5. - – Piper
CHAPTER FIVE
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PIPER
I slowly open my eyes and smile when I see Dimitri lying beside me. He is on his side, propped up on his elbow. He is relaxed with his hand lying on my belly. “Sleep well?” Dimitri asks with a surprisingly soft tone.
“Why do I sleep if I am dead?” I ask, and he laughs. “Did I wake up dead?”
“You are just in another realm,” he explains. “Your soul travels, learning and growing through each lifetime.”
“So I’ve… been alive before?” I ask.
“Your soul has lived other lives, yes,” he confirms. “And we have been mates in all of them.”
“Mates?” I ask. “Like soulmates?”
“Exactly like soulmates,” he says, smiling softly. “For me to take you as my Queen of the damned, your soul must undergo several lifetimes to learn.”
“So, I’ve been here before?” I ask.
“Yes, but your soul took a different form every time,” he says. “You always seem to have pretty green eyes, though.”
“So… I am a human… You are…”
“You are in human form, yes,” he says. “Your soul is everything. I am the king of the damned, but humans often call me the devil. My purpose is to punish the souls condemned to burn—people who hurt other people and are unteachable.”
“Oh…” I say. “So, you aren’t… bad?”
“Do I feel bad, little sinner?” Dimitri asks, slowly moving his hand down. He gently strokes his finger over my clit, and I gasp softly as I arch off the bed. Dimitri slides his arm under me to pull me against his chest as he pushes his fingers deep in my pussy to slowly fuck me.
“Oh, fuck!” I moan and rock my hips against his hand.
“That’s it, Piper. Take what you need,” Dimitri murmurs. “You’re so pretty riding my fingers.”
“Oh my God,” I moan. “It feels so good.”
“No, little sinner. Do not give God credit for something the Devil is making you feel,” he says. When he curls his fingers, I moan loudly and cling to him as my body grinds against his hand. “Come for me, Piper. Come for your king.”
Dimitri nestles into my neck, and I whimper when he slowly tinks his teeth into the junction of my neck and shoulder.
A feeling suddenly overtakes my brain, and I don’t realize I am biting him until he growls as my teeth break through his skin.
Tentacles wrap around my waist and move us so he is lying on his back, and I am straddling him.
I rock my hips toward him a bit, and his cock slams into me with so much force that my scream suddenly rips through the room.
His tentacles fill my ass, and they all make brutal strokes into my body.
I don’t let up on my bite as I am brutally fucked, but we are both lost in this pleasure.
“My sweet mate,” I hear Dimitri’s voice in my head say.
“Dimitiri?” I respond inwardly.
“Yes, Little Sinner. Now we will never be apart,” he replies. I whimper as he drives deeper, pushing my hips toward him. I need more. I may not remember him, but my soul does. I feel at home with him.
When we come together, I feel more drawn to him on a level that goes far deeper than just a physical way. I collapse onto his chest in a heap, and he rubs my back as we both settle.
“We have to go through trial tests,” he tells me after a period of silence.
“What is that?” I ask.
“You’ll have to go through three tests with your former life. They’re simulations meant to test you in relation to how you died,” he explains. “Survival and standing your ground is the purpose.”
“Colt’s abuse,” I say with a heavy sigh.
“Yes,” he says. “Three simulations. First will be survival. Next will be standing your ground. Lastly, the test is over.”
“Well… I guess I know what not to do,” I say. “The window must have been nailed shut. I had no idea he did that, but I guess that was the point.”
“When you pass, we will immediately move into the ceremony where I will take you as my Queen, and the entire realm will watch,” he tells me.
“The others… when do they usually fail?” I question.
“It’s a best-of-three situation,” he says, following it with a heavy sigh. “Reliving death is hard for everyone.”
“Well, I’ve got this,” I say. “I know Colt, and I knew what I did wrong before he ever got into that room.”
“We need to train,” he says.
“How? Are you going to get drunk and beat me?” I question.
“What?” Dimitri asks, making me sit up to look at him. “No, Piper. I would never hurt you.”
“I know,” I say with a sweet smile. “I don’t know how I know that… but I do.”
“The training is to mentally prepare you for the simulations,” he tells me.
“Dimitri,” I say. “I was twenty-eight when I died. I was fourteen when he first convinced me to go on a date. I spent years being hurt by him… I’ll be fine.”
“I still want to help you train for this,” he says.
“Help me train by building my pain tolerance,” I say. “If I can withstand more of his abuse, I’ll be fine,” I say.
“Are you sure?” he questions.
“Absolutly. Teach me how to take anything and keep pushing.”
“Okay,” he says after a moment. “We can start today.”
Dimitri pulls me down to gently kiss me, and I melt. I simply cannot get enough of him.