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CROSS I stared at the message from Jake. He wasted no extra time in sending his homework. At least I knew one thing I'd be doing today to get my mind off things. I tucked my phone in my back pocket and looked down at the oversized Tee I had just picked from the lost and found. How does one lose a T-shirt? Pink wasn't my style but I had no choice. Since Patricia decided to be nice enough to share her drink with my face, my shirt partook of her generosity and got soaked. My thoughts narrowed to Cyrus but I blocked it out quickly. Instead, I made a mental note of Jake's assignment and tried to think of answers. That was better than thinking Cyrus would willingly date that witch. I could make an excuse to forgive her. ‘Maybe she was only acting this way because she was pent up and Cyrus was holding back on sex’ but no, Patricia had always been a terrible person. School was far from over and I couldn't wait to leave this damn place. The anger and bitterness in my heart after what she'd
CYRUS "Where the fuck is he?" I groaned, clenching my jaw and scanning the front door again. I handed out the customer's coffee, smiling wide. She admired me before reluctantly walking back to her seat and didn't stop glancing back. I caught a musk of her lust and catch this, my powers didn't go acting up. I've spoiled the damn thing with a taste of Cross and now everyone else tastes like sour milk. I bet he would want to know how much I'm suffering. He has me wrapped around his little finger, talking about, "don't fuck this, don't fuck now." Well spread those legs already, Cross. How about that, huh? "Are you sure you don't have other places to be?" Evelyn appears beside me with considering eyes. With Cross away, they needed the extra hand. They were handling three times their usual customer and they weren't prepared for the rush. Now this is what a normal café is supposed to look like. Alive. Warm. Strangers chatter. Picture everything Cross hates. "You don't have to fill in f
CYRUS Cross caught me off guard with that question because my jaw hung. I thought he was finally becoming meek and calm. "Then that would mean you are too since you attracted a shitty person like me," I winked, delighting in his annoyance. "Whatever. I'm going home. You can leave too since you already saw Sofia leaving," he started to walk away but I wasn't letting go that easily. After what happened with Patricia today, my mother was absolutely certain I needed to be around him. She said it would warm his heart if he had someone to talk with or someone to cheer him up. As it appeared, Sofia already beat me to it but I still wanted to try. "So you and Patricia--" "Goodbye, Cyrus." "Hey, hold on," I chased after him. "Aren't you here to clear your head?" "Done that." "Not with me." He narrowed his eyes, "That's why it worked." What the hell was he on about? "No, you're cranky like an old lady. I can make you feel ten times better-" "The only thing you know is sex-" I gasped
CROSS “Shit!” I stuffed my books into my bag and grabbed my bag pack. My hands trembled as I tried to arrange my things but I gave up halfway and raced out of the empty classroom. Everyone was on the field, watching the game today. I had decided to stay back and wait for updates from the team to publish the school papers for tomorrow but with Cyrus' text, I'd be damned if I stayed another minute. “If you're in school, you better start running.” was what he sent and I've been packing ever since. He said he wasn't going to play! What the heck happened? I scrolled through my phone, checking the school's page and my jaw dropped when I saw pictures of Cyrus on the field. He scored not one but five goals and I just knew that dick was harder than steel right now. I barely managed to fit the smallest toy inside my ass this morning and it was still on there right now! It wasn't uncomfortable but I wasn't ready for anything his size- so do I run to him or away from him? The halls were e
CYRUS Satan couldn't be more ashamed of what I'd become! Just a few minutes ago, I was kissing Cross, taking his dick in my mouth and giving him the best heads I had NEVER done to a guy with my dick raging hard and now, I was kissing Patricia with Dick on my mouth and I couldn't get it up. Don't get me wrong, she was still lusting after me and I could feel it. I could fucking feel it but my dick was gaslighting us. Hello? Pussy here and there's a hole to fuck! Nothing? Really? You're really gonna ignore me and all for what? For Cross? Fuck me! Was there anyone who smelled half as good as he did? “Mmmm,” Patrica moaned and rolled her shoulders with her hands in my hair. “You taste so good and a tad salty. I like it.” First of all, that's Cross. Second of all, that's gross. He's mine. Yes, he was mine until we were over. I grabbed her butt and her hair, kissing her deeper as she palmed herself to me. I lifted her up and placed her on the desk in the empty classroom. She giggle
