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Only when she too went dull-eyed and lifeless did I let go, letting her body slump across the couch.
It was done.?
With Master’s help, I had done it.?
I had claimed my vengeance on those who had betrayed me. I felt his caress. I heard him whispering sweet encouragement and praises in my ear. It made me feel warm inside, warmer than the blood that coated my hands and soaked into my dress. His approval was an even sweeter reward than their deaths.
I drovethrough the dark streets of the French quarter, back towards my Master. I wasn’t sure exactly how I had gotten the bodies into the trunk of my car, but I was thankful that he had given me the tarp to line it with. He had told me he would help with the cleanup, with disposing of the bodies. I trusted him. He would keep me safe. He would protect me.
As I got closer to my destination, I felt my body shake as I crashed from the adrenaline high that had carried me through my little errand. My breath became uneven and shallow, and tears welled up in my eyes, marking new streaks through the blood smeared on my cheeks from where I had wiped others away.
Get to Master. Just get to Master. He will take care of me. I just have to hold it together that long.
By the time I parked in the underground garage, I was openly crying. Not in remorse or guilt, never that. I cried for what I had lost, even though I only wanted Bash now. I cried in anger at what they had taken from me. I cried with relief that this chapter of my life was over.?
I was Master’s now. I could find a new life with him. A life of power, strength, and passion I’d never known before.
Making my way to the back door of the shop, I slipped from dark corners to recessed doorways to avoid being seen. Covered in blood as I was, being stopped would have spelled doom for certain. I raised my hand to knock, but the door swung open before I could, and there he was. He smiled down at me with genuine approval in his gaze before ushering me inside and towards his back room.
“I am beyond proud of you,ma belle lune de sang. My lovely blood moon.” His fingertips brushed my hair back behind my ear, the gesture more kind and loving than I had ever thought possible. Then again, he had surprised me from day one. Why would now be any different???
“Let me help you clean up, then we will deal with taking out the trash in your trunk. For now, sit here and I will fetch hot water and a washcloth. I have a change of clothes already set out for you.” He guided me with a hand at the small of my back, once more giving me that sense of balance and belonging with a single touch.
“Come, my obedient and willing puppet. Let your Master take care of you.”
Chapter Thirteen
Luna
The water lappedat my skin, Master’s hands carefully massaging the shampoo into my scalp as I relaxed in the steaming bath.The water ran red with the blood he had washed from my skin.?
“Lay back,ma chère,” he whispered lightly in my ear, guiding my head back as he poured clean water over my scalp, rinsing the suds away.?
“I did it, Master,” I whispered, the reality of what I had done settling over me.?
“You did,ma chère. And they shall never harm you again. I will not allow it.” His voice turned dark, growling the last words as his fingertips dug into my scalp just a little deeper. “No one shall harm my dark moon ever again.”?
His possessive tone wrapped around me like a warm blanket, cocooning me in his protective, powerful embrace.?
“People will hurt me, Master. It is part of life.” I let my fingers glide through the hot water, letting it soothe me, even as I spoke the truth.
His fingers twisted in my wet tresses, tugging sharply as I gasped.?
“No!” he barked, leaning down close to my ear. “No one. No one shall harm my dark moon. Do you hear me?” His possession of me settled over me, letting my mind sink into his power and wiping away any worry or doubt from my mind. I nodded my silent agreement.
His hand stayed tangled in my hair, holding me firmly just above the water’s surface as a soft cloth ran over my shoulders. His touch was both sharp and soft at the same time. The juxtaposition befuddled my mind, helping me sink into his control until my only thought was of him.?
My Bash.?
My Master.?
Once I had arrived safely back at le Désir Mystique, Master had ended his direct control over my body. However, I did not need that magic any longer to be under his spell. Fully and completely, I allowed myself to succumb to his power.?
The cloth ran over my breasts, caressing my body with tenderness. Then the cloth fell away, and the pads of his fingers brushed over my nipples until they formed stiff peaks, aroused at the lightest of his touches. He moved around the claw-footed copper tub, and our eyes met for a moment before mine fluttered closed.?
Hand still wrapped tightly in my hair, his other hand moved down my body, over the soft curves of my stomach until he found my pussy. A lone fingertip ran along the seam, pressing lightly until he found the swollen flesh of my clit.?
Gasping lightly, my eyes popped open, finding his vibrant green eyes on mine.?
