Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
“Everything is loaded up in the van, baby. I’ve tried to let you sleep as long as I could but the sun will be rising soon.”
I groan and roll away from Kameron, knowing damn well I’m going to get up anyways. Leah and I had spent the night catching up some more and making hundreds of promises for our future. The lack of sleep has me feeling bitter, but I know it was worth it.
“Baby,” Kameron teases, tugging on the comforter I’m hiding under. “Wakey wakey.”
“I’m up, I’m up.” I grumble out. I slowly sit up in the bed, letting the rest of the sleep fall from my vision.
He reaches out his hand, waiting for me to place mine into his.
The moment I do, he gently tugs me to my feet.
I don’t say a word as he helps me get dressed.
Instead I take this moment of intimacy to admire how far we’ve come.
Two broken pieces, unable to fit anywhere.
Yet somehow together, we seamlessly become one.
Together, we walk out into the frigid air, and make our way over to the van. The old remnants of a painting company's logo coats the side of the white vehicle. It has its own marks from years of use aging it.
Kameron swings open the backdoors, and they squeak from their years of being unused.
The lights inside switch on, illuminating the small handful of guns and a few cases of ammo.
I gawk at the weapons, taking in the power each one holds.
I’ve only shot a few in my life, and never once has it been to take a life.
The idea scares me, but not as deeply as losing my life to The Garden again does.
“You don’t have to do this,” Kameron’s voice breaks me out of my trance. I look over to him, surprised by his words. His glare is full of sincerity, and a drop of grief. “I don’t want you to put your life in danger for someone you can’t trust. You deserve so much more than that Lilith.”
“What?” I straighten my posture, attempting to decide if I should be hurt or angry over his words. The stark contrast from the man he was five minutes ago compared to the man before me has my head spinning.
“Lilith, this is a dangerous game. One that could cost you everything. If you can’t fully trust me, I don’t want you coming.” He pauses for a moment, looking down at where his boots have sunk into the snow. “I can see the fear in your eyes when you look at those guns.”
“Kameron, I do trust you.” I blubber out, attempting to keep the tears at bay. He slowly shakes his head, looking up to me with such intense pain. “Please, Kameron. Please don’t do this.”
“Lilith, I’m doing this because I love you. My heart only beats for you, Little Sinner. And for that reason, I can’t.”
“Please no,” I rush out, reaching forward to grab his coat. “No, no no. Don’t make me lose you again. Please Kameron.” I reach up, brushing my fingers through his stubble. “I trust you.”
He looks down at me with an unreadable expression. I can’t find it in myself to let go. I cling to his coat with as much strength as I can muster, begging him to listen to me. “Are you willing to prove that?” His voice comes out cold.
I nod rapidly, letting go of him and taking a step back.
He keeps his face still as he nods to me and head’s over to the front of the van.
I keep my feet placed, praying that he returns to me.
Kameron Lethki has done so much more than steal my heart.
He has taken ownership of every part of me.
Everything I do is influenced by him. He needs to be able to see that.
At this moment, it finally clicks to me.
While I might have given him access to my body, I have kept my mental walls high.
He doesn’t want to hurt you, Lilith. The pain fills me as I wait for his return.
A few seconds later, I hear the car door shut before Kameron returns to me at the back.
In his hand sits a small Glock. “This,” he starts as he pops open the chamber, “is your trust.” He digs his hand into his pockets before bringing a bullet up to view.
The light from inside the van hits it just right.
I swallow down a nervous gulp as I watch him stick it into one of the six holes.
Kameron's fingertips grip onto the side of the chamber, pulling down until the bullet inside is spinning through spots.
“You’ll need to give it all to me, Lilith. Every last drop.” He slams it shut before bringing it directly in front of my face. Leaning forward, I allow the cool metal to graze across my lips. Gently, I kiss the opening of the gun, knowing I’m playing with fire.
Click.
The moment I realize that he had actually pulled the trigger, my heart completely stops. Fear paralyzes me like a deer in headlights. He pulled the fucking trigger.
“Do you trust me?”
