5. Everything Must End
CHAPTER FIVE
everything must end
JENNA
Draven looked a little broken by the time I got him out of the shower and into my bed.
He stared off, like he was thinking about something that only he understood.
I would like to say I knew exactly how he felt, but I didn’t.
Anne was harsh, and keeping him from Maddie was necessary, but it did tug on my heartstrings.
“If I had known…” Draven finally spoke.
I crawled onto the bed, lying on my stomach as I watched him. “Known what?”
“If I knew that they were safe, I would have left. I would have helped the rebellion. I wouldn’t have…”
I understood that feeling at least. Doing something because you had no choice.
“Anne has to be harsh to be a good leader. We’re all alive because of her.
When I came here from 2026, I didn’t know what I was walking into.
I didn’t know that the not-so-distant future was going to be in shambles.
I didn’t know that Donovon would find a way to extend his life and live long enough to put everything under his rule.
I’m sure that even further into the future, things will be different.
Rome fell, and had to be rebuilt. This life will not be the only life we know.
I have to believe that I didn’t get sent through time for nothing. ”
Draven looked at me, one arm tucked under his head. The other reached for me, his hand on my cheek. He ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “You’re annoyingly optimistic.”
“Well, I’m also pessimistic when the time is right. Like yesterday, I thought I would die in that cell with you fucking me to death.”
He winced. “I…I’m not normally that aggressive. Licking blood and choking you…I don’t know what happened to me.”
“Don’t apologize. That was hot as fuck. I enjoyed our forced interactions,” I said with a half laugh.
He smiled, just barely. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For escaping and bringing me here. Showing me that I didn’t have to stay trapped by the regime.”
I shrugged. “Well, it was just one big fucking coincidence.”
“No. You were sent through time for this moment,” he murmured.
I stared at him, watching the way his chest rose and fell, and before I could think, I was kissing him. I straddled him, his hands on my hips, pushing at the thin fabric that separated us.
We pushed each other over the edge, groping and biting.
“Fuck, Draven,” I gasped as his mouth sucked my right nipple into his mouth.
He bit down, and a shot of pleasure drove into my core.
My pussy was already wet and ready, and he didn’t waste any time, finding my cunt with his cock.
I sank, taking on his dick, taking every inch greedily until I was seated fully. I rolled my hips, and he moaned.
This was a different pace than my concrete cell. This was something far more than fucking, and that scared me.
I felt myself edge closer to my climax, before he flipped us, pinning me to the bed beneath him. His hands laced with mine, and he kissed me again, harder this time.
“Fuck, daddy, go harder. I need you to choke me.”
His hand clamped down on my throat, and I felt the euphoric rush to my head as I struggled for air. The best part came when he released my airway, and I was able to breathe again. He groaned as he fucked harder, pressing me down into the mattress.
“Jenna,” he moaned out, kissing me again, and then again, until I was cumming on his cock.
“That’s it, little lamb,” he ground out. “Cum for daddy.”
My orgasm wasn’t just one wave. It was a steady stream, continuing to flood open through my gates, and I ascended to another level of pleasure. I never wanted him to stop. I would be content to stay in bed forever, fucking for days. Who needed sleep?
“Cum in me, daddy, please cum in my swollen cunt. I want all your seed. Breed me like a little bitch!” I wailed.
Draven pressed his forehead to mine as his cock dove deep against my cervix and released. His hand squeezed my throat just slightly as he came, his breathing ragged and his body spent. He collapsed onto the bed beside me after he finished emptying himself.
The silence was beautiful in the aftermath of our lovemaking. Did I just call it lovemaking?
“You have a cum fetish,” Draven said finally and laughed.
“I suppose I do. I can’t have enough. I want it in me, on me, drinking it. I would take a bath in it if I could.”
Draven chuckled. “I don’t think I could fill a tub.”
“Give us enough time and we probably could,” I said, rolling on my side. “Are you ready to fight for the right side?”
Draven placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “Yeah. You might be worth it. Plus, I need to fight for Maddie. One day, it’ll be safe again for me to see her.”
“Who’s the optimist now?” I teased.
“Everything must end one day.”
I kissed him softly, framing his face with my hands. “Yeah, you’re right. One day.”
One day, Donovon would fall. Then we will rise, like a phoenix from the ashes, and reclaim the world.