Azeira
“I’m gonna come see you tomorrow, I promise.” I assured my mom as I examined the fresh tattoo on the right side of my lower stomach. My hand brushed across the black ink. Oddly, Kairus had nice penmanship, even with a tattoo gun. It had been a week since he branded me with his name and pushed my limits. The level of possession he felt to the point of putting his name on me should have caused fear, but it didn’t. Instead, it made my stomach quiver with adoration and my heart leap. He also fucked me into exhaustion and I passed out as soon as he removed the ropes.
“I hope so. I miss you, ,” my mom confessed. I shifted my eyes from the mirror to the phone screen. I turned and leaned on the sink.
“I know I miss you too.” A weight sat on my chest. My mom was now out of the hospital and I had yet to go see her. While I made sure to call and talk to her every day, I knew it wasn’t the same. She seemed to be doing well and was due to start chemo again soon.
“I was thinking once I get my strength back I want to get my garden back up and running and you could help me.”
A smile formed on my face and a lightness filled me. “Of course, Mommy. Just let me know when.”
She yawned and a soft expression formed on her face. “I can tell you’re sleepy. Go ahead and get some sleep. I’ll be by tomorrow to see you,” I assured her.
She nodded. “Okay. I love you, .”
“I love you too, Mommy.”
We hung up and I got lost in thought. Setting the phone down, I turned toward the mirror again and lifted my shirt. I imagined my dad seeing my tattoo and the disappointment he would feel knowing what was now embedded on my skin. It was a reminder of just how unstable and possessive Kairus truly was.
I spoke with Jatavia and she told me Koby was alive but fucked up. He was still in the hospital and had suffered a broken leg, collarbone, and cheekbone. He also had bruised ribs. Learning this sent dread through me because I was the cause of it all. I knew if Kairus learned of Koby being on me he wouldn’t react sanely. I was grateful he hadn’t killed the man, but I felt bad about his long recovery ahead. Even still, a small, sick part of me thought it was kind of sweet that he didn’t want another man around me, that he was selfish enough with me to destroy anyone he felt was a threat. It made me feel wanted, desired, and oddly, loved.
Learning more about Kairus’s past put a lot of his behavior into perspective for me too. My heart went out to young Kairus. While he was explaining his childhood I wanted to wrap my arms around young Kairus and hug him tightly. There were layers to my scarred captor and I wasn’t done unpeeling them. While things with me and Kairus were uncommon, I had to admit I enjoyed the space we were in. Every night he found his way inside me, fucking me ruthlessly and I seemed to cum harder each time. It was a wonder I could even still walk. That man was like a machine.
Licking my lips, I brushed my hand over the tattoo one last time. It wasn’t sore anymore, or red, by now it was starting to peel. I never was a fan of tattoos or I thought I wasn’t, but something deep in me couldn’t find hatred for what Kairus did to me.
Lowering my shirt. I grabbed my phone and stuck it in my pocket then headed out of the bathroom. I wanted to go enjoy some time in the garden since the sun had set. Kairus left after we ate breakfast and I did my cleaning, making his music room a part of the process today. By the time I was finished he returned and locked himself in his office. Part of me wanted to disturb him because I had grown to enjoy his demanding yet intimidating aura. The other part of me said to steer clear. If I kept my head low and didn’t push him to take any more drastic measures, then these next four months would fly by.
Lillian was in the kitchen finishing up dinner. Most of the time she ignored me and I learned to be okay with that.
I walked to the garden area and didn’t even bother to try and speak to Marvin. He avoided eye contact and conversation with me whenever we were out here together.
I went to walk to the stone bench toward the back, but paused, looking closer at the pond. I stepped forward and lowered. My mouth dropped and my heart stuttered.
“Who did this?” I questioned Marvin, brushing my hands over the peonies. They usually took at least two years to grow and they weren’t here when I first arrived.
“Marvin! Who planted these?”
He paused from cleaning his things to leave and glanced over. His eyes darted around before he cleared his throat. “Mr. Navarro had me plant some,” he stated before rushing out of the garden. The news sent an unexpected warmth surging through me.
My heart pulsated uncomfortably. Butterflies danced through my stomach. I shifted my eyes back to the flowers.
I couldn’t believe Kairus had added my favorite flower to one of his safe spaces. They looked good near the orange, yellow, and red nasturtiums.
