Page 214 of Deviant

“Run.”

Before he has time to charge at me, I sprint into a run, with a goofy grin plastered all over my face.

Thankfully, I don’t have to run very far since Elias grabs me from behind, forcing us to stumble and fall to the earth. I don’t even feel the fall since I’m too worked up to care about a few scrapes and bruises. Elias’s hands quickly unzip his pants as I pull my knees up so that he is nestled in between them. And like a wild animal that can’t see anything else than his prey, Elias rips my panties with one hard tug and thrusts his cock deep inside me until we are one again. I sigh in relief, every inch of my body desperate for his touch. Elias sinks his teeth into my shoulder before kissing the sting away while the heels of my sneakers push down on his back so I can feel every inch of his cock inside me.

It’s messy. Chaotic. And from an outsider’s perspective, it may even look a little insane to be in the throes of passion after just having killed three people, but I don’t care.

It’s us.

Elias and me.

Therefore, perfect.

And just like Elias predicted, I see the gates of heaven open up to me, as I come with his name on my lips.

“Roe,” Elias whispers lovingly as he comes undone, like my name is the calm after a storm.

However, we don’t even get to bask in our afterglow, as we both hear the familiar ringtone of our watches.

Elias looks at his watch and frowns, cursing under his breath.

“What is it? What do they want?” I ask after briefly glancing over at my watch’s screen and finding no new message from our tormentors.

“Come on, Roe,” he says, pulling me up to my feet and fixing my already pretty ripped-up dress.

“They’re not done with us.”

“I’m so tired,” I whisper, every bone in my body hurting, after what feels like hours of us walking through the forest.

“I know, baby. Not too far now,” Elias tries to comfort me, holding me with his arm around my waist so that I don’t fall on my face.

My feet stumble occasionally, my legs feeling like dead weight from running for my life followed by this grueling hike thatThe Scourgehas us on.

As the moon bids its final farewell and the pink and orange hues of dawn paint the morning sky, last night’s ordeals retreat into the realm of a fevered dream. Though I’m sure that the scars that we bear will live on in us for eternity.

“Are you cold?” Elias asks gently, his eyes filled with concern, as if the slightest chill could hurt me.

“No, I’m fine,” I reply with a warm smile, hiding the shiver that coursed through me, a haunting reminder of the hell we endured over the past month.

Still, like a true gentleman, Elias takes off his jacket and wraps it around me.

“There. Isn’t that better?” he asks, kissing my temple.

I close my eyes and breathe him in, his scent the only thing that can calm me.

“Is this how it’s going to be from now on? You always taking care of me?”

“That’s the plan.” He smiles, making my heart swell two sizes.

The Scourgemight have been the worst thing to ever happen to us, but it also gave me Elias.

It gave me his love.

How could such a traumatic experience also be the thing that gifted me my soulmate?

But those contradicting thoughts evaporate when Elias looks at his watch again and frowns.

“Come on, Roe. These fuckers are getting agitated.”

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