Page 50 of Broken By The Devil

EMILIA

Ican feel his hands, his smooth yet dirty hands on my thighs. The stench of his breath filling my nose, overwhelming my senses. The strong whiskey scent, making the bile rise in my throat. His breath traces my inner thigh and I feel his teeth graze the skin there. Then the pain hits from the sting of the bite. I fight to no avail. I can’t get him off me. The weight of him is too much for my teenage frame, he towers over me, suffocating me.

“You’re mine, my pet.” He whispers in my ear, unbuttoning his pants at the same time.

I wake, gasping for breath. The sweat coating every inch of my skin.

“Shh, it’s me… it’s just me…you’re safe.” A familiar voice. Husky and rough yet gentle at the same time. Hands are pulling me, drawing me closer, and I smell citrus and woodsmoke. Kade. It’s an illusion, I’m wearing his shirt, of course I smell him, he’s not here. I start to panic again, my chest heaving and my lungs squeezing shut. He grabs my hand and places it on his chest, making a circle with his thumb and finger atop my hand.

I instantly relax. Our sign. Our signal that we’re okay. It’s him.

“Kade…” I whimper.

“Shh, it’s okay. You’re okay. Go back to sleep,” he says, instantly soothing me.

“I’m sorry.” I cry. I have never felt this vulnerable before. I have completely broken down in front of him twice. He’s still here. Maybe he won’t leave.

“You never apologize for showing emotion, Viper. You never have to hide from me… ever,” he vows.

I snuggle into him tighter. Sleep is going to evade me. It always does after a nightmare. Kade’s grip around me tightens, my breathing completely balancing out again. I feel safe, nothing is going to happen to me. Tom is not going to attack me while I’m here. Kade is here. He is my shadow, always there, always looking out for me. With that thought, sleep claims me again.

* * *

I open my eyes and clear the fog from them. He’s not in bed. The nightmare didn’t affect my sleep last night. I feel well rested for the first time in twelve years. I think I will always be haunted by the Devil, but I have never been able to go back to sleep afterwards, last night being the exception. Kade fought off the horror. He held me until sleep took me again. I love this man with every ounce of my being. The idea of love scares me. I would do anything for him, anything to protect him.

I survey the room around me. Pictures of family on the walls, a desk in the corner with a laptop, and numerous files mounted in a pile on top. Very minimal. So very Kade. The picture hanging on the wall shows a very young Kade, maybe mid teens, with his mother and father. They look like such a happy family. Kade looks just like his mother, same eye colour and similar smile. Genuine happiness and joy in the photo. Something I don’t remember ever experiencing.

I hear voices that I don’t recognize coming from the kitchen. I peek through the small gap in the door and see Kade sitting at the kitchen island with his work laptop set on top. He’s in a virtual meeting with high-ranking officers, no doubt my father, in attendance.

Kade will become a lieutenant one day. If not the chief of police. He has the mindset for it, the drive, and passion. He gives respect where it is earned and is not afraid to speak out. It’s admirable.

He looks completely immersed in this meeting, the concentration burrowed into his expression. I smirk with the thought of what I’m going to do next.

While he is fully acquainted with my body already, I never had a chance to explore his. I saunter over to him, swaying my hips slightly, being careful to avoid the cameras’ view. Kade smiles at me at first but eventually grows suspicious as soon as I kneel before him, pushing his legs apart so I can have better access.

The sight of me kneeling before him elicits an immediate response from him. He glances down at me whilst I tug his pants down his thighs just enough for his cock to spring free.

I keep my eyes fixed on his while I grip him. It’s long and thick. The feel of him… interesting. I’ve never done this before, but I plan to explore him. Touch different areas and see what gets a response. He keeps his eyes on me.

“Kade, over to you.” Someone announces on the meeting.

Kade clears his throat slightly and readjusts in the chair, but I don’t move my hand.

“Right, the budgets… we need more money for new recruits. The crime rate is increasing…” He speaks with such authority. It sends warmth to my core. I run my thumb over the vein underneath his cock from base to tip. He jerks forward and groans, but disguises it with a cough.

“Kade, are you feeling alright?” someone enquires.

“I’m fine, the laptop is just glitching…” He lies. I brush the head of his cock with my hand, wetness already gathered at the tip. He groans again, and I chuckle in a whisper. I want to put him in my mouth but I’m worried I’ll do this wrong.

“As I was saying, the crime rate is increasing, and I don’t have enough officers to cover the county. We’re seeing more issues with gun crime—” I run my thumb down the vein again and he jolts, cutting him off mid-sentence. I’m going to pay for this later, I know it. I don’t care though. I’m looking forward to it.

I look at his cock, contemplating. He knows what I’m about to do. I lower myself to the tip of his cock and lick the wetness gathered there. He grips the back of my head and curls his fingers into my hair.

“Gentlemen, I’m having some technical difficulties. It keeps glitching. I’ll restart the laptop and be back in five.” He doesn’t wait for any acknowledgement. He shuts the laptop, not caring about the consequences.

“Fuck, Viper,” he growls and tilts his head back. I part my lips more, run my tongue down his cock and lick slowly, making his hips thrust forward. He wants me to take him all. I’m not sure I can.

“Open wide for me,” he orders. “You tap my leg twice if you need air,” he adds. I wrap my lips around his shaft and bob my head up and down, licking and sucking when I get to the top. I ease myself down, testing how much I can take of him.