Chapter 14
Ierupted inside her again while her small body withered beneath mine, her orgasm hitting her so hard she passed out.
Now I lie beside her, taking in every inch of her marked skin, no longer flawless to the naked eye, yet even more perfect than before.
The tips of my fingers graze over the blemishes, a complete contrast to my usual fucks whom I abandon as soon as I’ve come, not even caring whether they were fulfilled. Yet, my little doll was given my everything, including my cum for us to procreate. I smile at the thought as my hand lingers over her small stomach, and imagining it filled with my baby has my cock hardening.
My phone buzzes from the floor somewhere, and I know my father will track me down. My absence at the club tonight has no longer gone unnoticed. With a heavy sigh, I throw off the sheet and grab my pants, digging around for my phone. Six missed calls from him and multiple messages from Kai, no doubt informing me of my father’s fury.
A soft whimper has my eyebrows furrowing, and when I turn to face her, my heart does a peculiar leap at the sight.
The lighting from the bathroom fills the room, and streaks of blood mark the white sheets, along with her thighs, while her messy hair is splayed out on the pillows, giving away her thoroughly fucked position. I smirk at the thought, proud of the way she’s on display for me.
If I wasn’t being summoned, I’d coat her skin with my cum while she sleeps, but with a twinge of irritation, I stride toward the bathroom, preparing to shower and go back to work.
Her toiletries line the countertop, and I smile inwardly as I bypass them to switch on the jets. Then I turn back to take in her products. Placing my phone on the counter, I lift them one by one to scrutinize which item delivers her familiar scent. My gaze latches onto my reflection in the mirror, and my chest tightens as I tilt my head to assess the mark on my neck. Bloody fingerprints paint me, and small indentations from her nails bore into my skin. My heart hammers and my pulse races as I lick my lips at the memory.
“Beautiful little doll.”
Washing away her touch is too much to bear, and my hands grip the counter to steady me as the thought hits me like a Mack truck. I refuse to do it. I refuse to wash away her touch, her innocence.
I’ll ensure her mark is permanent. No one will take it from me.
I snatch up my phone and dial Kai. “Thank fuck, your fathe—”
“Listen to me. I want Zed at my house in fifteen minutes. No excuses.”
“Zed?”
I’m sure Kai is wondering what the hell is happening, but I sure as fuck don’t intend on wasting time telling him. He’ll see soon enough.
“Zed,” I confirm. “Fifteen minutes.” I end the call with a grin when I imagine the expletives leaving his mouth at my insanity.