Chapter 9
REN
“ E loise.” I try shaking her awake, but she still moans in her sleep. Her body is thrashing like she’s trying to get away from something, and her skin is so sticky from sweat that I pull back the covers to get her some air.
“No…please don’t,” she mumbles. “I don’t want to.” I clench my fists when I realize what this is, and I’m forced to hear her weak, desperate pleas. Everytime it makes me want to dig that sick fucker out of his grave so I can kill him all over again.
“Daddy, don’t.” Her body goes rigid, and the pain on her face makes me wild with anger. Normally, I’d be watching this through a screen on the other side of the street. There’s nothing I can do to comfort her from over there, but tonight is different.
Everything is different now.
I’m here, right beside her, I can make her feel better…at least I hope I can.
“Eloise, wake up. You're just dreaming.” I shake her a little harder, but I still get no response; she just makes more painful expressions as her sick, twisted memories play out inside her head.
“Hey, you're not there anymore, you're here. You're with me.” I climb over her body and take her wrists in my hands, pinning them behind her head. “You're mine now, remember?” I growl into her ear, hoping my voice will chase away her nightmares and bring her back to me.
Slowly, I start to move my body against hers, kissing her skin, and it doesn’t take too long for her body to start to relax. “That’s right, come back to me,” I whisper. Her eyes are still tightly closed like she’s scared to open them, but I know she can hear me.
“It’s me, you're safe now. They can’t hurt you,” I assure her.
I’ve always been so desperate to be the person who gets to comfort her, to be the person she wakes up to who makes everything better. I was so sure I’d spend forever tormented by just having to watch her suffer, but now I’m here, in her life, up close, and touching.
I can never go back to having that distance between us.
I hook my fingers into her panties and slide them to the side, clearing a path for my cock and as I slowly push back inside her, the satisfied little moan she makes assures me that I’m giving her what she needs.
“Mine, Eloise. They’re dead, they can’t hurt you,” I remind her. Steadily thrusting inside her and watching the pain on her face turn into something else.
“Ren.” She opens her eyes and smiles as if she’s relieved to see me. I’ve been saving this girl her whole life, and never once have I wanted any gratitude for it. This smile, right here, as I fuck her out of one of her nightmares is all the gratitude I’ll ever need.
“You hear me, don’t you? They’re dead, they can’t hurt you.” I repeat my words, making sure they stick.
“How do you know that?” she whispers, blinking back tears.
“Because I know everything about you, Eloise Meadows, Everything.” I kiss her clammy forehead and close my eyes. She’s not ready to know that the reason I know those assholes are dead is because I ended them myself. I don’t think she ever will be.
“Why does that not surprise me?” She’s still wearing that smile when I pull back to see her face again.
Knowing she’s not taking anything to stop her from getting pregnant makes me even more determined to make sure it happens.
It’s not right of me to lie to her, but obsession can do things to a man that he’s not proud of.
I have to ensure that I keep her somehow.
I can’t go back to being the guy who just watches her.
A long time ago, Eloise filled the empty void inside me, and now I’m going to fill the empty void inside her.
She’ll be mine to breed, mine to take care of, and mine to worship.
I’ve heard her talk to her friend about wanting a family of her own, years ago, and I’ve fantasized about being the person who gave it to her ever since. Now that fantasy is gonna become a reality, and I don’t care if the way I go about it is immoral.
“Are you going to come inside me again?” she asks, wrapping her arms around my neck and looking between our bodies.
“Kitten, I intend to come inside you for the rest of your life.” I don’t hold back in telling her how things are gonna be between us, I’m not holding anything back from her anymore, and when she makes those hot as sin purring noises for me again, I ensure that my cock is as deep inside her as I can get before I flood her freshly broken pussy full of my seed.
“Guess we really do need to get that pill now.” She giggles cluelessly, having no idea how her life is about to change.
It’s six am when I kiss her on the cheek and leave her sleeping.