CROSS“You didn't tell me Cyrus stopped by yesterday,” I queried my mom once the day was over and we were locking up the cafe.“Oh, honey, it must've slipped my mind. He's such a wonderful boy.”“I bet he is,” that manipulative two faced son of a-“What? You don't think so?” We headed to her car and she unlocked it, sliding into the seats. She turned on the heater and I warmed my hands.“Oh it doesn't matter what I think. You like him already.”“What? Honey, he's your friend. Of course I like your friend. I trust your judgement.”I wish she would question my judgement at this point. Why did I have to be so good in their eyes?She pulled out of the parking lot and I got an earful of why I shouldn't push Cyrus away. Talk to me when you know the truth, Mom otherwise you're just advocating for that manwhore.Speaking of, the image played back in my head and I hid my face, turning to the window as my cheeks stained with colour. My dick remembered and started to rise— oh bloody thing! I cou
TRIGGER WARNING. Violence and abuse. CYRUS It got stronger each passing second. My dick fought to burst free from my pants but into who? I was yet to find Cross. “Oh no, I won't be going with Joseph. He's boring,” The door opened and Sofia walked in wearing a green face mask. “Ah!” She screeched and my ears almost bailed out. She clung to her door keeping an eye on me. “Wh-What are you doing here?” Her lips trembled. “You wear human skin even at home? Jeez! You must be dying to be human,” I rolled my eyes and pushed away from the window. Her bedroom was typical Barbie. It was so pink, it hurt my eyes. Even her nightshirt was pink. “I'll call you back,” she hung up the phone and a fist pounded on her door. “Honey, we heard you scream. Are you alright?” “Sofia, it's your father. Open the door right now.” I arched my brow at her, waiting to see what she'd do. I moved to her nightstand and picked up a picture of her and her family. “Nice family you've got. It would be a shame t
CROSS I woke up to a pounding headache. All the results from the crying and screaming finally caught on and I sat up in bed, looking around the darkness. I knew where I was and who was sleeping beside me. He was clutching my hand, as if afraid I'd be taken away again. I quite remember begging him to stay with me while I slept— why did I even do that? Cyrus was the last person I trusted with my body… but I guess he wouldn't pull that move on me. Oh shit! Mom! Fuck. Where's my phone? I started to tap about the bed in search of it- “What are you looking for?” his deep voice rumbled from beside me and I almost had a heart attack. “Jesus!” I flinched. “M-My phone… I can't find it. I need to call my mom.” That was the kind of voice ladies would swoon for and honestly, it was kinda hot. It was like waking up next to Batman. “I already called her,” he squeezed my hand tight, his thumb moving back and forth. “She said it's fine if you stay over.” “Wait what?” His touch was soothing and
CROSSMom had her hand on her waist, dad's arms were folded and Elena's been sent to her room by the time we stepped down– more like mom ordered us to bring our asses down.Jeez! She literally barged in on me straddling Cyrus, his hand on my butt and under my shirt. There was no manipulating what she sawI straightened my back and lifted my head, trying to put a brave front and brace myself for the conversation. Cyrus was quiet by my side, grabbing his thigh like he restrained himself from grabbing onto my hand-“Damian?” Dad's firm no-nonsense voice stole my breath and my heart jolted.Shit! I've seen this a lot on the Internet, I just didn't realize it'd happen to me. Part of officially dating Cyrus was that sooner than later, we'd have to mention this to our family and friends.Luckily for him, his mom was rooting for us. Mine? Jeez! I couldn't shake off the shock on her face back there.“Care to explain what happened upstairs?” He asked, at least he was going to hear me out, befor
CYRUSAs soon as the words left my mouth, he was cupping my face, taking the lead. For the first time in my life, I leaned into someone else that wasn't my family and it felt good. So good.We really should keep our distance, but if we should, why did he taste so sweet? Why did he come apart easily in my arms? Why was it easier to breathe in his space? Why did my heart feel better and more alive? Why did his legs wrapped around my waist feel like the perfect place they should be?His arms around my neck, mine on his waist holding him steady as I walked to his bed, kissing him. The unsaid hunger between us fueled the forbidden passion. I was getting more attached and so was he.Would we have even survived staying apart for so long? Pretty sure I'd have caved and found myself in his bedroom the next morning. Cross, on the other hand-- I used to think he wouldn't care less.I was wonderfully mistaken. He wanted me nearly as much as I wanted him. It could never measure up to how much I de
CROSS Sofia: I swear I felt something last night. I don't know what it was, but dad was so uneasy.I stared at her text, chewing the corner of my thumb debating whether or not to tell her about my ordeal last night. I didn't want her to freak out, but at the same time, I felt like I'd burst with the information.Something like what? I sent back, choosing to play dumb instead.The experience felt surreal, I just needed to tell someone who'd understand and maybe... Have answers… like say if a demon God and a mate can like be toge–Shit. I caught myself thinking in that direction again and I locked my phone screen, not before seeing her next text.Sofia: I dunno. It was only for a moment before it disappeared. I hope it's not what I think.Me: I see.Sofia: You okay? You're texting weird. What's up?'It was weird knowing someone who could 'read' my mood through my text.Not now. I didn't want to talk about it-- I didn't even want to think about it. I turned my neck to the window, watchi
