Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“You’re mine. No one will ever take you from me again. I’ll kill every last person on this planet if they try.”
Her pussy clamps down on me, and I know she’s close. I bring my thumb to her clit, stroking her.
“Eros.” She arches her back, the orgasm consuming her, driving her over the edge.
“I love you, Bonte,” I grit out. She presses her body to mine, wrapping her arms around me.
“I love you too.” She buries her face into my neck.
I flip the water off before stepping out of the shower. I grab a towel and dry her off before wrapping one around my waist.
“You’re still hard.” Bonte's tongue swipes across her bottom lip.
“It’s a side effect of being close to you.” A snort of a laugh leaves her. “Feeling any better?” I ask, using a towel to dry her hair before dressing her in the clothes my father got for her.
“It’s hard to think it’s all over.”
There are a few missing pieces still, but when her father wakes, I’m sure he can fill them in. We can already see the big picture of what happened.
“Are you mad at me?” She peers up at me through her lashes. Fresh out of the shower, without a speck of makeup, her cheeks still have a rosy glow. She appears young and far too innocent to have been covered in blood hours ago.
“I'll deal with that another day.”
“So, you are?” Her nose gives a little scrunch. I don't want her to feel bad, but it does please me that she cares. Bonte doesn't want me to be upset with her.
“It’s not that I’m mad. It’s that we’ll deal with your punishment later.”
“Punishment?” she hisses, eyes wide.
“You’ll let me punish you.”
“I’ll do no such thing.”
“Are you sure about that?” I pick her up and easily toss her onto the bed. I don’t give her a chance to catch her bearings, pinning her down under me. I capture her hands and press them above her head. “You earned it.” I press my hard cock into her.
“What will it be?”
“I think I’ll take it out on your ass.”
“You’re going to spank me?” I notice I don’t get a straight “No, you’re not” or “Fuck off.”
“Been wanting to since you opened that smart mouth of yours, Hellcat, down in the hole. That fucking skirt.” I shake my head. Never in my life have I had a schoolgirl fetish, but having seen her in her uniform, paired with her being my fetish, I do. “I thought I might have gotten my chance when I pulled you out and you gave half a second’s thought to running.”
“You wanted to hunt me down.” She gives a mock disapproving shake of her head. “I’ve said it from the beginning. You’re a pervert.”
“Only for you.”
“You better keep it that way.” She wraps her legs around me. “I knew you’d come for me. That I wouldn't be forgotten and no one would notice.”
“You will never be forgotten. You’re branded into me, Bonte. You’ve marked me in places I didn’t know existed inside of me.”
“You’ve branded me too.”
“Not true. That hickey keeps trying to fade away.” That shit is annoying.
“Oh my God, you’re pouting.” She bursts into laughter. The sound is sweet and soothing to me. “It should be like a joke, but it’s not. You’re dead serious.”
“Why would I joke about that?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Bonte smiles up at me. “Your craziness works for me.”
“Everything about you works for me, Hellcat.”
We were meant to be, and no one will ever keep us apart.
Chapter Thirty-Two
BONTE
It’s been a full week since everything went down. My dad is doing a whole lot better. He slept the first two days. Eros and I stayed in the room across from the one he was in. Then two days ago, he was moving around more, so we all went back to Z and Cosima’s home. War and Tova said we could stay as long as we needed, but I feel more at home here.
As much as Eros watches over me, I do really love how Cosima dotes and fusses over me. I never had any form of a mother in my life. My dad didn’t date. At least not in front of me. I’m sure he could have. The man had a whole other life I didn’t know about.
"You know, there really is no rush for you and Eros to leave. In fact, I think it would be silly. You still have school to finish out," Cosima says, taking a sip of her tea. Eros and I came down to have a late breakfast, and Cosima joined us.
He leans over from beside me to get a clear view of his mom. "You think I can't take my girl to school?"
"I didn't say that. Has she ever been to your home in the city?" She doesn't give us a chance to answer before she's doing it herself. "I think not."