“Are you okay, Darling?”
“Hmm, I am, my love,” I hum. I’m in a complete state of bliss. He lets out a soft chuckle and releases my neck. He gently swipes away my matted hair from my face. I glance at Jasper and give him a lazy smile.
“I can’t believe how lucky I am to have a woman this beautiful to call mine.”
He pulls back, and I feel his release drip down my legs. I don’t move, as I catch his gaze dipping down, to take in the view of my cum-covered folds. Mesmerized, he traces his fingers across my slit, and with his eyes locked on my behind, he pushes his seed back inside of me. My vagina is sore, yet I love this little gesture, his possessiveness.
When he’s done, he plops next to me and pulls me against him. He drapes his arm over me, and I lay my head on his chest. We’re both covered in streaks of each other’s blood.Remembering he carved something in my thigh, I curiously lift my leg.
Mine.
I snort and give him a kiss. “Why am I not surprised?”
“I’ll repeat it as often as needed until it’s embedded into your skin.”
“I hope you will.”
He cups my face, the wounds on his hands not bleeding as much anymore.
“Did I hurt you in any way?” He studies my face.
“Nothing I couldn’t handle.”
“I’m going to bandage your leg, and then I’ll run a bath for you.”
I listen to his heart, the way it beats only for me, as mine still does only because of him.
“Not yet,” I murmur. “I want to linger a little longer, in this moment.”
“We have nowhere to go, Darling, we can lie here as long as you desire.” He kisses the top of my head.
I glance at the small mahogany cabinet, and its glass is hauntingly beautiful. The skulls of Marvin and the three women are our newest trophies. Their empty shadowed eye sockets glare back at us.
I close my eyes, letting in the all-consuming bliss. Tucked in his arms, he taught me that tranquility is found in death, it’s just different from how I envisioned it.
