Page 62 of Finding Secrets
She parts her lips, and I glide it over her tongue, making my way to the back of her throat. A moan comes from deep within my chest as I pump my cock in my hand like it really is her pretty little mouth. The image of her looking up atme through her lashes, while on her knees, my dick deep in her throat, pushes me over the edge into my release. One last thrust into my hand, and my body tingles, toes curling, my dick twitching as a hot stream of cum covers the shower wall. My jaw opens, and a small whimper escapes me.
Fuck, if that is how I come just thinking of her in my mind, I can’t imagine how I will handle actually being with her.
But, fuck, did I want to find out.
26
Eden
It’s been a week since welcoming our new members, who are awaiting the induction ceremony, where they would pledge their loyalty to the Divine. Adult inductions are different from the children’s. These involve a lot more. The Divine sees children as pure, their souls easier to enter than the adults. The adults enter with more sins and impurities. We haven’t done many through the years, but Samuel said the Divine has spoken about a new era of Everton, and we need more people to pledge their loyalty to make this vision come alive.
I have only been to a few since I’ve been here, as they are rare, but I was only a little girl then. I don’t get to be with the adults, but I’m with the housekeepers and the other kids from the community.
Samuel is there at every single one. He told me they are something to witness but said it wasn’t for my eyes just yet. Later, this week, I will witness my very first one. I don’t know what to expect, but the knots forming in my stomach make me even more unsure.
Samuel has me filing papers in a room near his office to keep me busy today from being with Lianne, when I hear someone talking in the hallway. I peek my head through but don’t see anyone. But faint voices are still there. Then I walk down to where the stairs and lurk over the railing.
“Please, let’s discuss this further in my office,” Samuel says, heading for the stairs.
Shit.
I walk quietly back to the vacant office and press my ear to the door, trying to listen to the voices on the other side.
“Thank you for meeting with me with such short notice, Mr. Donovan.”
Kameron.
“No worries at all. When it comes to placing a chosen wife with a man of the Divine, it is a high matter for us.”
A wife for Kameron?
Men usually take a wife sooner than later here. Everyone except Samuel, that is, but I guess he is exempt from the same rules as the other men in Everton.
But Kameron wants a wife? Is that why he came here, to find one?
My heart pounds as the thought of me being able to be his crossed my mind. Is this what the Divine meant whenThey told me to be patient? Is it because my chosen husband is not here in our community yet? The corners of my lips curl as I let my imagination run wild.
I shake my head, knowing better than to let my hope grow that big.
Because I can’t hear Samuel and Kameron’s voices any longer, I open the door. Looking around, I tiptoe toward Samuel’s office, hoping to overhear more of their conversation.
My nerves are on high alert with the fear of being caught.
I walk to the bathroom next door and slide in, then place my ear to the wall, but it’s all just muffled voices to me. So, I look around, finding a heating vent just left of the sink, and crouch, hoping to hear the conversation.
27
Kameron
“May the Divine forgive my ignorance. I’m just not sure how this works.”
I have to mask the woozy feeling in my gut at the topic of finding me a wife as I talk with Samuel. This is my cover, the way in here. An elaborate backstory of how I want to pledge my life to their God and live on the path of the Divine. That path includes a wife of their picking. One that is of particular age and hard for others to obtain outside of Everton.
Hunter, Marcus, and I got wind of this place a few years back. All the information and leads we had were all dead ends, though. It’s like, the minute those boys and girls leave their foster homes, they vanish without a trace.
All three of us weren’t going to let this go. We built HKM Protections and Security to protect people. What no one knew is the back-end work we did to help others who didn’t have or couldn’t find the help. We took the money from the wealthy, who needed our protection, and we used it to help those in the dark. The three of us know all too well what it’s like to have your screams go unheard.
All we know about the situation is they are here and that their records stop at a few foster homes in the city. All of which reported the foster children as either adopted or runaways. The only thing is that they, the ones adopted, are untraceable. How this is falling between the cracks is beyond me, but the system fails children every day, so it isn’t a huge surprise. Sad? Hell yes, but not a fucking surprise.
