Moving my hand to my dick, I try to masturbate, but Bane won’t stand for it.
“No cheating!” he yells.
The electricity goes crazy inside the office behind me, and I swear I can vaguely hear screaming.
“Lucifer is gonna be pissed,” Bane mutters. “The electrical wires are sparking and electrocuting people, Little Human. The water cooler got knocked over, and that’s making things worse.”
Oh fuck. This is porn for me. There’s seriously something wrong with me.
From the pressure of Bane’s fingers, to the way his growls slide down my spine, I can feel myself getting closer to another release.
“That’s it, baby. Lean into the fun of being the perfect little final boy,” Bane says. “You’re acclimating so well, and you get off when I kill people. You have forty seconds left of oxygen before I kill you, baby. Get there.”
His command makes me silently scream, and my back bows against the cool window pane as I come again. Bane fucks his cum into me as he shouts out his release, and suddenly I can breathe. Greedily, I pull in breath after breath, shuddering as I feel the heat of Bane’s release inside of me.
“You made it,” he says with a laugh. “People owe me some favors. The souls have all been picked up. Let’s get some motherfucking donuts, yeah?”
Fuck yeah. I don’t even care that no one can see me. Bane can still make sure I can eat my treats for surviving his special brand of fucking.
Chapter
Ten
Bane
After dropping off my last soul for the day, I head back to the castle, eager to get my hands on my Little Human. He’s all I was able to think about today, just like every day.
It’s taken some time, but I can now do my job without being completely distracted by my mate. It wasn’t easy, but I literally had no choice.
I thought bringing Onyx with me would solve the issue. How can I worry about someone who’s right there next to me? Yeah, it only made things worse.
It wasn’t me being worried about him that distracted me, it was the fact that my Little Human would get more and more turned on by every life I’d take. The scent of his arousal was so overwhelming it made me lose all sense of control. It led to the death of multiple people who were nowhere near their time to pass.
When we got back, I was called into Lucifer's office. This time, he wasn’t as easy going as before. He looked seconds away from killing me himself and I was banned from taking Onyx with me on any other jobs.
I brought up the fact that I was worried about his safety and needed to make sure my mate wasn’t going to be harmed, that Ineeded him by my side to ensure it. He told me that Onyx would be fine and he’d make sure everyone knew if they fucked with Onyx, they would have to deal with Lucifer himself.
He also gave me the option to take a step back from my job, maybe even retire. I declined. Reaping souls is what I do. It’s woven into my very existence. It’s all I’ve really known until I met Onyx.
There is no giving up this job.
So, it meant leaving Onyx at the castle with the faith that the king of Hell himself will keep my Little Human safe.
At first, I was still distracted, worried like always, but as time went by and Onyx would give me a recap of his day, I knew he was safe.
Still. I hated being away from my mate and I found myself rushing through my daily quota of my souls.
It’s been six months since I’ve dragged Onyx to Hell and in that time frame I still haven’t been able to find a middle ground regarding my job. At least for now, it’s enough.
“Little Human, I’m home.” I announce myself as I appear into our room.
My brow furrows when I don’t see my Little Human. “Onyx.” I call out, my boots pounding against the marble floors as I check the bathroom. Nothing. He’s not here.
A low rumbling growl of anger rattles in my chest. He’s gone. Again. It’s like he’s never home anymore.
Frustration boils. Can’t a man have his mate waiting for him when he comes home? Is it too much to ask for to have that peachy ass in the air, presenting me with my feast for the night after a long day of work? I feel like that's not a lot to ask.
I’m always home around the same time. He knows this.
