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I feel something wet down there, and my face scrunches up with disgust.
"Mommy, get off.Mommy!"I yelp, but she moves on top of me despite my protests. Her hands pressing hard into my chest, forcing the air from her lungs as she squirms against me, naked from the waist down. Her breath washes over my face, smelling like that nasty stuff she drinks all day. "Mommy, no!"
But no amount of pleading sways her.
I look to the side and think about Flora. When's the next time I'm going to see my sissy? A tear slips from my eye, and mommy doesn't get off for a long time. When she finally does, I look down, seeing I'm wet down there.
I wake up, heart pounding, chest heaving, and clutching the pillow to my body. I cough, swinging my legs out of the bed and shuddering as hot tears fall from my eyes. My stomach rolls as nausea makes me hot and sweaty, and I lower my face into my hands and rock back and forth miserably as the memories all come flooding back with no relief to be found.
All I want is comfort, but I can't let myself have it.
Bile comes up in my mouth, and I groan as I sink to my knees, pound my fists into the floor and force myself to breathe as my skin crawls, and itches.
I reach for the waste basket just in time to upchuck my dinner from a few hours ago, not stopping until I feel utterly empty.
Just like in my dream, I look at the door, knowing there's a woman right down the hall who's touch might make it go away. Might. But I keep my ass planted here right in my bedroom as my anxiety soars sky high. Telling me I'm not worthy. Telling me I don't deserve it.
That I don't deserveher.
So I don't even try.
21
Give Her To Me!
Tamryn
Four Weeks Later
"Breathe,Camilla.Goslow,there's no rush," Caleb says in a hushed voice.
Closing my eyes, I do just that.
I take a deep breath of the chilly fall air, seeing a white gust of it billow from my lips on a trembling exhale. My stomach tenses with nerves so hard I feel crampy. I firm my grip on the rifle Caleb gifted me with, asking myself for the hundredth time if I really can do this. We're out deer hunting on a stand on the West side of his property. And though I've never killed a single thing in my entire life, Caleb has somehow convinced me that I need to learn to shoot.
I'm actually not half bad. But I don't like it.
"It's the first way you learn to protect yourself. To keep yourself safe," he'd said.
We're celebrating my cast being taken off, and he said we're out of deer sausage, which apparently has the power to make him very grumpy. So there's that.
A deer lies about fifteen feet below us and one hundred feet away, trying to eat bark off a tree. I feel sad, honestly. I don't want to killBambi.
"There she is," he whispers. "She's got her neck wide open for you, sweetheart. Take your aim."
I wet my lips and shift myself in a more comfortable position. We're laying side by side on our fronts. I've got a black beanie covering my ears, but my long curly hair hangs wild and free, tumbling over my shoulders. A heavy hunting coat weighs me down, as does a pair of brand spanking new hiking boots.
I've never hiked a day in my life, either. I don't even wear stuff like this, so, today is a day of firsts for me, apparently.
Suddenly, he bites off a curse and then reaches into his back pocket, pulling out his phone. I cut my eyes to him, hearing the vibration. He stares for a second before ripping off his glove with his teeth and taping the screen. Steam rises from his hand because he runs hot. Something close to arousal coils deep in my belly, making my clit throb and my pussy slick for a man the first time in over a year.
I thought I was broken.
"Caleb?" I whisper. "What's wrong?"
Ignoring me, his lips harden in a tight slash as he stares unwavering at the screen. My eyes lower too, seeing what looks to be three humans walking. Their three images heat infrared relayed to him. I watch them move slowly, and when he zooms out of the image and then shakes his head on a curse, I dare to speak again.
"Caleb?"
