novelxo Chapter 29
Pain....
.... Fear....
.... The gunman
My Jade, her eyes fluid and dark as she stares Death in the face....
.... Pain....
The gun firing....
.... A bullet slamming into her.....
She falls.... Crying out....
.... Those beautiful eyes, wide and staring....
.... Lifeless....
"Master.... Master!" Someone is shaking me....
For a moment I can't escape the dream. "Master! It's me. It's alright. You're here. We're all here."
My Jade-Eyes looks down to me, distress on her face.
Oh God....
And I pull her down to me, clutching at her. "I thought you were dead."
"A dream, Master. It was only a dream. I'm here."
Sleep-befuddled, confused, sweating freely, I gulp as I swallow. "I dreamed you were dead."
She pulls herself slightly up and away from me, looking down, locking her gaze with mine. "I'm not dead, Master. I'm here and I'm very much alive." Her palm cups my cheek. "You saw to that." And weirdly, I'm erect. "Turn over. Lift your hips."
She frowns a little, but not in annoyance I think, just perplexed. But she obeys me, rolling onto her stomach, parting her knees. I force her wide, driving in. It's brief, almost violent as I ride her.... I want my mark on you....
.... I want you to smell of me, taste of me
.... Be fucked by me.
My hand twisted into her hair, I arch her backwards, straining her almost to breaking point. She's gasping and panting as I take her, fucking her hard.
I love her, more than anything, more than anything I ever imagined, but this isn't about love. It's not even about lust or desire. It's about need.
And I need to feel you....
.... to feel the life in you
.... to hear you....
My climax spirals up quickly, the tension rising in my groin, my balls and the root of my cock. At the last moment, I withdraw, slapping her rump.
"Turn over. I want to see your face." Obediently she flips, and I plunge back inside her...
.... before I spill, spurting deep into her.
Mine!
As I drop forward, heaving and gulping, shame wells up inside....
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"Oh, God, Charlotte, I'm sorry. I.... I shouldn't have...."
But she simply smiles up at me, her fingers winding into my hair. "Master I'm alright. Everything's alright. You had a bad dream and that's all."
Mortified by what I just did, I can't bring myself to reply. She continues, "Master, I know what it's like.... to have the bad things from life, the things from the past, in your dreams. If fucking me is what tells you I'm alive, that's fine by me." What did I ever do to deserve you?
It dawns on me that there is more that just we two present. Michael is there, propped up on an elbow. "You okay?"
My heart slows and the screaming in my head fades. "I am now."
But he's watching me, eyes calculating. And so is Charlotte. "Coffee I think," he says, swinging his legs out of the bed. "It's heading for dawn anyway...." He nods towards the bloom of pink and gold and opal out through the window. "Why don't we call it an early start and take a walk around the lake?"
"Great idea," says Charlotte, landing a smacking kiss on my mouth and bouncing out of the bed over me. "Come on, Master. Let's enjoy the morning." She flings open the window and the full orchestra of the dawn chorus bursts in.... What idiot had the notion that the countryside is quiet...?
.... and the bubble of my nightmare bursts and vanishes....