and process the last twenty-four hours.
But I stayed.
“I’ll be here,” I said, “right here.”
“I want you to hold me,” she said and turned her back to me. “Like last night.”
That small gesture ripped my heart in two, cracked it open and tore the hesitation from my hands. I couldn’t say no to that.
I laid down behind her and curled my arms around her. I was large and muscular to her tiny little frame. She felt bony and fragile, but she possessed gentle swells in all the right spots.
We just fit together.
“I used to think about you,” she said and laughs, a tiny little sound in the warm light of the single lamp lighting the room.
“Why?” I asked and wanted to crush her in my arms, tighten them until she could not breathe, she could not say my name. I was almost afraid of her response; it made this all so real .
“It’s silly now, to think about it,” she replied. Her voice was thickening as the Oxy kicked in. She must have been floating by then, sleepy but not quite ready to sleep. I should have known this; I shouldn’t have been so careless. Being here with her was dangerous, her vulnerability brought the red heat back, it was throbbing against my head in dull waves.
“You can tell me,” I said with the voice of a wolf coaxing his prey. I needed to get away from her, but I couldn’t.
“Ok, but don’t laugh, promise?”
“I promise.”
She twisted in my arms and was facing me. My heart stopped dead for a beat and the throbbing rush in my head grew redder and hotter.
“I used to imagine you coming to rescue me, to take me away from everything that was terrible about my life. I used to fantasize that you would notice me and save me. I knew you never would,” she told me in a rushed, breathy voice that made my cock ache with need. “I mean, you’re so fucking hot and rich and I’m nothing.”
“You beautiful, silly girl,” I said and somehow against the odds managed to keep my voice light, “you don’t know how damned attractive you are, do you?”
She looked up at me, her eyes widened with surprise this time, not knowing how to respond to that.
I kissed her, I didn’t mean to but I did. I kissed her and my heart fluttered in my chest and I could taste a sweetness on her breath that I’d never tasted before. Her essence, her purity in spite of the circumstances through which she came into the world, her beauty in every cell of her body.
She leaned into me, wrapped her thin arms around me and made me feel like the most powerful man in the world.
What had this fragile little thing done to me?
She was starting to drift off; the pill was kicking in at last.
My cock pressed against her hip and she exhaled a soft noise of acceptance.
I could have fucked her then, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t risk it.
I remained there for a few moments until her breathing was steady and I knew she’s deep in sleep.
I had to kill again. I’d never done it this quickly in succession before, but I had to. If I didn’t I would destroy her and I didn’t know if I could’ve forgiven myself.
She was my one chance to become human, to be normal and fulfill the destiny my parents chose for me before I was born.
I extricated myself from her arms and rolled off the bed slowly. I pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in with the care I imagined a parent had for a child.
I left, locked the door and made it to my truck before making a sound. Once inside, I punched the steering wheel repeatedly and yelled, “Fuck” over again until I had some modicum of relief from the need surging through my body.
I cruised slowly, carefully, looking for the perfect match. A small and beautiful woman who would willingly offer her life in exchange for Pet’s.
I found just the one in Vancouver, in the shittier end of town. She was at a bus stop, as if there was a bus that time of the night.
I pulled up alongside of her and she stood up with a smile. She was blonde and lithe and had bigger breasts
But I stayed.
“I’ll be here,” I said, “right here.”
“I want you to hold me,” she said and turned her back to me. “Like last night.”
That small gesture ripped my heart in two, cracked it open and tore the hesitation from my hands. I couldn’t say no to that.
I laid down behind her and curled my arms around her. I was large and muscular to her tiny little frame. She felt bony and fragile, but she possessed gentle swells in all the right spots.
We just fit together.
“I used to think about you,” she said and laughs, a tiny little sound in the warm light of the single lamp lighting the room.
“Why?” I asked and wanted to crush her in my arms, tighten them until she could not breathe, she could not say my name. I was almost afraid of her response; it made this all so real .
“It’s silly now, to think about it,” she replied. Her voice was thickening as the Oxy kicked in. She must have been floating by then, sleepy but not quite ready to sleep. I should have known this; I shouldn’t have been so careless. Being here with her was dangerous, her vulnerability brought the red heat back, it was throbbing against my head in dull waves.
“You can tell me,” I said with the voice of a wolf coaxing his prey. I needed to get away from her, but I couldn’t.
“Ok, but don’t laugh, promise?”
“I promise.”
She twisted in my arms and was facing me. My heart stopped dead for a beat and the throbbing rush in my head grew redder and hotter.
“I used to imagine you coming to rescue me, to take me away from everything that was terrible about my life. I used to fantasize that you would notice me and save me. I knew you never would,” she told me in a rushed, breathy voice that made my cock ache with need. “I mean, you’re so fucking hot and rich and I’m nothing.”
“You beautiful, silly girl,” I said and somehow against the odds managed to keep my voice light, “you don’t know how damned attractive you are, do you?”
She looked up at me, her eyes widened with surprise this time, not knowing how to respond to that.
I kissed her, I didn’t mean to but I did. I kissed her and my heart fluttered in my chest and I could taste a sweetness on her breath that I’d never tasted before. Her essence, her purity in spite of the circumstances through which she came into the world, her beauty in every cell of her body.
She leaned into me, wrapped her thin arms around me and made me feel like the most powerful man in the world.
What had this fragile little thing done to me?
She was starting to drift off; the pill was kicking in at last.
My cock pressed against her hip and she exhaled a soft noise of acceptance.
I could have fucked her then, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t risk it.
I remained there for a few moments until her breathing was steady and I knew she’s deep in sleep.
I had to kill again. I’d never done it this quickly in succession before, but I had to. If I didn’t I would destroy her and I didn’t know if I could’ve forgiven myself.
She was my one chance to become human, to be normal and fulfill the destiny my parents chose for me before I was born.
I extricated myself from her arms and rolled off the bed slowly. I pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in with the care I imagined a parent had for a child.
I left, locked the door and made it to my truck before making a sound. Once inside, I punched the steering wheel repeatedly and yelled, “Fuck” over again until I had some modicum of relief from the need surging through my body.
I cruised slowly, carefully, looking for the perfect match. A small and beautiful woman who would willingly offer her life in exchange for Pet’s.
I found just the one in Vancouver, in the shittier end of town. She was at a bus stop, as if there was a bus that time of the night.
I pulled up alongside of her and she stood up with a smile. She was blonde and lithe and had bigger breasts
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