything. The Others would have to consider things differently if she knew the truth, but I can't bring myself to do it yet.

"Why did I never notice you before? You're always around now," she whispers.

"Sometimes, once you see something, it's hard not to focus on it. It's like buying a new car and suddenly realizing how many people drive that same model. It's all you can see."

"I suppose you're right."

"Are you okay, pet?" I let it slip. I shouldn't have called her that.

"No, but I will be now that you're here. You make things better."

I understand how she feels for once. Human emotions are complex, and while I understand them, they are also fairly new experiences for me. I’ve never felt them with this level of strength and veracity. It all changed when I laid eyes on her. The closer I am to her, and the longer I am near her, the stronger they feel.

She leans in to kiss me before pulling back to let me look at her. The last light from the day continues to recede, but it casts a beautiful shadow on her skin. I bring a hand to her cheek and caress it lightly.

"What happened?" I ask.

"I went home and found my ex banging my friend," she states coldly.

I freeze, not expecting her to say something so obscene. "You what?"

"That's not even the bad part. He made a comment about these." Her eyes turn downcast, insinuating that he was commenting on her scars.

"What the fuck did he say to you?" I can't help but let the anger exude from me. I want to hurt him. I want to torture him slowly until he can no longer breathe. I want him to feel endless pain and despair.

"He told me I was welcome to watch him fuck her and that it would give me a reason to cut myself." A tear falls from one of her eyes, and I wipe it away. "He then told me that the blades were on the sink waiting for me. I don't get it. Why does he have to be so cruel?"

"That must be his purpose," I mutter. The fucking audacity of this guy. I want to fix everything for her. I want to ensure he never speaks to her again, all while comforting her in the process.

"His purpose?" she questions.

Fuck. I didn't realize I said that out loud. "Yeah, some people are put in other people's lives to make them feel bad about things. He doesn't deserve any of your thoughts, Lena."

"Thank you for always listening when I need you." She smiles slightly, and a piece of me calms at the sight of happiness on her face. An idea pops into my head.

"What do you say we give Carson a little taste of his own medicine?" I know this is a bad idea, but I can't help but want to help her get back at him for what she had to witness today.

“What do you mean?”

“Take me home with you,” I say.

"You want to go back to my apartment?" She gasps, but the idea intrigues her.

Having her go back there is not ideal. If there were any other options, I would choose them over this, but I'm limited here. Going with her is the best I can do in a place where I don’t have a home of my own. I’ve never needed one. I am everywhere and nowhere at the same time. I’ve never desired to take a moment to rest.

"I' m not about to let you go back there alone, and it's too cold out here for us to stay outside. I would love to go to your apartment if you'll have me. Nothing has to happen that you don’t want to."

I stand up and reach out my hand to her, prompting her to take it. She hesitates, glancing around for a moment before a mischievous grin crosses her face, and she places her hand in mine.

I lead her to her car and have her get in to warm up while I pick up the blanket and the miscellaneous items she used to cut herself with. If it's up to me, she will never feel the urge to cut again. However, if she does, I won’t judge her.

After throwing everything in the car, I slip into the passenger seat and glance over at her. "Ready?"

“Didn't you drive here? What about your car?"

I didn't really think this through. I should have known she would ask about how I just magically showed up where she was. "You can just drop me off tomorrow, and I’ll grab it then."

"Tomorrow? You’re assuming I'm going to let you spend the night." She smirks and bats her lashes at me. She's in the mood to play, and I'm more than willing to oblige.

"I think you might consider it," I say while leaning in to kiss her neck. She turns her head further to the side, granting me more access and moans. Instantly, my cock hardens at the sound.

When I pull back, I see the way her chest heaves up and down, and her eyes are full of lust. She takes one steadying breath and drives us out of the cemetery. It doesn’t take us long to arrive at her apartment building. When she parks the car in her usual parking spot, I sense the hesitation oozing from her.

"I'm right here by your side," I reassure her.

"Kellan, what are we? I know guys don't like to answer that question, but if I'm going to do this with you, I need to know what we are."

"You are mine," is all I say. It's the only thing that is true. Lena is mine. Every broken piece of her belongs to me.

Her eyes bounce back and forth between mine as if she's waiting for me to change my mind, but that will never happen. "Okay," she says with a sigh.

She pushes the car door open, and I follow suit. She stops next to me, and I reach out to hold her hand. When her fingers interlock with mine, every doubt she seems to have is replaced with nothing but pure confidence.

Her head is held high as she leads us into the building and right to the front door of her apartment. She slides the key in cautiously before pushing the door open. Carson is sitting on the couch directly across from us with a girl I recognize as Lexi. I know everyone Lena has interacted with in her time at Thorn Grove. Both Lexi and Carson sit in silence as Lena slowly closes the door behind us.

"I thought you would realize you're not wanted here," Carson snarls in her direction.

