The Blood Debt
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“What are you doing?” she asks as I haul her out of bed and head straight for the door. “Where are we going?”
“Out,” I reply, throwing open the door.
She digs her heels into the wood, forcing me to turn my head.
“Out? As in … out of the cabin?”
I nod. “Isn’t that what you want?”
Her eyes graze over the mossy woods outside, a yearning hiding behind them. “Well … yes, but I didn’t think—”
I plant a hand against the doorpost. “What? That I’d let you out this quickly?”
She swallows and then nods.
I lower my eyes at her. “I want to keep you …” My hand instinctively reaches for her face as I cup her chin. “But I don’t want a robotic doll. I want the real you.”
My hand slides up her cheek as I gently caress her for the first time since she submitted.
And fuck me, does it feel good.
So good, I’m getting a hard-on just from touching her face.
Especially when, for just a moment, it’s almost like she leans into the palm of my hand.
But I need more than this. So much more.
I need more than I could ever take.
It’s worth the wait.
I sigh and remove my hand from her face and the other one from the doorpost. “C’mon.”
I walk outside and lead the way.
“What about the deer?” she asks.
“It’ll take a while before it’s done. We’ll be back by then.”
“What are we going to do?” she says.
“I made you a promise, so I’m gonna keep it.”
“A promise?” She traipses behind me through the woods.
“I told you I’d get vegetables and fruits,” I say.
“You can find those in the woods?” she asks.
I laugh and shake my head. She doesn’t know a lot, does she? It’s cute.
“No, Jas,” I say as I walk up to the little shed I built a few months ago, and I tear off the thick plastic sheet covering my precious motorcycle. “We buy them.”
She ogles the bike like it’s the first time she’s seen one. “Wow.”
A proud smile spreads on my face as I jump on and kick-start the engine, then pat the back seat. “Hop on.”
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