Chapter 29
Jayce
“If your hands leave that railing, I’ll make sure it’s the last time you disobey me.”
Her legs trembled with her fear. I stared at her hands for another moment to confirm that she’d listen. Palming both of her ass cheeks, I spread her open wide and circled her back hole with my tongue. She jerked and let out a little growl but maintained her grip.
“Some men think your menstrual cycle is the perfect opportunity for alternatives . Your ass, your mouth… Those are lesser men, Alana, and you deserve so much more than that. It can help with your pain.”
I reached around to circle her clit with my middle finger, holding her ass with my other hand to keep her still.
“It can even be more pleasurable.” When I bit down on her cheek, she whimpered. “Now, why would a real man want to deprive you of something like that?”
Moving my hand further up, I pushed on her back. She bent slightly over the balcony, which gave me better access to her pussy. My tongue pressed against her ass again before I moved forward.
“Think I can tie a knot like a cherry stem?” I joked, then clamped down on the string and pulled.
Her entire body went rigid. I dropped the tampon onto the concrete before I made a long swipe with my tongue across the length of her. She felt so fucking warm in the brisk air; her pussy pulsed with heat and need. As I continued to lick her, I tasted her arousal mixed with her blood. I nipped at her labia, rolling my teeth over her skin and drawing a startled cry from her, but she pushed back, seeking more.
When I pulled back, my face was wet, marked by her. It made my cock throb and I wanted to grab it, but it didn’t belong in my hand. It was hers. I hadn’t cum since I was last here and that was too fucking long.
Getting to my feet, I wasted no time before I buried myself completely inside of her, making her cry out. She was tight, not quite ready for me yet, but she was wet from her arousal and blood. When I made a few slow strokes, she began to relax, but her fingers still clung to the railing with a death grip.
Gripping her by the hair, I tugged her head backward. The angle made her neck crane unnaturally and she tried to dislodge my hand, but I held on tight. My lips came down on hers with the force of all my anger from the past couple of days. When I forced my tongue inside, I spread her blood and her wetness across the roof of her mouth.
Her grunts and attempted pleas were useless. I kept a death grip on her hair and her hip while I fucked her relentlessly. She tried to bite my tongue, which made me thrust into her harder. The force of it made her pelvic bones slam into the metal. I did it again and clamped down on her lip. More blood hit my tongue, but it wasn’t enough. I dug into the inside of my lip so that my blood could join hers, mingling the way it was meant to.
I put my hands beside hers and thrust into her hard enough to make the metal shake.
“If you need to hold on for dear life, you should use the one who’s making you fight for it,” I said.
For a second, she did nothing, then she lifted her hands and settled them on top of mine. Her nails dug into my fingers when I started to fuck her harder. I squeezed the railing and snapped my hips with all the force I could muster. With every thrust, the metal groaned. Alana punctured my skin but I didn’t relent. The pain drove me on, reminding me of why I was so fucking angry.
“Please, Erebus,” she whined.
“You want me to make you cum?” She nodded jerkily. “I want you to apologize for disobeying me.”
“You’re not… my boss….” she said between labored breaths.
“Do you hear how childish that sounds?”
“Do you hear… how… controlling you sound?”
She moved her ass, trying to push back against me. I kept her pinned against the balustrade, refusing to give her anything. Until she gave me what I wanted, she was my fuck toy to use as I pleased.
“No,” I replied, punctuating the word with a long stroke. “You just have no idea what it’s like to consume a man’s soul and for him to devour you in return. I breathe your air so I can have a taste of you. There’s no world where I could allow you to be in a situation that would put you at risk. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“He’s… a nice person.”
With a growl, I pulled out of her and flipped her around. I lifted her, pressing her against the wall of the apartment. Her legs wrapped around me tightly and her arms locked behind my neck. I was too aware of the fact that she could try to pull my hood down and take off her blindfold, but I could stop her before she got very far. Part of me wanted to trust her not to. She at least seemed to give into our sex now. It was afterward that I needed to worry about.
Dropping my lips to the front of her throat, I inhaled as my cock slid inside of her again. Her wet, hot pussy quivered around me, threatening to choke every inch.
“Don’t make me resort to cruder methods,” I warned.
“He’s not a threat.”
“You wouldn’t know a wolf if it tore your fucking throat out.”
“You can’t keep me away from everybody,” she managed to get out between her moans.
“And why would you think that, Alana?”
Her head dropped back against the wall. I wished I could see her eyes right now. Would she have them closed or keep her gaze locked on mine? I smeared my bloody fingers across her cheek, then down her neck before I thrust them into her mouth. She bit down, making me smile.
“Because you’re not real,” she replied.
“Aren’t I?” I gripped her ass firmly as I increased my speed to emphasize my point.
“You’re… oh, fuck.”
A shrill cry left her as her pussy clamped down. We needed to get to my parents’ house, so I let myself follow. Pleasure rippled down my spine and I buried myself deep as my cock jolted inside of her. It took me a moment to catch my breath enough to focus on her face again. Even though I couldn’t see her eyes, the tight set of her lips told me she was thinking.
