Page 29 of The Fallen Ones

There was the issue of Jace coming right out and fucking everything up. If I took her, all he’d have to do is squeal like the fucking bitch he was and she’d run.

The thought I’d have to kill Jace was definitely something I kept rolling around in my head.

Killing him wouldn’t bring me any joy though because then he wouldn’t get to see what was his become mine. Knowing every day of his life she belonged to me.

I needed that level of revenge.

Sighing, I got up and went to my shower and washed myself before coming out to find a message on my phone from Caleb.

Caleb: Costumes for us? Any ideas? Are we just going to go with the generic robes and mask stuff? I’m not good at painting skeletons.

I rolled my eyes. Caleb spent too much time thinking. It was another annoying thing about him.

Damien: I’ll paint your face. Stop worrying.

Jace: I’m not good at that shit either.

The last thing I wanted to do was help Jace, but I found myself

sending my message just the same.

Damien: I’ll do yours too, but this was your idea to do skeleton paint, dipshit.

Jace: Fuck you. Do you have a better idea?

I didn’t bother to answer him. If I had my way, we’d just black out that portion of our faces and be done with it. Jace was right though. What if we lost our masks. This at least offered us some level of protection.

Why we were bothering with protection still baffled me.

I wanted Lily to know it was me drilling deep into her pussy with my dick. I wanted her to scream and fight me as I did it. Pleading with me to stop because I was her big brother. I wanted her nails tearing through my skin as she tried to buck me off her small, quivering body while begging me at the same time for more.

I paused my thinking for a moment before sending my next text.

Damien: Caleb, is Lily on the pill?

Caleb: I honestly don’t know. That’s not exactly something we talk about.

Jace: I think she is. I saw a pill packet in her bathroom once.

Damien: Thoughts on condoms then? I don’t want to use one with her.

Caleb: I don’t either, honestly.

Jace: No condoms.

Caleb: I know I said I didn’t want to, but what if you’re wrong about the birth control and we get her pregnant?

Damien: Good. Then she can’t run.

I said what I said and didn’t regret it. Lily was a runner. I’d witnessed her marathons for a long time. If she wasn’t running from shit, she was avoiding it. If I got her knocked up, she’d have nowhere to run but right back to me. I’d strap her down and make her birth my baby. It didn’t matter to me if I sounded like a huge prick over it. That’s how much I wanted her and what was destined to us.

I darkened my phone screen and laid back in bed, my mind conjuring all sorts of fucked up shit I wanted to do to Lily.

But one step at a time.

It was in the hunt where I got all my pleasure.

Knowing that after she was thoroughly fucked at Satan’s Hollow, she’d seek out more left me eager to play the game I knew was coming.

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