Feeling a need to lay eyes on the misunderstood beast, I shot up and rushed out of the garden into the house. It felt like déjà vu as I busted into his office without knocking.
“Kairus!” I rushed out.
I froze when his dark eyes landed on me and moans filled the room.
“Oh, I…” I stuttered, feeling my tongue grow heavy in my mouth. I quickly glanced at the back of the computer. Heat rushed my cheeks hearing the moans grow louder and skin slapping against each other.
Was he watching porn?
“You’re busy. Sorry.” I went to leave but his deep baritone stopped me, sending a rumble through my core.
“C’mere,” he commanded in a low, gravelly octave. A shiver shot through me.
As if they had a mind on my own, my legs started toward him, while I shut the door behind me.
“What are you—” I started as he yanked me on his lap once I was on his side of the desk.
Curiosity had me glancing at the computer screen as Kairus ran his hands down my back and under my shirt.
I inhaled a deep breath.
“Is that…” My words got caught as I watched him fuck me. My tongue became tied and heat flooded my stomach. My blood hummed and pounded in my temples.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he whispered in my ear. His lips brushed against my skin. I swallowed hard as my breathing picked up.
“But, you…” I tried to form a sentence but my brain seemed to turn to mush. This was the night he tattooed me. I was sprawled out on the bed with my hands and legs tied to it.
“You have a camera in my room?” My voice came out in a breathless whisper.
“Mhmm,” he muttered into my ear, his hands now wrapped around my front. He pushed my bra up and cuffed my breasts, tweaking my nipples between his fingers. I had learned Kairus was a nipple man and it seemed I loved it too.
“Shhh. Just watch,” he demanded.
I shifted my eyes back to the computer screen. My mouth parted watching as Kairus pumped in and out of me, his muscular back covered in sweat and flexing every time he moved. My head was thrown back and his moans were raspy, but loud.
“You love when I take control of your body and make it mine, don’t you?” He kissed his way to my ear and sucked on my flesh. “Listen to how loud your moans are and watch the passion on your face. You loved it.” He pinched my nipples, sending a shudder through me. My breathing was heavy and between my legs had grown wet.
This was wrong. Kairus having cameras in my room and watching me without my permission was wrong. Yet, I was so turned the fuck on. My hips started moving on their own, rubbing against his leg. My heart threatened to jump out my chest.
“You came in here for a reason. Tell me what it was,” he stated.
My mind was blank. I blinked slowly, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip.
Kairus pinched my nipples harder. “Tell me.” Explosive currents raced through me. A hot ache grew in my throat.
It took me a second to realize what he was talking about. I swallowed around the lump forming in my throat.
“I, you…” I started.
“I what?” His voice was like a soft caress shooting through me. It was deep and rough with an edge to it, yet it was something I had grown to love hearing, especially when it was mixed with desire and sex.
Breathing heavily I closed my eyes and gripped the edge of his desk. I was still dry humping his leg like a dog in heat. I should have been embarrassed but I couldn’t find the emotion in me at the moment. Waves of ecstasy throbbed through me.
“The garden,” I strained out.
“What about it?”
I licked my lips. My eyes shot open as my moans grew louder and I watched my body jerk on the screen. “You had peonies planted.”
“I did.” I was so lost in the two of us on the screen that I zoned out for a second. The way my body easily took to him was as if he had been fucking me for years. We were beautiful together. Flashes on his name kept appearing each time he moved. The way my body arched into his stroke, how his face was hard, yet filled with passion as he took me; it all was so beautiful.
“Wh-uh,” I moaned. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he entered me. I got so caught up in watching us, I hadn’t even felt him maneuvering behind me.
He held my hips and moved me up and down on him. “Finish your question,” he commanded.
Was he crazy? How the hell did he expect me to think with him filling me? My grip on the desk tightened.
I groaned when he gripped my hair tightly and yanked my head back. “Finish.” Again my eyes rolled to the back of my head when he thrusted up. I felt so full and stretched.
“Why did you do it?” I panted, gliding my tongue across my bottom lip.
I started moving on my own, lifting and slamming down on his dick. His grip became painful, causing my scalp to prickle.
I shifted my eyes to the computer just in time to watch Kairus cum inside me. His grunt came out as a growl as his body shuddered and his head dropped. I watched as he continued fucking me through his orgasm.
