Page 35 of Endless

"Life?" I mimic.

"Yes. Strange as that may seem, I was able to deduce your purpose the moment you dropped the blade in the trunk of your car. You chose to live rather than end it all. It seems every challenge you’ve faced here was leading you to the moment where you felt the most similar to when you took your own life in the bathroom."

"That's pretty fucking cruel," I state plainly. What kind of fucked afterlife is this, where I'm expected to go back to the point of wanting to kill myself?

"It is, and I'm truly sorry. I didn't know that's what they intended. I never want to see you broken like that again. It hurts me to see you hurt."

"What does all of this mean now?" I ask.

Them pushing me over and over again to get to the point where I wanted to kill myself is extremely fucked up. I already lived through it once, but they felt like I needed to go through it twice. What would have happened if I decided not to drop the blade?

"I would have stopped you," Kellan states like he can read my mind. I already know he can't, but he must be reading my body language.

"They said you couldn't intervene."

"I know. I would have disobeyed them if it came to that. Thankfully, it was never a factor. You're much stronger now than you were when you first came here."

"You're right about that. Everything is different now. Knowing you and what it's like to feel love again has changed my entire outlook."

"You never have to go another day without me, pet."

"Good, because I'm not planning on it. You're going to end up getting sick of me at some point. You realize that, right?"

"Never," he says, pulling me on top of his lap to straddle him.

He leans forward, trailing his nose up my neck before placing a light kiss on it. I whimper as he continues his path up my neck and over to my ear to whisper in it.

"I could spend an eternity with you, inside you, and it still wouldn’t be enough."

Goosebumps spread down my arms, and pleasure shoots directly to my core. Hearing him tell me how much he wants me isthe hottest fucking thing in the entire world. I grind my pussy on him, and his hands reach around to grab my ass, aiding me in the process. He's hard, and I find myself craving his cock again.

I want to please him more than anything, so I slide off his lap and onto my knees between his legs. I look up and pause, silently asking for permission, and see the glint in his eyes. My hand reaches up to the button of his pants, and I slowly unbutton them before sliding the zipper down. He doesn't make any sort of effort to try and stop me or assist as my hand reaches inside to free his cock. He eyes me intently, waiting for my next move as I look down at his raging hard-on to see the tip of it leaking precum. I lean in, lock my eyes on his, and reach out my tongue to lick the tip.

"Fucking perfect." He groans. A smile forms along the edge of my lips.

Very slowly, I take him into my mouth, swirling my tongue along the way and listening to the pleasurable sounds he makes. I take my time sucking, bobbing my head up and down, all while working my tongue. My hand grips the base of his shaft, pumping it in tandem.

"Always so greedy for my cock. The perfect little whore for me."

His fingers tangle in my hair, and all of a sudden, he takes complete control, shoving my face to his pelvis. I choke, struggling to breathe as his cock cuts off my airway. His body begins to morph into a mixture of shadow and human as he thrusts his hips into my mouth.

Tears well up in my eyes as I try my best to keep my throat relaxed and let him use me. Fuck, I love when he uses me. A cool shadowy tendril wraps around my throat, further cutting off my ability to breathe as he brutally thrusts into my mouth.

"You're the perfect slut for me, aren't you, pet?"

I grumble yes around his cock because I am his slut. I will gladly be a slut for him until the end of time. I've moved my hands to his upper thighs, holding on for dear life as he face fucks me to gain his pleasure. What I don't expect is to feel pressure between my legs. One of his shadows found its way to my clit and is firmly rubbing it from the outside of my leggings.

Tears pour down my face, and drool has begun to drip from my chin as Kellan continues to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. Darkness begins to fill the corners of my vision. There are so many feelings all at once. The shadow finds its way inside my leggings and directly to my pussy to shove itself inside.

"Look at you choking on a shadowy cock with tears streaming down your face. You better not waste a drop when I come in this pretty mouth. Take it all like the greedy pet you are."

The pressure on my throat releases, and the shadow inside me pushes and pulls, rubbing my walls in the perfect place. I find myself right on the edge of a climax as his cock jerks against my tongue, and I feel the spurts of his come shooting into my mouth, making me see stars.

My pussy flutters around the tendril, and an all-consuming pleasure shoots through my body. I buck my hips and moan, riding out the intense pleasure. This orgasm is less intense thanthe one earlier but still just as satisfying. He pulls his cock from my mouth, and a string with a mixture of drool and semen drips from it.

A whooshing sound fills the air behind us, and I turn to look at what caused it. I am stunned to see two figures standing next to the blanket behind us. My cheeks heat, likely turning a scarlet red from the embarrassing act of being caught in such a salacious position with Death.

Kellan chuckles and tucks himself back into his pants. His shadow leaves my leggings while his hand reaches out to wipe the dripping mixture of drool and come from my chin. He caresses my cheek afterward, reassuring me that he is right here with me.

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