My hands shake and I try to only focus on them. Only focus on slowing them down. I take a moment to inhale deeply, glaring at Kameron the entire time. “Yes.”
Kameron hovers over me, leaning down until his lips are pressed to mine. His tongue pleads against my lips for entrance as the first tears begin to fall from my eyes. I open up, allow him in. Our tongues dance against one another, battling each other for dominance.
He grips my hips, spinning us so my back faces the open van. Softly he nudges me down until I’m sitting on the floor. Kameron pushes forward on top of me, kissing me deeply once more, before swinging his hand up.
Click.
I grip onto him tightly, terrified of what’s happening. Two empty slots down. Four more, one being lethal. He pulls back gazing at me with immense admiration before reaching up and wiping a finger through the stream of tears falling from my eyes.
“Do you trust me?”
I squeeze my eyes shut as I take in his question. I hardly notice when he begins to drag my jeans down my thighs, taking my underwear with them. “Y-Yes.”
Slowly he drags the zipper on his own pants down, and my mouth waters as his bulge comes into view. His dark grey boxers cover him, but the outline alone sends me into a frenzy. I crave him enough to almost forget about this sick game of Russian roulette he’s playing. Almost.
Click.
This time, I’m barely given a few seconds to process that he shot the gun again, before he pulls his boxers down, allowing his cock to spring free. I stare at him, taking in every vein, every muscle, every-
“What is that?” I gasp. Right above his member, sits my name in inky black cursive. From the looks of it, it’s been there for years.
“My most beautiful scar.” He responds, tracing the letters with his thumb before wrapping his hand around his length. Leisurely, he begins to stroke himself. A hurricane of need erupts in me, drenching my pussy in arousal. Kameron pauses for a moment and looks over to me. “Get it wet.”
Still stunned by his marking, I lean forward.
I collect my spit, letting it sit on the tip of my tongue, before I bend down and lick across his length.
The taste of his freshly clean skin invades all of my senses.
I hum with need as I allow my saliva to drip along him, coating him entirely.
Once I’m satisfied I’ve covered every inch, I lean back, resting my head against one of the cases.
Click.
I barely hold in my flinch this time, desperate to show him that my trust for him is endless.
He grins down at me with pride before lining his cock up with my entrance.
I feel nothing but pressure as he pushes his way inside, his body shuttering as he bottoms out in me.
“Baby you feel so good wrapped around me,” he groans.
Pain and pleasure mix deep inside of me. The feeling of being so full is almost too much to handle. “And you’re so fucking wet for me, Sinner.”
His words make me melt into euphoria. I feel as he drags himself out of me, the cool air hitting my clit once there’s enough distance between us.
I reach forward, strumming my middle and pointer finger against my bundle of nerves.
Kameron growls down at me before harshly pushing back in.
When I finally look up to him, he looks absolutely feral.
Like a wild animal who’s been held in captivity for far too long.
He’s utterly lost to chasing his pleasure.
His thrusts begin to grow rougher, plowing me closer and closer to climax. Right as I begin to teeter on the edge of release, I feel the cool metal of the gun press against my temple. Terror overtakes me, but it’s too late. I fall over the edge and allow my orgasm to consume me entirely.
Click.
I’m seeing stars as he pulls the trigger for a fifth time.
On the way back down, I realized that I was lucky enough to never land on the bullet.
Joy spreads through me, just as Kameron finds his own climax.
Pulling out just in time, we both watch as his cum shoots out of him.
It decorates my stomach in shiny pearls.
Kameron bends down, giving me the most passionate kiss I’ve ever experienced. Our love zaps through the air around us. Like a frayed wire, landing in water.
After a few moments, he pulls away, leaving both of us breathless.
I stare up at him as he brings the gun to the center of my forehead.
His eyes widen as he stares at me with a crazed look.
Fear overtakes me as I realize what’s going to happen.
The sixth round is all that’s left. He wants my life.
And what scares me more than the gun, is that I’m willing to give him it.
“I’ll ask one more time, Lilith. Do you trust me? ”
“Yes.”
Click.