Page 49 of The Blue Rose
Ifeel myself being tugged, a growl building in my throat as I look behind to see Serena trying to plant her feet and hold me back.That’s cute.With a chuckle, I pick her up, throw her over my shoulders, and walk us behind the bathrooms. She starts to bang on my back, pressing against me and trying to wriggle out of my hold.
“Put me down.”
“If you don’t stop moving, I’m going to place you over my knees and spank you.” I’m thinking about spanking her for even entertaining a date with another man. She doesn’t know what happened to the last man who took her out, and never will.
My hold tightens around her legs, as I think about how the one at the market kept touching her. He would die a slow and painful death, starting with both his hands being sawed off,slowly. The thought makes me grin. Maybe I’d wrap his hands in a nice little box, with a bright blue ribbon on it,my signature color, and gift them to Serena, since she allowed him to touch her.
She hits me harder, her little fists feeling like bb gun bullets pelting my back, throwing a tantrum like a damn child. I bring my hand around, spanking her ass with a solid hit of my palm,which makes her yelp. The little sound that comes from her has me picking up my speed, my pants feeling tighter by the minute. We get to the bathrooms, and I let her body slide down my stomach. She stands with her arms crossed, turning her head away from me with a huff.
Gripping her chin, I force her to look at me, but her eyes stubbornly look over my shoulder. “Look at me, little lamb,” I demand, getting close to her ear and whispering a threat I know will get her attention. “If you don’t look at me, I will fuck you in the ass with no lube. I will not be gentle. I will not stop with your tears. Do you want to bleed around my cock?”
“You wouldn’t,” she gasps, finally looking at me with fear hidden behind her defiant eyes.
I smirk, “You know I would.”
“What do you want?” she spits, clinging to her anger despite everything.
“What I want is to know why you agreed to a date when you’remine.”
She scoffs and stands taller, looking me dead in the eyes, “I. Am.Not. Yours.”
So, this is how she is going to be?She looks away again and crosses her arms once more. Pushing her flush to the bathroom wall, I uncross her arms, and pin them above her head, as she starts to squirm against me. I whisper against her lips, “You are mine. This little act is going to get you punished.” I look her up and down slowly, taking care to caress every inch of her with my eyes. “And not in the way you like.”
She tries to twist her arms out of my hold, anger rising in her voice. “If I’m yours, then why did you ignore me, again?! Why did you make me feel like you were going to disappear for weeks?” She burst into tears, no longer fighting against my hold, and I feel a twinge in my heart.What the fuck is this feeling?“You promised you wouldn’t do that to me again,” she chokes out.
I pull her flush to my chest, her tears staining my shirt. Caressing her hair, I try to comfort her. “I’m sorry, little lamb, I was trying to figure some shit out.” I take a deep breath, pulling her away from my body, and looking down at her. Her eyes are puffy, streaks of mascara running down her cheeks. Her cute little button nose is red at the tip, making her look like Rudolph. “Look, I’m here aren’t I? I showed up,” I soothingly say, rubbing her back.
She sniffs and nods her head. I run my fingers back through my hair, my thoughts chaotic “You’re making me feel things, Serena. Things I don’t understand. You make me crazy. You make me question everything. I am breaking all my rules for you.”
She sniffs again, wiping her nose with the back of her hand, and looks up. “You are?”
I rub my thumb under her eye, wiping the tear and mascara away. “I am, and for the first time in my life, I’m scared.” My breaths quicken, and my hands start to shake.That’s never happened before.My hands form into fist, I close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm my breathing. When I open them again, Serena's eyes have softened and I feel her hands grab mine. “I’m scared of losing who I am. Who I have always been. I don’t know how to be anyone else.” I bring my lips to her forehead, and whisper, “I’m scared of losing you.” The words leave my mouth before I can even register what I’m saying.Am I really scared of losing her?
Trusting people isn’t a part of my nature. No one can truly know who I am, unless they’re one of my victims about to take their last breath. Only then is the mask taken off and my true self revealed. But with Serena… My mask slips more and more. I find myself wanting to share more with her. When she’s not withme, I actually miss her. She is changing me, and I can tell I’m changing her too.
She lets go of my hands, locking her arms around my neck, and kisses me. Reassuring me, telling me without telling me, she understands. Her kiss is filled with longing and passion, and I lean into her, slipping my tongue in, and making her moan. I groan into her, grinding my hardening erection against her.
She breaks the kiss, but leaving her lips a shadow away from mine, “I’m scared too.”
With understanding in just those three words, I grab her hand and walk back to her car. The market is cleared out by the time we make it back, not a soul in sight. You can hear the voices and laughter from the shops across the street, but all the vendors and their vehicles are gone.
I help her in, leaning my hand over her head as I look down. My heart pounds in my chest as I realize what I’m about to do. She looks up at me, with hope in her eyes, and I can't help but tumble into that hope with her. I bend down to kiss her one more time, lingering a moment longer, savoring her taste.
“I have one last rule to break for you.”
She tilts her head, confusion lacing her features.
“Follow me.”
She nods. I shut her door and walk back to my car. The walk back seems to take an eternity. I’m dragging my feet across the pavement, hands in my pockets, trying to calm my breathing.
Never in my thirty-two years of living did I think I would ever fall for anyone, let alone one of my victims. The night at the haunted house when I saw a darkness hiding behind those blue eyes of hers, was when I knew she'd be mine forever. Today, I battled with myself about whether I should go or stay. When I finally decided to go, I found her right away. We're like magnets to one another, always able to find the other.
I showed up when that elderly woman was telling her love story, her hand in her husband's hands. As she took everyone back in time, all I could do was stare at Serena, and watch as her eyes started to tear up. All I could think about was, what a life would be like with her by my side. I was going to make my entrance when they left, then I noticed a man walking up.
My knuckles were turning white from how hard I gripped the tree I was hiding behind. Instead of intervening, I stayed back and watched. The tree camouflaged me well enough to not be seen, but I was close enough to hear every word they said.
Every time he touched her, I could tell she was uncomfortable and wanted him to leave. My teeth ground together so hard, my molars almost cracked. When he walked away and I saw her take a relieved breath, I took the same one with her. Then he turned around, and my body started to move on its own. Her body reacted to my presence first, her eyes searching for me.