She shrinks into me, trying not to let his words affect her. I take a step forward, locking eyes with the piece of shit. "Talk to her like that again, and I'll rip out your tongue." I don't mean to be so aggressive about it, but his disrespect toward her brings out a side of me I didn’t know I had.

I glance down to make sure I didn't freak her out, but she is smiling up at me. Her head whips back in their direction, and her posture is filled with the familiar confidence she had before walking into the apartment.

"This is Kellan, my boyfriend. You're welcome to watch if you want." She reaches up to grab the back of my neck and pulls me into a kiss. I comply, letting her take the lead. She deepens it further, brushing her tongue against mine and nipping at my bottom lip before pulling back.

Carson and Lexi stand up to storm past us toward the door. I hear him mutter "slut" under his breath, and I see red. He’s done talking to her like that. Just before he gets out of the door, I reach out to grab his hair with my fingers. I rip him backward, making him fall to the floor before leaning down and laying blow after blow into his smug face. I hear a cracking noise that makes me smile when my fist connects with his nose.

"Kellan, stop. He's not worth it," Lena calls out, her voice pulling me from my angry abyss.

I step away from him, admiring the way the blood drips from his nose. He's lucky he will only have a bloody nose and a black eye.

"Get the fuck out, and if you ever talk to her like that again, I want you to remember this moment," I seethe .

He doesn't say anything at all. He just scurries away like the cockroach he is. As soon as the door slams shut, Lena jumps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I catch her, holding her up by the bottom of her thighs. Her lips land on mine, and I groan at the contact. She runs her fingers through my hair with one hand as the other sits along the base of my neck. I take a few steps forward, trying to find somewhere for us to land.

She pulls back for a moment, panting, and points me in the direction of her bedroom. Once inside, I drop her down on the edge of the bed and sink to my knees in front of her. My hands reach out to grip the waistband of her leggings and panties, and she tilts her hips up, allowing me to pull them off.

I grip the backs of her knees and pull forward. Her back falls to the bed, and I place myself between her legs. I lean down and pepper kisses up the length of each one of them, wanting to savor every single piece of her. She props herself up on her elbows with her gaze focused solely on me.

My nose trails along her center, and I can smell her arousal as she bucks her hips from the slight contact. Her breath hitches when I lean to kiss the sensitive area near the apex of her thighs.

"Kellan," she pants.

"Yes, pet."

"Make me feel good."

A sly smile crosses my face. I throw her legs over my shoulders and claim my prize. I run my tongue along her opening, savoring the taste of her before flicking her clit. I tasted her in her dreams, but nothing compares to real life.

She moans before lacing her fingers in my hair. With a soft tug, she positions me right where she wants me. I twirl my tongue all around her clit, relishing in the subtle way her body writhes beneath me.

"Kellan, more please,” she begs.

Who am I to say no? Slowly, I slide two fingers inside her and pump them in and out until I find the perfect spot that makes her sing for me. I focus my fingers on that, thrusting them in and out of her wet pussy as I suck on her clit.

I free my mouth from her to test the waters biting down on her inner thigh. "Fuckkkk," she whines.

"A perfect slut for me," I praise, her eyes lighting up with desire.

"Yes," she breathes, not taking those beautiful browns off of me.

I dive back into her pussy with a renewed passion, believing she can handle anything I dole out to her. I add a third finger and focus my attention back on her clit, feeling the way her pussy spasms with each flick of my tongue.

She's close already, and it makes anticipation run through my veins. I can't wait to see the look on her face and feel the way her body falls apart because of me outside of her dreams. I pick up my pace, and her hips buck in response.

"Come for me, pet. Soak my fingers like a good little whore. "

I lean back in, sucking on her clit to give her the last little push she needs, and she does exactly what I told her to. She grinds her pussy all over my face, finding pure bliss. I’m transfixed by the furrow in her brow and the way her mouth has transformed into the perfect ‘O’ shape.

"Oh my God!" she cries out.

"Not God, but not the Devil either." I chuckle to myself as my fingers continue their pace, letting her ride out her high.

When her hand falls from my hair, I pull back to quickly strip out of my clothes. I’m not done with her yet. She glances down at my fully erect cock, and she takes in a sharp breath. She follows suit and strips her top half bare before positioning herself in the center of the bed. I climb on top of her, wasting no time placing myself back between her legs.

My mouth lands on her neck, biting and sucking up the length of it. She may have marks there in the morning, and the idea sends a thrill through me. I grind my cock along her center, and she leans into it. She likes things dirty, so it's time to spice things up a notch. I reach my hand out and wrap it around her delicate little throat. Her eyes glimmer in delight as I begin to squeeze.

"How badly do you want me to fuck you, pet? Will you beg for it?" I know I'm pushing it a bit with the number of times I've called her pet, but I can't stop. "Beg me to fuck you like the desperate slut you are."

