Page 26 of From the Darkness

“Oh, look, you wrapped yourself like a present,” she states as she steps forward. “Can I have my prize now, since you were so rude to me?” she asks in a little girl voice that shrinks the raging boner I just had.

What is it about females using that little girl voice, thinking that it drives men wild, ok yeah maybe some like the little aspect in the bedroom, but when I am fucking a woman, I want them wild, I want them animalistic, and I want them feminine?

I am just about to tell her that I am exhausted from the day that I just had when her hand reaches under my towel and grabs for my dick. The poor dude basically crawled up my ass when I opened the door, it just about fell off when she dropped to her knees and looked up at me with what she thought was puppy dog eyes and whispers, “Does your drill bit need cleaning?”

That does me in. I start laughing my ass off and back up, clutching my stomach and doubling over. “Does my d-d-drill b-b-bit need cleaning? Are you fucking kidding me?”

She starts to shake, and I see her face change from red to almost purplish before she screeches at the top of her lungs and tries to lung at me with her claws out. I managed to move out of the way and watch her fall on her face.

I open my mouth to tell her that she won’t be getting any of my drill bit when my phone rings.

“You’ll get out of my room and leave the clubhouse. The next time you come, you will be asking permission. I don’t want to ever see the bullshit you pulled with the fruit cup squad ever again. Leave,” I state and answer my phone.

I watch as she picks herself up off the floor. She looks like she is going to say something, but I shake my head and point to the door. She gets the hint and walks out, but not before she slams the door.

“Eagle talk to me, tell me everything's okay,” I say into my phone, and then listen until my rage has become blinding.

“How in the…” I don’t get to finish my sentence when I hear the phone being taken from Lucas and then the sweetest voice comes over the line simply saying, “When you get time Drills, ask Eagle for directions and come here. We need to sort this thing out.”

Shortly after that, I get the dial tone of someone hanging up. I immediately texted Eagle, asking for directions, and get dressed.

I run down the stairs and out the door. I should have paid closer attention, though.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Amelia

Looking into Eagle's face, I know what they are going to be telling me is going to do damage. Why wouldn’t it? I’ve only ever seen my dad mad once, and that was with my sister’s husband. I have a feeling that it may change a few things. Then again, it may damage me completely and drive me to do some damage to myself.

“Sweetness, I know you are afraid of the unknown. Please know that you are it for me. I can’t speak for Steven; all I can do is tell you the truth from my own mouth. You mean the world to me. Up until you walked into Grandma May’s carrying those groceries, I wasn’t fully alive. I was floating day to day, screwing any hole that was open and just breathing. When you set the guys in their place, it was like the universe had opened up and a huge ray of light hovered over you. I will explain more together with Drills. Please go and lie down, relax and just heal,” Lucas whispers and runs a knuckle down my cheek.

I nod my head and place a hand on his chest before I say, “I don’t know what the next few hours are going to yield, let alone the future. Please know that whatever happens after Steven gets here, I want you to fight for me, even when I ask you not to.” I place a gentle kiss on his cheek and head to the bedroom.

The fear of the unknown is something that I can usually put out of my mind, but the fear that whatever these two have to say is driving me further in my head. I have never been so engrossed in a male, let alone two at the same time. But like Rod McKuen states,‘It doesn’t matter who you love, or how you love, but that you love.’ So, I am going to take this feeling that I have for both Lucas andSteven and I am going to try to remember to hold on to the fact that they are mine, even when I don’t want anything to do with them.

As I crawl onto the bed, gently laying my head on the pillow, I let the anguish of the past go for tonight. Tomorrow will be a whole different time to remember and deal.

“Take it like the good bitch you are,” Eagle growls as he forces his cock into my open, gagged mouth.

“It was so easy to get into this place. We had been friends with the douche Carl for years as we watched you. It presented the perfect opportunity when we had the task of finally taking what we wanted,” Drills laughs.

“Good decision to go to the adult toy shop for these things. Her teeth can’t bite my dick, and her mouth feels good dude, damn!” Eagle growls as he pushes his cock all the way into my throat and then plugs my nose.

My eyes start to grow big as the oxygen is being drained from my body, my shoulders are aching cause of the odd angle that they are twisted at, and my anus is sore and feels like it is bleeding from having the butt plugged stuck in without assistance.

The pain starts to rip me apart from the inside. My legs are torn from my body as Drills changes into the devil. His skin falls away, leaving a red skinned demon. His mouth has elongated, and horns have grown from his head and curled with the tips looking like razor blades ready to slice. His eyes become black, and hands turn into gigantic claws with nails like knives ready to slice through my body. His laugh and his voice boom out into the bathroom as if he was calling his soldiers to come have their pleasure.

Eagle has changed into the grim reaper, his face is all bones, but his eyes burn with red fire, his hands are bones, but his grip is that of the Hulk. His laugh is a cackle that sends chills down my spine, and every time the two enter my body, it sends a wave of electricity into the bathroom.

The assault seems to go on for an eternity. I can feel myself aging as they push and pull into my body. Then all of a sudden it stops, the assault, the growling, the hum of the lights, my heart and my breath.

I gasp awake into a darkened room. The curtains have been closed and there are two figures watching me from the chairs positioned by the bed.

“It’s okay baby, it was just a dream. You are safe in your bed with your family at your side,” Eagle says and leans in, cupping my face in his hands.

“Be still, my love, we have you from now until forever,” Steven agrees and places a kiss at the top of my head.

“It was just a dream.” I repeat over and over to myself. A dream that was so lifelike that I am exhausted, and my body has begun to ache.

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