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My body feels calm since leaving the house. Something I did not anticipate.
Elijah’s hand is resting on my thigh, every so often he gives it a hard squeeze, toying with me and my desperate need for his cock.
My body squirms out of discomfort as my panties are soaked. I tried to clench my thighs together earlier, but he slapped my leg in disapproval. The sting of it went right to my pussy, causing it to tingle with desire.
“I want to give you one too.” My mouth spits out before my brain can stop it.
“What do you mean?”
“A vial of my blood to wear, to keep with you. I want to give you one too.”
He nods. “Of course, little bat. Once this is over, we can do that.”
A giggle escapes me from excitement. He laughs in return. It’s deep, genuine and happy. I have never heard him do this before, it’s refreshing. I hope he does a lot more of it moving forward.
We pull up to The Chapel, the opening where the followers park is clear with the exception of two cars.
“They aren’t important. The main players should be here within the next thirty minutes, tops.” Elijah reads my mind, explaining.
Instead of parking where he would normally, at the front he pulls his car closer to the treeline surrounding the area.
Once parked in the darkness, he turns the car off and looks to face me.
“Remember, run to the coast and hide if shit goes sideways. I will find you.”
Worry tries to enter my mind, but I suppress it, pushing it way back, “Promise.”
E reaches over me, smelling of musk. I take a deep breath of him in as he opens his glovebox and reaches inside. Once he finds what he needs, he moves back, and I instantly miss his closeness. My eyes wander to his hand, and that’s when I realize what he was reaching for.
The dagger.
He twirls it around his fingers effortlessly, then reaches it out to me.
Hesitating for only a moment, I reach out, gripping the cold metal handle.
“Good, now let's go have some fun, little bat.”
Chapter 27
Elijah
My body still feels confused and slightly uncomfortable from the genuine laugh that just left my body. Showing feelings or emotions on that level outside of being in my element, taunting and playing with my prey, is still a foreign feeling to me. But I must have felt safe enough with her to let that happen so freely.
This only validates that what I feel for her is something beyond me, something rare and needs to be fucking protected.
We are out of the car now, and she has the dagger tucked under the black bow belt on her dress. As I open my trunk, a dim light comes on giving us some visual aid while grabbing the supplies. The first thing I take out is my bat, my trusted wooden bat. It has been with me through everything. I also have a couple supplies from my garage, if needed, a hammer, which I slide through my belt and my flamethrower.
My flamethrower is more compact than the ones with backpacks to hold the fuel—a mix of diesel and gasoline.
It has a smaller gas tank attached to the machine, once the gas is turned on all I need to do is light a flame, similar to how you would a barbeque, and she is ready to play with. I loop the strap over my head and under my arm, allowing it to hang off my back.
Lastly, I grab our rabbit masks.
I notice the corner of Rain’s lips curve up. Her cracked porcelain doll face shadows perfectly under the night sky, lit by the moon and the stars.
Passing her one, she examines it before placing it over her face. The long ears look bigger with her short, petite frame. I dirtied it up, similar to mine so it isn’t such a bright white.
It goes perfectly with what she has worn tonight.
