I grip onto his shirt as he slowly begins to rub circles against my clit, finding the perfect rhythm to bring me closer to euphoria. His other hand wraps gently into my hair, tugging at the scalp and forcing me to look up to him. “You were supposed to kill me,” I whisper, fighting to keep the moans at bay. Kameron drags my panties off to the side, before dipping his fingers into my wetness. He returns the pressure back to my bundle of nerves, using my own arousal as lubricant. “Kameron, please,” I mumble out, my eyes rolling back at his touch.Please stop touching me, please let me go, please let me be free.My thoughts run rampant, unsure of what I’m really asking for.Please don’t stop. Please show me who you truly are and why I shouldn’t hate you. Please make me come.
Two of his fingers slip inside me, forcing a gasp to escape. The pleasure is nothing like I’ve felt before. A craving unlike any other, addiction at its finest form. “And yet you’re still alive.” His words catch me off guard. Completely lost to the feeling of himinside me, I lose track of what I had said. “Try again, Lilith. Why do you think I’m a monster?”
The curl of his fingers leaves me stuttering, trying to find a response. The only thing running through my mind ismore.I need more of him. I crave feeling him inside of me as my pussy clenches against his thick girth. He slows to a halt, watching me, waiting for a response. “No, no. Please don’t stop,” I whine out with desperation.
“Then answer me.” I claw at his shirt, pleading with my eyes for him to let this go. All I want is to live in this moment with him. For us to stay is this dark bubble of temptation until the morning sun comes around. Yet, he doesn’t waiver.
“You’ve killed people, Kameron.” He stares down at me, bringing his hand to my face in order to pull down on my lower lip.
“And I would do it again and again if it meant that my life would continue to lead back to you.” I search his eyes for any proof that he’s not serious, but come up empty handed. Kameron really has and would continue to kill for me. The fear of being the reason for so many deaths, mixes with the lust pulsing inside me. My tongue darts out, catching the tip of his thumb. A soft moan rumbles its way through Kameron as I swirl myself against his thumb. The sound alone is orgasmic.
I wrap my top leg over him, using the momentum to right myself up, so I’m straddling him. Kam's muscles flex as he grabs hold of my hips.Truly God’s creation, I think to myself staring down at him. His chiseled jaw twitches with restraint as he nudges my hips, urging me to start moving. “Take your shirt off Lilith, I want to admiremy holy grail.”I grind against his waist, feeling his blood filled cock push against my opening. The need to feel him inside of me intensifies as I feel him strain against his pants. My hands tease with the hem of my shirt, slowly pulling it over my figure. I’m completely desperate to drag this out aslong as possible, terrified of facing my feelings for him in the morning.
My breasts lightly bounce as they’re released from their fabric hold. “Good fucking God, Lilith,” Kameron groans from below me, staring up at me with nothing but admiration. Arousal has completely soaked through my panties, leaving me grinding into the pool of my own sins. Kameron’s hands raise until they’re tightly grasping my waistband. Our eye contact heats my body like an inferno, knowing the only way to douse the flame is to fall off the edge. “Do you trust me?” His question comes out light, so quiet I second guess if he actually spoke.
“I want to,” I answer truthfully, still continuing to gaze upon him. A slight tremor of fear works its way through me, worried that my answer will be met with the anger I know he’s capable of. He gives me a light smile that doesn’t quite meet his eyes as he drops his hands back down to my thighs.
“Then not yet, my sweet girl.” He reaches up, brushing strands of my loose hair behind my ear. Embarrassment floods into me, and if we weren’t in the dark I’m sure I would look as red as a cherry right now.
“I don't understand,” I whisper out, finally breaking eye contact and looking down to where our bodies touch. It takes all my strength to not dart into my room, to not hide away from the rejection.You stupid foolish girl,I think to myself,you threw yourself at him. You’re just a pawn.
I reach forward, yanking my shirt off of the space next to Kameron’s body. Quickly throwing it back on, I look down at him once again. His eyes flicker with grief but it only fuels my anger towards him. He is the one who stopped this, and thank the Lord for that. “I don’t want you until you can stop viewing me as the villain, Lilith. I don’t want to be the bad guy to you.”