“Tell me,” I said, brushing my mouth over hers.
“You’re not real. You don’t exist in my actual life. Just a creature in the shadows that I have to fear.”
I laughed softly. “Fear. You may fear me, but you also let me fuck you.”
“I don’t have a choice.”
Her words made me angry and I pressed her more firmly against the wall. “Lying to me is annoying. Lying to yourself is pathetic. I gave you a choice and you begged me to come back and finish the job.”
I dropped her and she barely managed to land on her feet. Crouching, I spread her open with one hand and sunk my tongue inside of her. The combination of our mixed cum plus her blood was the equivalent of her signing over her life to me. Before she could get the blindfold off, I grabbed her by the throat and squeezed her cheeks to force her mouth open. I let it all drip onto her tongue, then released her. She immediately leaned over and spit it out.
“If you hate me so much, then go to the cops, baby. You have my cum in your pussy and my blood under your nails. I’ve given you the power. What are you gonna do with it?”
I put on my mask and climbed onto the roof. She was still in the same spot, breathing heavily.
“Happy Thanksgiving,” I said. “Save me a piece of pie for when I come back tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” she repeated, reaching up to take off the covering over her eyes.
“I’m going to show you exactly why you need to stay away from Mr. Everhart. Maybe you’ll learn that, sometimes, deciding who to trust is more complicated than you know.”
*****
Looking down at my knuckles, I frowned. Alana had marked me, which I would be ecstatic about if she wasn’t going to walk in that fucking door soon. She might not put two and two together, but she could, which had been enough to convince me that I needed to do something about the cuts.
Before I came here, I grabbed some of my rings from my house and put them on the fingers with the red indents. They were in the perfect spot to hide them for the most part. Since it was only a couple on each hand, they didn’t look too gaudy.
As I set the table, I started to feel a little nervous. Me and Alana had barely spoken since that kiss in her classroom. I had to find a way to salvage it, but none of my ideas seemed good enough. Right now, she liked Erebus- her fucking stalker- more than me. She feared him immensely, yet she allowed him to kiss her, whereas she pushed me away simply because I shared a face with my brother.
Ridiculous.
I knew she was here before she said anything. As if her presence wasn’t enough, I was overwhelmed by her scent. It was stronger than earlier, so she must have taken another shower. Considering she was a mess when I left, it made sense, but I’d hoped she would still be dripping my cum when she arrived.
Someday, I told myself. Someday, I’d take her in our kitchen in the home we shared, and I’d make her keep me inside of her all fucking day. When every bit had run down her thighs, I’d fuck her again, no matter where we were.
After I set the last plate down, I turned. She was standing in the doorway between the living and dining room. Her hair was damp, pulled back in a neat bun. Dark liner framed her green eyes, making the color more aggressive in a way that intensified her allure.
Mine. All fucking mine.
Pushing back the raging possessiveness, I moved toward her. She eyed me cautiously, as if I was an animal she expected to pounce. I was, but she shouldn’t be looking at me like that. I was Jayce, her protector, the one who was always there for her.
I shook my head and closed the distance between us. When I wrapped her in my arms, she let out a shuddering breath and returned the embrace. I reached up to unwind the tie from her hair, letting it fall loosely over her shoulders. As I pulled back, I ran my fingers through it.
“I’m sorry,” I said softly.
She shook her head. “I know… I know what you feel for me. We should’ve addressed it a long time ago. It’s my fault.”
“No, I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.” Her expression fractured along with my heart. “I’ll be whatever you need, Alana. Just don’t push me out. I can’t live with that.”
“Maybe one day, Jayce. I can’t make any promises, but I also can’t deny that I feel something for you too.”
The beat in my chest quickened. “What do you feel?”
“I can’t say it. I’m not ready. And I don’t want you to stop living your life because of something that might never happen.”
“You’ve always been the only one for me. Nothing has changed that and it never will.”
Tears brimmed in her eyes. I smiled before I pressed a kiss to her forehead. It was an agonizing few seconds that we stayed like that. Torture and bliss combined, just like when I was Erebus, but reversed. As him, I had her body, but not her heart. And as me, I had her heart. It was more important, but there was still too much uncertainty.
My plan had been good, in theory. It had flaws, sure, but I was confident enough in it. Now that it was real, though, I was fucking terrified.
Things between us were too fragile right now. I needed to focus on our true relationship, on making sure we moved forward. That meant I’d have to go back to watching. There were too many ways this could go wrong. I’d wanted to break her perfectly, but things had a tendency to fissure in multiple places, in ways you might not be able to predict or prepare for.
One day, she said. I’d cling to that ‘maybe’ with a death grip. The question that remained was what I planned to do going forward. If I continued seeing her as my other self, I didn’t know if it would help or hinder the situation. She was keeping the whole thing to herself, hiding it, even from me. Did that mean she didn’t trust me to protect her or was she trying to keep me safe? Further than that, did it mean that she was beginning to trust Erebus? And if she was, would she be angry or relieved when she learned the truth?