Page 49 of Carnival Monster

“I see you, Gage,” she whispers, her eyes gazing into my soul. “All of you. The good, the bad, and the monstrous. And I love every part.”

I break inside. My walls crumble, and I fall to pieces. Tears sting my eyes, but they don’t fall. I haven’t cried since I was a little boy. She sees the darkness, accepts it, and loves me anyway.

I lose myself in her, my body moving instinctually as my mind surrenders to the pleasure. I feel the familiar coil in my lower abdomen, signaling my impending release. But this time, it’s different. This time, it’s not just about the physical release. It’s about the emotional connection, the unity of two souls becoming one.

“Aurora,” I grunt, my voice strained as I hover on the edge of climax. “Fuck, I?—”

“I know,” she breathes, her eyes filled with love and understanding. “Oh God,” she breathes, arching her back. “Come with me, Gage.”

I do. I surrender to the pleasure, to the love, and to her. With a roar, I release, my body shaking as I fill her with my cum, while she convulses around me. Her walls clenching and milking my balls.

We’re both breathless for a moment, our hearts pounding in sync. I gently pull out and collapse onto the bed, holding her close. She snuggles into my chest, her soft curves fitting perfectly against my hard frame.

I kiss the top of her head, inhaling her scent, and let out a contented sigh. I’m at peace. The darkness is still lurking in the corners of my mind, but it no longer has a hold on me, not with Aurora by my side.

28

GAGE

Two months later…

My knuckles turn white as we speed down the highway toward Denbigh, Wyoming. Aurora sleeps peacefully in the passenger seat, unaware of the true purpose of our “vacation.” My mind races with dark thoughts, images of what I’ll do to her father flashing through my mind.

Phoenix came through for me, digging up the information on that sick bastard’s whereabouts. I owe him one, but right now, I can only focus on the rage burning inside me. The things that man did to Aurora... he deserves everything I’m going to do to him and more.

I glance at Aurora’s sleeping form, feeling a surge of love. She’s been through so much, and I want to ensure she gets the justice she deserves. Even if she doesn’t know it yet.

The darkness inside me whispers, urging me to indulge in my most violent fantasies. I imagine the terror on her father’s face when he realizes why I’ve come. The sound his bones will make as they crack under my fists. The way his blood will feel, warm and slick on my hands.

I need to stay focused to keep my urges in check until the right moment. This isn’t about satisfying my bloodlust. It’s about Aurora, about giving her closure and taking away the power her abuser has held over her for so long.

A calm settles over me as we cross the state line into Wyoming. We’re getting close now.

I pull over to the side of the road, gravel crunching beneath the tires as the car comes to a stop. Aurora stirs beside me, her eyes fluttering open. She looks around, confused, as she takes in our surroundings.

“Where are we?” she asks, her voice thick with sleep. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”

I clench my jaw, my grip tightening on the steering wheel. I knew this moment was coming. I take a deep breath and turn to face her.

“I found your dad,” I say, my voice low and steady. “I know where he is.”

Aurora’s eyes widen, and emotions flash across her face. Shock, fear, anger. I can see the wheels turning in her head as she processes my words.

“What do you mean, you found him?” she asks, her voice trembling slightly. “How?”

I hesitate, not wanting to reveal too much about Phoenix’s involvement. “I have my ways,” I say finally. “But that’s not important right now. What matters is that we’ll make him pay for what he did to you.”

Aurora’s breath catches in her throat, and I can see the tears welling up in her eyes. “Gage, I... I don’t know if I can face him,” she whispers, her voice breaking.

I reach out and take her hand in mine, squeezing it gently. “You don’t have to face your dad,” I say, my voice fierce with determination. “I’ll face him for you. I’ll make him suffer for every moment of pain he caused you.”

The darkness inside me stirs, images of violence and retribution flashing through my mind.

“I don’t want you to get hurt,” she says softly, her eyes searching mine. “Promise me you’ll be careful.”

I nod, lifting her hand and gently kissing her knuckles. “I promise,” I say, my voice rough with emotion. “But I won’t let that man hurt you or anyone else again. He’ll pay for what he did.”

Aurora takes a shaky breath, nodding slowly. “Okay,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s do this.”

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