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Chapter 17

Blanche

In the early morning, I stretch my body out and I can feel the soreness throughout. I can tell that it is a little wrung out from the multiple orgasms that Zeev gave me last night. We didn’t get much sleep because he woke me up twice in the middle of the night. Once with his mouth on my pussy and another time with him stroking me. I chuckle to myself, I guess it was technically my wedding night and what kind of wedding would it have been if we didn’t consummate the marriage?

Sitting up in the bed, I realize Zeev isn't here with me. Feeling his side of his bed, it’s cold. He must’ve gotten up a while ago. The smell of bacon hits my nose. It smells so yummy, it calls to me. Before going to the kitchen, I head to the bathroom for my morning routine. I glance at the mirror wondering, Do I look any different now that I have a husband?

Rolling my eyes at myself as soon as the thought enters my mind, I chastise myself. It doesn’t work like that, of course you don’t look different.

Leaving the bathroom in disbelief that I’m married, I run into a hard body, causing him to spill his coffee down my shirt. I whisper, “Shit, I’m so sorry! I was in my head.”

He nonchalantly responds while shrugging his shoulders, “It’s no big deal, it's just coffee.”

Not expecting him to shrug it off so quickly I give him a wink as I say, “Ok husband, let’s get you cleaned up.”

We walk back into the bathroom together. I grab a towel and I start wiping the coffee off of Zeev and me. Without even thinking, I strip my shirt off since it's soaked with coffee. Not paying attention that by doing so it leaves me in just my panties. I just continue to clean up the coffee when my thoughts are interrupted by a touch and that’s when I feel his hands on my body. Softly dragging them up my back with a feather light touch. Goosebumps start to pop up in the aftermath of his touch, his lips grazing down my neck.

The heat from his body seeps into mine, and the reason we are in the bathroom leaves my mind. Continuing his feather-light kisses, he turns me around to face him. I open my eyes and see him down on his knees with a smirk on his beautiful face. As he’s pulling my panties down, he speaks,“I was coming to wake you up. Breakfast is ready but I want to have my breakfast first. I’ll enjoy this every morning for the rest of my life.”

As soon as his words leave his mouth, he takes his tongue and licks me full over my slit. Reaching my clit, he latches on to my nub and starts sucking as hard as he can. The light touches from earlier are not even a thought. My core starts to tingle, and I let myself go, but Zeev keeps licking me and it all becomes too overwhelming for my body. I push his head away and pant out, “Zeev, I can’t, it's too much.”

Letting go of me for a quick second he looks at me and answers, “It’s not too much. You can take it. Just give me one more. You can handle whatever I give you. You are so strong, and you don’t even know it, now cum for me.”

As soon as the words leave his mouth it’s like my body was waiting for permission, and I start to orgasm. Grabbing my ass, he pulls me so close to his face and laps up all my juices. I can’t do anything else but ride his face and ride out my orgasm.

Trailing his hands up and down the back of my legs, he reassures me, “Red, that was the best breakfast I’ve ever had.”

He puts my feet back down on the ground and gives me a full-blown smile. And for a second time this morning, my breath is taken away from me. A serious Zeev is gorgeous but it doesn't compare to his smile. Needing to kiss him, I get up on my tiptoes and kiss him allowing me to taste myself on him.

Pulling away from our kiss, Zeev rests his forehead against mine, smiling, “Now it’s your turn to eat.”

He grabs my hand and heads to the bedroom, grabbing one of his shirts. He puts it over me and then leads me to the kitchen where he already has eggs and bacon with toast ready for me on the table. Sitting down my stomach lets out a huge grumble, I didn’t realize how hungry I was until now.

After a few minutes of eating our breakfast, Zeev breaks the silence.

"I’ve checked in with Jake. We’ll meet at one of the safe houses in a few days, then head to the mansion.”

Nodding my head, I take in what he is saying.

“Now we wait.”

Chapter 18

Zeev

After a few days of waiting, we get the go-ahead.We pack a bag with clothes in case shit hits the fan. When Blanche comes out of the room, she is dressed in clothes that I had delivered with her wedding dress a few days ago.

Looking her up and down, I see that she chose to wear black skinny jeans with a black long-sleeve shirt and tied around her neck is the red cloak. Her long dark brown hair is tied into two braids that run down her back. Making my way down to her feet, I see that she has the black motorcycle boots. I knew she would look so fucking hot with them on.

I swallow, and with a voice that I don’t even recognize murmur, "Red, you look hot.”

Leaning forward I go to give her a quick kiss knowing that we don’t have time for what I really want to do to her. Breathing her in, knowing that after today our lives will change. I just need to make sure that no matter what, we make it through.

“You know it’s going to be explosive when we walk into your grandmother’s house. Don’t do anything stupid.”

She takes a deep breath. “Zeev, I won’t. I want us to survive this too. She needs to pay for what she has done to my parents, your parents, and every other person that she has hurt on her path to power.”

With that, we walk out of the cabin with our backpacks on us and mount the bike ready to finish this path of revenge that I was set on so many years ago. I didn’t have a choice in this path. Old Lady Marelle is the one that put me here. When she killed my parents so long ago, I bet she didn’t think that it would lead me to her granddaughter and her ultimate destruction.

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