I hold my breath as I take in his words. Once again I’m being torn in between listening to my gut and believing him, or savingmyself from the heart ache and danger he could bring into my life. It’s a battle I never had to face with Elijah. He might have had his flaws, but he never shattered me. He took care of me, even after Kameron left us to rot in the basement. He fought for me and brought me to safety back in Boulder, showing me that he and Apollyon meant well. Elijah had granted me peace, which is all I’ve ever truly desired.
“I’m going to go back to bed, Kameron.” My voice slices through the quiet air like a dually sharpened knife, hurting us both. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Before he has a chance to respond my feet are already pressed against the cool, wooden floorboards. They creak as I walk away from the couch, the sound filling the aching void that grows between Kam and I.
Chapter Nine
Ihit play on the small monitor in my office. The footage of the church bombing fills the screen. I watch as the patients enter side by side, Lilith beaming with delight the way she always did. Kameron enters a short while after, moments later the hidden pipe bombs begin going off. The footage from the prior week has been completely erased and no matter how hard I fight to put this puzzle together, something doesn’t add up. The Garden has high security, ones who were well aware of Kameron. Yet somehow he still managed to get in. He managed to destroy a staple of the facility. He managed totake her.
I slow down the video, watching a play by play of her kidnapping. I zoom in as her skull cracks against the pew, the blood leaving her the same way hope has left me. The hit was a hard one, and she was never checked into a hospital. “Fuck!” I yell out, pausing the monitor as her body hits the ground.
Kameron Lethki.His name invades my mind like a parasite. He has no fucking clue who my girl is now. How desperate I was to save her from herself after she found out the truth about her“Angel.”He completely destroyed my pretty baby, I have never seen someone look so fucking empty.
My knuckles turn white as I grip the desk. It’s been over a month and there is still no trace of their little fucked up trio. “Joseph!” I bark out, calling in our main doctor. He has been with us since we were just a clinic, and although I’m in charge, he makes an excellent right hand man.
“Yes, boss?” He questions as the door opens. I watch him shuffle past the two security guards at the entrance before making his way over to my desk. His eyes widen as he finds the close up of Lilith on my screen.
“You’ve seen the video of the bombing, correct?” I question, fighting to keep the worry from seeping through my tone.
“I have.”
“Do you think the girl is still alive then?”
He raises an eyebrow at me, knowing damn well I mean Lilith. “I wasn’t there, Elijah. I have no clue-”
“Stop with the bullshit Joe. Tell me.”
I watch as the gulp slithers down his throat. His eyes refuse to meet mine, and I already know what the answer is going to be. But I need to hear him say it. I need something to grasp, anything to help me escape this wild goose chase. “The blunt force trauma mixed with minutes of smoke inhalation are definitely something that needs to be taken seriously. We can confirm that she was not given proper medical treatment, so unless Kameron’s little escape plan involved a high end team of doctors and nurses, I don’t believe the probability of her being alive is high.”
White noise fills my head, drowning out my thoughts. Nothing but rage is left inside of me. After years of repairing Lilith’s broken psyche, all I wanted was her love. So much so, that I had begun to plan our escape. Apollyon was bound to leave this earth soon, and I could’ve had her, safely in my arms. We could have been free of this wretched place. I could’ve given her the life she deserved. For once I could’ve had something that made mehappy.Yet here he has come again. Like a mold growing out of control in a damp room. He has infectedeverything. Nothing has been left untouched.
“Elijah?” Joe’s voice calls out to me, somewhere in the fog of my anger. My eyes snap up to meet him, his gaze full of concern. The pity in his eyes only fuels the fire building up inside of me. Had my staff been more careful she would be here. Lilith Jones would still be under my watchful eye and away fromhim.
“You’re dismissed.” The words come out harsher than I mean for them to, but for his benefit I need my space. Everything in my path is mere milliseconds away from becoming the outlet to my anger, and right now that includes him. My reason for fightingis gone. There is nothing left but to destroy the man who took it from me.