Instead of responding, he shifted my head to the side and took my neck. His tongue ran down my skin and before sucking on my flesh. I moaned out a sigh and closed my eyes. Our bodies moved in sync as he fucked me from below. My heart swelled inside me.
Kairus raised my shirt and his hand brushed over his name. I inhaled deeply. His touch made sparks travel through my skin.
“Who do you belong to?” he growled lowly in my ear before flicking his tongue over it. His hand still brushed over his name.
Knowing his name was on me sent Kairus into a different kind of possessiveness when we had sex now. He would focus on it and his eyes typically turned feral before he took me savagely.
“You,” I breathed as I clenched my walls around him.
He stood, never removing himself from me. My body jerked as his strokes became powerful. While I hadn’t come in here expecting this, I wasn’t complaining either.
“Are you gonna remove the cameras from my room now that I know about them?” I asked Kairus as I dragged the blade over his face. After leaving his office, I rushed out and cleaned before sneaking into the library. I needed a moment to think away from him. Whenever his hands landed on me, it seemed I lost all common sense. Knowing he had cameras watching me without my knowledge made me feel violated. I had searched my room attempting to locate them but I found nothing, eventually giving up in frustration.
“No,” he answered.
My eyes narrowed and lifted. I paused from moving the razor. “That’s a violation of my privacy.”
“You have no privacy from me.”
“That’s ridiculous! I know you like to get all caveman over me, but at some point you have to realize I am a human being and an adult. You can’t monitor and dictate my every move. It’s creepy and unsettling.”
Kairus grabbed my wrist, halting my movement. He stepped away from me and peered down at me. The crooked grin on his face sent a chill down my spine.
“You didn’t seem to mind when you were grinding your pussy on my leg.” My eyes widened and my lips parted. “You enjoyed watching us fuck.” He lifted his hand and pulled my bottom lip down with his thumb.
I swallowed thickly. “It’s still wrong.”
“Mhm.”
“I watched you masturbate a couple of times. You even called out Beast once.” His eyes darkened. “It made me upset that you dared to speak another man’s name while giving yourself pleasure.”
“But you’re Beast.”
He narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t know that at the time.”
He released me. “Continue,” he stated, tilting his chin up.
I sighed and shook my head.
Finishing, I admired my handiwork. It still amazed me that he entrusted me to clean his face up. Typically I did it in the morning before he started his day, claiming it was now one of my duties.
Kairus was such a handsome man. I still hadn’t learned what caused the scars on his face or down his arms, but after hearing how his dad was I could only assume. I set the razor on the sink behind me and slowly reached up to touch his scarred cheek. He flinched slightly and his eyes hardened.
“Can you tell me the story of these one day?” I asked lowly. My thumb brushed across the rugged skin.
Instead of answering me, he stepped back and walked around me to leave his bathroom. I nibbled on my bottom lip and followed him. Knowing the small details of his past gave me some insight on the man in front of me, but I wanted more. It was easy to see why he was so cold and cut off, but I wanted to know the person he was before his dad damaged him. Were his dad’s abusive ways what drove his mom to kill him then herself? Why didn’t she try to protect the two of them and leave instead of the murder-suicide?
“Kairus,” I called out as he sat on the edge of his bed.
He turned toward me.
“Tomorrow I want to go see my mom.”
His jaw ticked.
“I promise I won’t be on any funny shit this time. Just my parents’ house and back!” I rushed out. He raked my body over with his eyes, almost causing me to feel naked.
“Crusher will take you in the morning,” he stated.
I almost protested that I didn’t need a babysitter, but decided to take my wins where I could get them. “And the cameras?”
“C’mere.”
Slowly, I treaded toward him. When I was close enough, he gripped my chin and lifted it upward.
A bland half smirk appeared on his face. “The cameras stay.” He lowered his face and kissed me. It was slow and captivating, making my knees buckle and my pulse skitter.
He spoke against my mouth. “It was fun watching you without your knowledge, but now I can’t wait to see the show you put on knowing I’m watching.” My heart stuttered and my breathing hitched.
Sometimes it felt like me and Kairus were progressing into something I couldn’t explain, but I liked it. Other times I felt like I was going crazy and imagining something that wasn’t there. I was starting to confuse his ways and behavior with him caring. His words shouldn’t make me yearn for his approval. It was sick, I knew that, but knowing he refused to remove the cameras and got off watching me caused erotic ideas to flash through my mind and epinephrine to flood my veins.