Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
"You're going to take my cock like a good girl," he commands.
"Yes, Master," I whimper, my body surrendering.
"You're going to take my seed, and you're going to get pregnant," he groans.
"Yes," I breathe, wanting him more than anything.
He continues thrusting, and I can feel him swelling inside me. He's going to come. I know it. I'm going to milk his cock, even though this is our most gentle session yet. I always thought my godfather got off on pain... now I realize it's me.
He may be sadistic, but I'm his willing masochist.
I love the way he takes control of my body, manipulating it for his pleasure. The way he makes me scream and beg and come.
Suddenly, he releases inside me without warning. Warmth floods me from the inside and my eyes roll back deliriously as another orgasm grips my body.
"That's it, angel," he growls. "Take it all. Take my cum deep."
He fills me with his seed, and I feel my pussy contracting around his shaft, milking him.
"You're such a good girl," he moans, his body shuddering. "And now-"
We're interrupted by a scream.
Hades starts barking just before the first explosion goes off.
"Down, Hades," I tell the dog. "Xavier, what's happening?"
"Get dressed," he orders, his tone urgent.
I obey, slipping on a dress. Then, I follow him to the study, where he locks us into the room. The house is a cacophony of screams and blood-curdling weeping.
"Wait here," he instructs.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
"Stay calm, Tallulah. You're safe here," he says. "Just one last thing."
He walks to one of the portraits in the room and takes it off the wall. Behind, I see a long crawl space. "
"What is that?"
"A tunnel," he says. "It leads outside the mansion."
"Why are you showing me this?" I ask, my voice shaking.
"In case we get separated," he replies.
"Separated?"
"Just get in, and crawl," he commands. "Someone will be waiting on the other side."
He helps me up. The space is cramped and dusty, and shivers rock my body with fear.
"Xavier," I manage. "Don't forget the dogs."
"Of course, angel," he says.
I'm barely a foot into the tunnel before I hear the second explosion. This one is much closer. The floor beneath my hands and knees shakes, and the ceiling overhead groans and rattles.
"Come on," I mutter to myself. "Keep going."
The third explosion is the loudest of them all. My ears are ringing and the world is spinning, and suddenly everything is black.
Iwake up when I feel someone scoop me up into their arms. I never made it out of that crawl space, and my ears are still hearing the explosion, like irreversible tinnitus.
"Tallulah," I hear a muffled voice, as if through a tunnel.
"Xavier?" I whisper, and everything comes rushing back to me.
"It's alright, Tallulah," Xavier murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. "You're safe. We're almost there."
"The dogs...?"
"They're safe."
"What about the rest of the household?"
"No one will ever hurt you again," Xavier states.
"But..."
"Trust me, angel," he whispers, pressing his forehead against mine.
"I love you, Xavier," I tell him, not knowing what else to say.
"I love you too, Tallulah," he says.
I close my eyes and relax in his arms. My entire body hurts, but I don't care. As long as we're together.
Xavier helps me crawl back. Once we're in the study, I stare at the once luxurious room with wide eyes. There's a large hole in the roof, and I can see the early morning sun through the clouds. The entire room is charred and burned, and everything is destroyed.
"What happened?" I gasp.
"Come on, we have to hurry," Xavier says, grabbing my hand.
"Where are we going?" I ask, following him.
"Somewhere no one will ever find us," he promises.
We walk out of the study, and the mansion is a disaster. Everything is destroyed, and bodies are littered everywhere. I swallow thickly at the sight of blood pooling on the hardwood.
"What happened here, Xavier?" I demand.
"They were going to take you from me, Tallulah," he replies.
"Who? Who's they?"
"No one you have to worry about anymore," he says, pulling me along.
"Xavier, this isn't right," I say, tears filling my eyes.
"Angel, you were meant to be mine. No one can take you from me," he insists.
"No, that's not what I mean," I stammer. "Was... was this my father?"
Xavier's grip on my hand tightens, his gaze troubled. "No."
"Then who..." He looks away and the truth hits me. "Your brother?"
"Most likely," he gets out through gritted teeth. "Come on, we have to keep moving. There's a helicopter waiting for us, but we need to be fast."
I can't believe Xavier's brother did this. I shake my head and let Xavier lead me out the door. We have to hurry if we want to escape, and that's exactly what I intend to do. Then, I'll make Xander pay.
We make our way to the front hall, but what I see there brings me to my knees.