I wish I could be here when she wakes up, but I don’t want to face all the questions she’s gonna have for me.
How are you supposed to tell a girl that you’ve been following her every move for the last fifteen years?
How do you explain that you have cameras and microphones hidden all around her house so you don’t miss a single detail of her life?
That you killed her prom date for the way he hurt her feelings, and that her daddy didn’t hang himself, it was me who tied the noose and kicked the chair from under him?
The only way for me and Eloise to progress is for me to learn how to control myself.
I know from watching her that Eloise makes the best of life, she enjoys her job, and she likes spending time with her friend.
I can’t expect her to put all that aside for me.
I’ve never considered dating or being in a relationship unless it’s been through one of my fantasies.
But even I know it can never be the way I imagined it. It would be unhealthy.
I need to give the girl some room. She may be acting differently than how she usually does, but pretty soon, reality will hit.
She’ll doubt herself, she’ll doubt me, and I have to prove that I’m not just some creepy-ass stalker.
I need to show her that I can do normal.
Even if I don’t quite believe it myself.
I head across the street to the warehouse, taking out my cell and scrolling straight to Hugo Jones' number.
“What sort of time do you call this?” he answers in that over-exaggerated English accent of his that always makes my eyes roll. The guy hasn’t lived in England since he was twelve.
“I need a favour.”
“You know, one day one of those barbaric illegal fights is going to kill you,” he warns me.
“I haven’t been to The Pit, I’m not injured. I need you to speak to that pharmacist friend you got.”
“Just tell me what you need, I’ll write you a prescription.” I hear the sound of women giggling in the background and figure out why Hugo’s trying to rush me off the phone.
“This isn’t the kinda thing you can prescribe. I need something that will pass as a Plan B, and a few months' supply of a contraceptive pill minus the contraceptive,” I explain.
“What on earth do you need that for?” he asks.
“What I need it for ain’t your concern, can you get it or not?”
“You can get anything if you're prepared to pay enough for it,” he chuckles. “You should see the blonde I’m looking at right now.” I can sense him losing concentration.
“This is urgent. How fast can your buddy do his thing?” I look up at Eloise’s apartment window before I step down the passageway that leads to the back entrance of the warehouse.
“Nothing like short notice to keep me on my toes. I’ll give André a call, see what he can do. But this isn’t a usual request. I’ll expect he’ll want paying handsomely for it.”
“Just get him working on it.” I hang up and start making my way up the stairs to the floor that I’ve made my home.
The window up here looks out directly at hers, and when I turn on my computer, I flick straight to the camera that’s pointing toward her bed, and I rewind through the footage from a few hours ago.
I watch the moment I took her virginity as I take the panties she wore before, and after it happened, out of my pocket, teasing the lace between my fingers as I bring them up to my face and breathe them in.
They smell of us combined and are streaked with the blood that marks her as mine.
Just knowing my girl is gonna to be walking into work today sore, has my hand reaching into the front of my jeans and pulling out my cock.
I flick back to the live footage, and she’s still sleeping.
Sleeping soundly with a pussy dripping full of my cum.
Deceiving her the way I intend to is brutal. But I’m starting to believe that fate wants it this way. It was fate that brought her to me in the first place, after all.
I’ve always had the sense that I was put on this earth solely for her. Eloise Meadows has owned me from the second we met. I’m not just a stranger to her anymore. I’m the man she invited through her door. I’m the one she chose, and I need to ensure that it stays that way forever.
I reach my free hand out to one of the drawings pinned to the wall – Eloise, lying on a blanket in a field full of flowers and looking up at the sun. Her hands are resting on the big, round tummy that grows our child, and the smile on her face is infectious.
The only time I ever used to smile was when I thought about days like those actually existing, and now the days I never thought would come seem within my reach.
“You just wait, Kitten.” I brush my fingertips over the image of her fertile body while spilling all over the ones that grip tight around my cock.