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One last thrust and I’m coming. Filling her fully as her moans drift off into whimpers. Her pussy clenches and unclenches around my cock as she pulls every last drop out of me.

I turn off the vibrator, eliciting another whimper from her lips before there’s nothing but silence. I drop the knife off the side of the bed onto the plush carpet below. It’ll stain, but that’s a problem for tomorrow.

“Fuck, Little Rabbit,” I groan as I collapse against her.

The steady rise and fall of her chest lets me know she’s asleep. She passed out with that last orgasm, and I can’t help the pride swelling in my chest. I did that. I brought her to that level, and she let me. She screamed green over and over knowing she had full control to end it if she wanted to. But she didn’t. No, she wanted the darkness. She wanted me.

I quickly unhook the wrist and ankle straps, then slip off the vibrator and harness, before walking into the bathroom and filling the tub. It faces another set of double doors that look out over the forest of trees that separates our home from the road. I pull the curtains back. Letting the moon cast the only light into the room.

The scent of cherry blossoms fills the room from her favorite bubble bath, which I made sure to pack. With the tub half-filled, I shut off the water and make my way back into the bedroom. I’m not surprised to find her still asleep.

I open the med kit making sure to pull everything out so that when we’re done with the bath, I can tend to her cuts and my own. Glancing at my hand, I can still see the blood that refuses to coagulate. I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse.

I chuckle to myself looking at the knife on the ground then at the scar on my stomach. It’s healing, but there will always be a scar. A reminder of the night I was almost taken from her. But then I glance at the knife again then at the apex of her thighs where my cum slowly leaks out of her and onto the black comforter.

I drag my finger through the puddle of blood still between her breasts, then trace a single heart just above where her own heart lies.

“You’ve always had my heart, Willow, and you always will. I thank the universe every day for bringing you back to me. I love you, Little Rabbit.”

A small smile appears, and a contented sigh leaves her lips as if she heard me. I scoop under her back and legs carrying her into the bathroom. I climb into the tub with her still in my arms setting her between my legs with her back against my chest. A small hiss is all the noise she makes as she sharply inhales when the water hits the cuts.

Her body starts to stir, but I wrap my arms around her and then kiss the top of her head as I tuck her against me. Her body sighs as she relaxes against my own.

“Sleep, Little Rabbit. I’ll take care of you.”

CHAPTER 97

WILLOW

Ifeel like I’m floating. No, wait, I’m definitely in the water. I can feel his body behind me, and I’m not sure how long I was passed out for because I thought I’d only closed my eyes for a second, but now we’re in a bath and the water is cooling already.

“Are you awake?” he asks softly as he kisses my bare shoulder.

“Yes,” I answer, but my voice is raw.

My eyes are still closed and my head is resting against his shoulder.

“Here.”

He reaches out of the tub, and I can hear the drops of water hitting the floor. A crack noise is followed by a bottle being placed against my lips.

“Drink.”

I grab the bottle and take a sip of water. The liquid feels amazing on my throat. Tonight was a lot, both emotionally and physically. I don’t even know how many times he made me orgasm, but fucking hell, am I sore. Every muscle in my body burns.

I start to open my eyes to one of the most beautiful sights right in front of me. Large glass doors lead out onto another balcony. The dark forest looms beyond the railing. The moon is low in the sky flickering between the leaves like shards of silver breaking through the darkness. It’s breathtaking.

“This is amazing,” I whisper. Not wanting to shatter the silence of the night. I don’t even know what time it is.

“I’m glad you like it.”

His arms seem to wrap tighter around my stomach as he gently traces his fingers along my ribs. I shift from the ticklish sensation, and the water sloshes hitting higher up on my body. A sharp sting radiates from my breast and spreads along my chest.

“What the heck? Oh…”

When I glance down, I can see the red cut on my breast right next to my nipple.

When the water runs along the cut, it turns the clear water a tint of red from my blood. I let my finger brush over the sliced skin. Feeling the raised line leading up to the cut. It’s…beautiful.