Page 47 of Queen of Hell

“How long have you been doing this, Little One?” He asks me, softer this time, bringing a hand up to my chin and lifting it until I am looking at him. With him kneeling in between my legs we are face to face, and as I look into his deep green eyes I feel the tears welling up in my own, threatening to fall.

“I-I’m n-not, not anymore,” I tell him as he strokes his thumb across my cheek. I flinch as I hear the front door bang open downstairs.

“Honeys, I’m home!” Kenzi shouts up the stairs laughing, before her footsteps disappear as she makes her way further into the house.

Xave presses the damp cloth he had brought in from the bathroom to my sensitive pussy, cleaning me up, and then leans into me, kissing me softly and making me sigh.

“This conversation isn’t over. We will be talking about this,” he says against my lips before placing one more chaste kiss to my mouth. “But for now, you need to put some clothes on and come downstairs.”

He jumps up and makes his way to the door, swinging it open and turning round to give me a small smile before he is striding off to find Kenzi.

CHAPTER TWENTY

XAVE

Iwalk into the kitchen, my mouth set in a grim line. I should be grinning like the Cheshire cat right now after what just happened with Poppy. The way that she soaked my dick through the fabric of my sweats as she ground against me and the sound of her screaming my name when her orgasm hit her nearly had me coming like a fucking teenager, but all I can think about right now are the scars I saw marking both her thighs when I lifted her shirt to clean her up.

Fuck! There were so many thin raised lines down her thighs, and as she had jumped up to cover them, face red and tears welling in her eyes, my heart broke for her.

I didn’t miss the way she never answered my question when I asked her how long she had been hurting herself in that way, instead choosing to tell me that it wasn’t something she was still doing, so I decided to leave the conversation until a later time. But it is a conversation we’ll be having, and soon.

“Earth to Xave, hello,” Kenzi calls out, shaking me from my thoughts. “I’m pretty sure I know what has you so distracted. I pulled up just as it was ending and couldn’t help but hear her,” she says, looking at me with her head tilted, “but why have you walked in here looking like someone just pissed in your Cheerios, Xave?”

Her face falls into a frown as she continues to look at me, “I swear to the Gods, Xave, she is not like any of your other little fucktoys, and if you do anything to hurt her I’m going to fucking kill you no matter how long we’ve been friends. She has been through too fucking much already,” she growls out, looking at me like she wants to get started on that right now.

“Did you know?” I ask her, my frown mirroring hers as we look at each other across the kitchen. She looks at me thoughtfully, before something clicks in her head and she smiles slightly.

“Of course, I knew, dumbass. Don’t tell me that's what has you looking so disturbed. I don’t understand what the big deal is,” she says with a shrug and I feel my anger boil to the surface.

“You don’t understand what the big deal is?” I ask her, seething at the thought that she could make such a flippant remark about someone she had just claimed she would kill me over.

“Fuck, Xave, chill out. It really isn’t that big of a deal,” She shrugs her shoulders and frowns at me. “There are a lot of people who are in the exact same situation that Poppy is. Why does it matter so much?”

“What the fuck, Kenz? What the fuck do you mean, why does it matter? Of course it fucking matters!” I shout at her. I spin and punch the wall beside me, dust falling to the ground as I punch it again and again until my knuckles are bloody and there’s a hole in the wall, but it’s still not enough.

“What the fuck are you doing, Xave?” She shouts at me. I go to speak, but she cuts me off before I can say anything. “Shit, if I had any idea this is how you would react at finding out she’s a virgin, I never would have left you two alone,” she growls out as she starts making her way around the island.

What? She’s a virgin? Fuck!I choke on whatever I was going to say at that revelation and whip around to face her.

“Wait,what? She’s a virgin?” I ask to make sure I heard her right and she nods at me before frowning once more.

“Yes, Xave, Poppy’s a virgin. Up until two nights ago she hadn’t even been kissed. Why? What the fuck happened between you two?” She starts to come towards me again, a look of pure anger on her face as she gets closer. “Xave, what the fuck did you do?” She growls out.

Fuck! Why didn’t she say anything? If I had known she was a virgin I wouldn’t have pushed her so fast. I would have been gentler with her. Gods, now it makes sense as to why she was hiding up in her room all night. Fuck! Why the fuck didn’t she tell me?

I’m thrown out of my thoughts when Kenzi’s fist hits my gut and doubles me over. She grabs hold of my shirt and pulls me towards her, our faces only inches apart.

“What the fuck did you do, Xave?” She asks me again as she pulls her fist back, getting ready to punch me once more.

“Wait, Kenz, stop. I didn’t hurt her, I swear. Fuck!” I manage to choke out, and she drops her fist.

“You had better hurry up and tell me what’s going on, Xave, before I have to go upstairs and hear it from Poppy,” she spits out, pushing me away from her.

“I had no idea she was a virgin, Kenz, that isn’t what I’m talking about,” I throw her a pointed look. “But I probably should have known that before I had her writhing on my fingers.”

“It’s a shame I missed it,” she says with a smirk before her grin drops. “But you had better tell me what the fuck you’re talking about that has you punching holes through my wall, before I fix it by filling it with your fucking head.”

“What I’m talking about are the scars that cover the top half of her thighs,” I tell her as I spin and punch the wall again. “There are dozens of them, Kenz. How the fuck did no one notice what she was going through?”

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