57. Anna
CHAPTER 57
Anna
T he sloshy sounds of the creatures devouring a human body were something that would stick with me for the rest of my life. Crunching and squelching filled my ears as Reign tossed in the last remaining body part. My father, Randall, was no more. Reduced to nothing but pig feed. They squealed and fought over the femur, making my stomach coil into itself at the sight. Their teeth gnashing into the bone sounded like carrots crunching. The only thing missing was the ranch dressing.
I stifled a gag.
Reign moved guilt free as he tossed the gloves into the pigpen. He moved to the spigot outside the house and ran it until the brown murky water cleared. Rinsing his hands and using the soap we snagged from the shower, he washed his arms clean of any residue from the cleanup.
“You okay?” He cocked his head to the side and studied me with quiet regard.
I inhaled deeply, reminiscing the way the cool air seemed to cleanse my lungs. All those years ago, this was the only life I'd known. This was the only life I thought existed. But I knew better now.
I knew Reign.
In all his insane glory, he’d do anything for me.
A crisp breeze ruffled his blonde hair that was blemish free. We showered after Reign dismembered him. I couldn’t stand the sound of a body breaking even if I had no remorse for the monster whose soul was finally set free to rot in hell where he belonged. So much blood washed down the drain in a circular motion, being carried away by the weak pressure of the old-fashioned shower. Reign cleaned me and held me. He kissed me softly while the tears I'd been holding back for years claimed me.
I nodded, finally responding to Reign, who’d crouched in front of me. Blue eyes riddled with concern captivated my vision, leaving me speechless. I could drown in the depths of this man and die a happy woman.
“Come on.” He moved me forward, his hands cold and damp from the tepid hose water. “Let’s get you home and safe. With me. Where you belong, vixen.” He kissed the top of my head and led me in the direction of the dirt road where his car waited for us.
“Reign,” I fixed my eyes on him, stopping once we reached the shed.
“Hmm?”
He looked down at me questioningly. His eyes had dark circles. His skin had taken on a sullen look. He hadn’t eaten a single thing, yet did so much physical labor. I was surprised he was still standing.
“Why don’t we stay the night?” I shrugged.
His features twisted, repulsion taking over. “You’ve been exposed to this back woodsy air for too long.” He pressed the back of his knuckles to my forehead as if feeling for a temperature .
I giggled. “No.” I peered around us. The setting sun illustrated the sky in the most beautiful shades of dark orange and purple. The winter chill was not yet echoing with spring leaving both of us cold and exhausted. “There’s no one here. The entire Disciples of Rapture have been disbanded. It’s pretty much a ghost town,” I explained. “Father was staying here because it was the only thing he’d ever known.”
Reign’s jaw ticked as he considered what I was saying. “You can sleep on the way home. I don’t mind.” He rubbed a hand down his face leaving him looking even more deprived of food and rest.
“No.” I placed my hands on my hips. “We’ll stay one night and leave first thing in the morning. Besides,” I trailed my fingers up and down his chest, refusing to break eye contact even to blink, “make my last memory of this putrid place,” I sucked the pulse point on his neck, “a good one.”
His arms snaked around my waist, leaving trails of fire everywhere he touched. “How could I say no to you?” His breath caressed my skin, leaving delicious sparks rippling across my skin.
I leaned up on my tiptoes and kissed his soft lips. I slanted my mouth over his slipping my tongue in his mouth, hoping to pour every emotion I've ever felt for him into the kiss.
“I know exactly where we could start.” I felt a smile tug at my lips and grabbed his hand.
Leading him to the shed I once called a second home, I pulled him in and kissed him with more force.
“You want me to fuck you in here?” His deep voice sent flutters through my pussy. I pulled him on top of me, the cot once my bed, groaning in protest under our weight.
I nodded almost violently as I spread my legs around him.
“Ask, and you shall receive.” He was devastatingly gorgeous under the setting sun. He stripped off his clothes, then took his time taking off mine. His tongue flicked over my puckered nipples, and heat drenched my body. I grinded my clit against him, desperate to be filled.
“Reign,” I whined, nothing but the night sounds surrounding us. “Please. I need you.” The hot head of his cock pressed against my entrance, leaving me needy and desperate.
He slid into me slowly, allowing me to savor every inch of his dick as he stretched me. His body covered mine, and my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he fucked me soft and slow. His mouth left trails of saliva down my body as he made love to me in a place where love refused to bloom.
“Baby, you’re perfect.” His mouth groaned against me as he stroked me slowly. Each slide of his cock sent sparks flying as my pussy clenched around him. My inner muscles quivered, strangling his cock, eliciting a feral moan from him.
“I love you,” I said the words right as my climax hit. This time, it was different. I cried out, clawing down his back and locking my legs tightly around his waist as he spilled himself in me. His hot cum coated my insides, his affectionate kisses healed wounds I once thought too far gone to fix.
But he did.
Our hearts pounded in our chests, beating as one as we lay there intertwined with one another until he slid out of me. Our essences trickled out of me slowly, and I’d never been so purely happy. My soul basked in radiant delight.
This is what love should’ve always felt like.