Page 24 of Ravaged By the Dark

Wait. Kids? What the fuck is wrong with me?

Renee removed her hand and sucked her thumb and finger into her mouth. He licked his lips as he pictured those lips spreading wide over something else. Fingers saturated in her spit, she gently pinched the tip of his cock and swirled her fingers around. He moaned and shuddered as more pre-come covered the tip of his dick. The shiny substance disappeared as her hands greedily rubbed it down his shaft. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to have her.

He stood to lay Renee out on the table when he heard a stair creak.

Renee didn’t seem to notice, so he placed her in the chair and pulled her shirt down.

“The stairs…” Arek nodded, and she scrambled to pull herself together. Quickly, he turned away and zipped his pants before he calmly walked over to the coffee maker. He needed to rein himself in. His blood was roaring through his system like a runaway train.

A moment later, he could hear Renee talking to J.J., her sweet voice filling his ears. He poured himself a coffee and leaned against the counter as he watched them together. Fuck, that was close. If he’d been deep inside her, he didn’t know if he could’ve stopped. J.J. may have gotten a dose of sex-ed way too early.

“Monsters aren’t real. We’ve talked about this.”

“Nae Nae, they are real.”

Renee sighed, and her eyes shot up to his. He knew before she said a word that the night was over. He gulped down the coffee.

“I’ll see myself out.” He didn’t wait for a response. His long strides ate up the short distance to the front door.

As soon as he was outside, he lit up a smoke and took a deep drag. His hands were shaking. They had never shaken so much, not even after his first kill. Fuck he wanted to get laid. He’d never gone this long without a release. He looked up at the soft glow in the window and swore.

Renee sat at the kitchen table, going over the monthly bills. She ran her hand through her hair, trying to tame the unruly mess, but finally gave up. Nothing wanted to go right lately. Her paycheck didn’t go into her account on time, so the mortgage bounced, but she finally got that sorted out and paid when the water was shut off. She wished that just for a little while that she didn’t have to adult, didn’t have to worry and look after everything all the time.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled open the next envelope, but her mind drifted back to last night. She smiled as her body remembered all too well what it felt like to be touched by Arek. The sweet day at the pier and the sexy looks that could set her panties on fire, and that was all before he melted her heart with the way he treated J.J.

“Nae Nae, my car is broken.”

Renee gave a start as she jerked out of her fantasy and looked down at J.J.

“I’m sorry, what?” He held out his car that was now missing the two front tires. She took the car and the other piece from his hand and tried to get it snapped back together, but it just didn’t want to go in. “I’m going to have to glue it. Can you play with another for now?”

“But I want to play with that one,” he said. His lip jutted out, and she knew he was setting himself up for a fit.

“I know you do, and we will get it fixed, but it won’t stay without glue. See?” She demonstrated that it wouldn’t push in and stay.

“Fine!” J.J. yelled at her and stormed out of the kitchen.

Apparently, her sore mood was contagious. A knock sounded at the door, and her heart lurched in her chest. She looked around the kitchen and jumped to grab the large butcher knife because no one ever came to visit her.

“Arek’s here! Arek’s here!” J.J. screamed and ran for the door.

Renee slumped against the counter, her initial fear fading and with it the adrenaline that had spurred her into action. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Tyson was hiding in every corner.

J.J. stood on the bottom step and unlocked the door only to throw it open with a bang, and she winced as the handle made a dent in the drywall.

Great, something else to fix.

“Arek!” J.J. launched himself at Arek, and for a moment, she thought the two of them were going to roll ass-over-tea-kettle backward off the small landing.

“Wow, that’s quite the greeting, bud.” Arek laughed as he scooped J.J. up. “I’m not so sure your sister is as happy to see me.” He looked at her hand, and she lifted it, only then remembering the butcher’s knife. Blushing, she turned and put it away.

“We don’t tend to get visitors,” she said, hoping her explanation was good enough.

“Better to be safe.”

“Can you fix my car? Nae Nae not good at it.”

Renee rolled her eyes at her brother’s back.