"Please, fuck me."

"You can do better than that," I tell her, tightening my grip on her throat and grinding my cock on her sensitive clit.

"Fuck me like a dirty whore, please," she begs. The moment those words leave her lips, I lose control.

I release my grip on her neck, flip her over so that she's on her hands and knees, and pull her ass toward me. "Face down on the bed. Be a good girl," I say as I push between her shoulder blades. She doesn't hesitate to comply, keeping her ass perched up in the air for me and pressing her face to the sheets.

I grip her hips and line myself up, taking a moment to admire her glistening pussy, before slamming into her with one brutal thrust. She gasps at my intrusion, and I relish the way she stretches around my cock. She feels so fucking good. I've thought about this very moment over and over, and it's even more amazing than I could have imagined.

"So fucking tight and so wet just for me." I thrust into her, loving the way her pussy spasms every time I rock my hips.

"Yes, it's all for you," she moans.

I pick up my pace and bring a hand down to slap one of her ass cheeks, making her cry out. Slowly, I rub the area that has already started to redden while continuing to pump my cock in and out. I repeat the process a few more times, loving the way she cries out with every smack.

"More please," she whines.

I pull out of her for just a moment to shove my fingers inside her pussy to get them nice and wet before sliding them up to her ass .

"Dirty slut needs more?" I ask

"Yes," she breathes out.

Without another word, I shove my cock back inside her pussy and slowly push a finger into her ass. Her head tilts back as the mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelms her. She needs to get used to all of her holes being filled. My shadow has a mind of its own sometimes, and once I am able to fuck her in my true form, I will definitely be using every glorious part of her entire body.

I reach around with my free hand to rub on her clit, stimulating as many parts of her at one time as I can in this form. She moans, getting close to exactly where I want her. I won't come without her coating my cock again. I may be Death, but I'm a gentleman.

"I love when your cunt squeezes me like that. Give me more, pet. Give me all of you and come for me."

I pick up my relentless pace fucking her pretty pussy with my cock and thrusting my finger in her ass. I add slightly more pressure to her clit, and she pushes her ass back to meet my thrusts. It gives her the extra stimulation she needs to find her release.

She cries out, clamping down on me, and my balls tighten. The sweet sound of her pleasure is something I could listen to on repeat. Her eyes squeeze shut, and she grips the sheets to ride out her orgasm. I don't dare let up or change my pace even the slightest bit. Instead, I come with her, shooting every drop of my essence inside her perfect pussy .

"That’s my perfect girl," I say before pulling out and falling onto the bed next to her. I turn her to face me and pull her close.

"We didn't use a condom." She sighs. "That was reckless. I always try to be safe."

"You don't have to worry, Lena. I would never risk your safety," I reassure her. I want to tell her that I can't contract human diseases, but that would just lead to more questions. I just leave it with this for now, "I can't produce children if you're worried about that."

She gasps like she wasn't expecting that kind of admission from me but lowers her gaze a bit in disappointment. "Neither can I."

I tilt her head up and steal her thoughts by planting a kiss on her lips. "That's okay. You're never going to be alone again." Her eyes sparkle with something I can't quite name as I promise to be by her side through anything. She is mine, and I meant that when I claimed her. "Let's get you cleaned up."

I stand up and lead her to the bathroom, making sure to turn on the warm water before ushering her under it and stepping in behind her. The first thing I grab is her shampoo. I squirt some of the citrus-scented liquid into my hand and lather it into her hair. Her head falls back on my chest as she lets out a relieved sigh.

After a moment, she pulls her head up, and I help her rinse soapy bubbles from her hair. I repeat the same process with her conditioner before grabbing her loofah and sliding it along her entire body. Once she’s clean, she turns to face me and wraps her arms around my waist. I bring my arms around her, and we stand there for a moment, letting the warm water embrace us as though we are one.

“Let’s get to bed, pet.” I lean down to shut off the water.

She wraps a towel around her body and reaches out to hand me one. “Only if you come with me.” A soft blush flushes her cheeks, and I smile at her.

“There’s nowhere else I would rather be.”

We walk hand in hand to her bedroom before I let go of her to secure the door shut, locking it behind me. I lean down to grab the boxers I had on before and slide them up my waist, watching her as she opens one of her dresser drawers to pull out an oversized shirt and a pair of panties.

After dressing, she snuggles under the covers, letting me slide in next to her. I pull her against my body and hold her tightly until she falls asleep in my arms. She looks so peaceful. It's almost like she's a different person from the one who spends so much of her day struggling to simply be alive.

I lean in and kiss her lightly on the forehead before carefully untangling myself from her hold. I have a few souls that have been calling out. I’ll just slip away for a short while to handle business and return to my girl’s arms as though I never left.

Before I fade away to collect the first soul, two figures appear in front of me, and I know my uninterrupted time with Lena is up.