Page 99 of Everdoll

“I feel bad for you,” My shaky breath lingered on her tights. “You can’t taste this, Mina. I feel bad for you.”

“You? Feel bad for me?”

She grabbed my hair once again, pulling my head deeper, deeper, deeper, leaving me breathless. Fuck… can I die here? My nose touched her clit, my tongue swirled inside her vagina. As I heard her cute moans, the pain in my groin intensified. So close to lose my mind, I squeezed her soft thighs; my hands seemed to exist for this purpose. Just as everything about me was created to taste Mina, my hands must have been made for the same reason.

I struggled to breathe, pulling my tie, inserting my fingers into her while sucking her nipples slowly. I wanted every part of my body to serve Mina. Every inch of me to tremble for her, to be filled with her. I wondered why we hadn’t done this all these years. I knew our souls were close, but there were so many flavors we could taste with those fresh bodies given to us. It was nothing more than mere flesh and bone, perhaps, no different from any other human’s. But to me, it was the prettiest thing in the entire world.

The more beautiful something is, the more pleasure it gives to break it.

I had no idea why the words chose this moment to echo in my mind. My mother had whispered them months before her death, on a night I had come home late from playing with Mina.

You’re going to ruin that girl, Ray. You aren’t made to love anyone.

I moved to a sudden fury, driving my mouth against her clit. I wanted to forget everything else, and Mina gave a loud, sharp moan that showed she did too.

When you find something you can’t control, you’ll destroy it.

I knew I would. But not her. Anything but her, destroying her meant destroying myself.

Let us perish together, for all eternity.

Her hand slipped from my hair; her eyes fluttered shut, she began to caress her nipples. I watched her, my mouth agape, spellbound.

“Why did you stop?”

“Oh, Remi… you’re so shameless.” While her other hand remained on her own body, one returned to my hair. She gently stroked it, as if taming a wild thing.

If you lock her up, she’ll always belong to you.

But this was unthinkable. She was above me, my master, my absolute power, my cure. I couldn’t strip her of her freedom.

What you truly crave is this. The flesh is nothing; you wish to slip inside her mind, unraveling her thoughts until you have made every shadowed corner as your own.

I tore at my belt, moving with the urgency. I couldn’t keep Mina waiting. She had to be appeased, her every whim sated by me. This was my purpose, my whole existence; I was nothing but a helpless believer bound to his goddess. Utterly, blindly, madly…

“Remi.” Breath caught in my throat as she rose from the seat. No, no, no. I failed. She reached out, her fingertips grazing my jaw. “What are you thinking?”

“Nothing.”

I didn’t know how I was looking at her, but when Mina straddled me again, she was angry. Her pink lips parted to scold me.

“How can you think of anything else when you’re with me? Focus on me. Don’t think other things.”

Seeing her furrowed brows, I smiled. For some reason, relief washed over me.

“Please make me, my lady.”

Her eyes sparkled, and a warmth filled my heart. It was one of the silly games we used to play when we were children. This time, I was the handsome prince, and Mina was the lady from the enemy family. The prince had betrayed his family for her, kidnapping the lady to ‘other world’ and protecting her from all evil.

Mina usually made the other world the cellar downstairs. She would take me by the hand and rush me there. “No one can find us here,” she had said. I had wanted it to be real. I still did.

Let’s go to another world, only two of us.

When she pulled my tie closer to her, my thoughts drifted away.

“Your mind is still elsewhere.” she said this with serious fury this time. She wrapped the tie around my neck tightly, squeezing my throat. I gasped for breath.

“Think of me.”