CYRUS I rinsed the soapy dish under the running tap, handing it to my mom as she wiped it off with a hand cloth and placed it in the rack. She hummed as she carried out her chore, a smile plastered on her face. I'd just had dinner at her place. We ate like humans knowing fully well we weren't, but it seemed nice to feel like a family once in a while. She was obsessed with anything that would give ‘quality time’ with her kids. She still didn't know about Lilith and Seth yet. While I'd debated whether or not to tell her, she mentioned Lucian stopping by to say hello and he zoomed off without another word. That was my cue to shut the hell up. I didn't say anything, just acted like everything was fine and I didn't just experience the greatest trauma in my whole life. A part of me– a very large part wanted to break down and cry in her arms. I still trembled just remembering what happened, but if I laid it all on her, what would she do? Her life was sad enough. I couldn't possibly add
CROSSI knew I was still alive when I suddenly became aware of the pain. Yeesh! I took it too far yesterday. Not that I regretted any of it. I'd do it again and again I'd say it over and over again. No remorse here, but I did take it too far.What did I mean by 'take from me. I can take it'? Oh my God! Needless to say, I woke up with secondhand embarrassment. How the heck do I face him this morning?Everywhere hurts. And one place that shouldn't feel like it's gaping open, actually feels that way.After I'd said those words, Cyrus went feral. I swear, I was this close to worrying whether it was truly him or Lust. He was out of it-- but then again, I don't exactly remember any promises of him taking it gentle with me.He was always out to prove why he was a god in the bedroom and why the girls at school won't stop throwing themselves at him.Too late now, I think.Setting the thought aside, last night's back and forth rushed back to me. How I managed to sleep at all was shocking. Thank
CYRUSI recognized sexual energy anywhere. After all, it was the fastest way I could build up my strength. It was my daily bread and what I considered food. There were other means of lust, but humans had long termed sexual acts as forbidden and so whenever they acted on it, lust jubilated and made merry.They've always tasted the same in different ways. Like colours but red, pink, or purple. Nothing out of the ordinary.Now why did this feel like I was having a whole feast? It wasn't just colours, it was something else; a whole rainbow, an upgrade, like I consumed a thousand souls.Fuck.Soft hands ran over my abs, sending a thrill, a mesmerizing one. I was getting addicted fast. My heart beating with more meaning, passion and power.Sweet rosy sensation flooded my senses. Everywhere he touched lighted up quickly.I must have summoned an incubus of something. Dammit! Guilt stabbed my chest. Cross would hate me if he found out. But I couldn't do this to him. It would be too much for hi
CYRUS I've always been afraid of the dark. Not because of what lurked out there, but what I housed inside me.Carrying a whole sin and one as strong as lust wasn't exactly easy. I feared the day he would burst out and shut me out, leaving me to drown in the darkness-- the void.What would happen to me? I wondered where I'd float.To nothingness, I hoped. Like my whole existence erased, wiped out like I wasn't even there.That was better than the feeling of being stuck somewhere, the feeling of falling into the void and never letting up.Something warm wrapped around me and I felt a slight tug in my chest. The kind I always felt when Cross looked at me a certain way, or smiled these days.Shit! Something's wrong with me, for sure.But right now, I felt his presence. It was subtle but it was there. It felt warm on my face like the ray of sun on a Saturday morning back at Mom's place. I could hear her humming through the thin walls-- other times, her cries of being abandoned by a mate a
CROSS I was falling fast. The world around me was spinning and waiting for my blood to spill. The air felt too thick for me to produce a single sound. The world twisted around me. The height from which the tentacle dropped me could cause anyone a heart attack, yet I suffered the torture of watching myself go down, watching myself die. The only thing in front of me was Valkar. The cursed agent of hell watched me without an atom of care, his head held high in dignity like he had done an honorary deed. My vision blurred, I couldn't even cry. My head spun. I sank further, waiting for the hard thud of the ground against my back, waiting for death's open arms to usher me into hell. "I'm gonna get you out of here." His words breezed past my thoughts with his shaky voice and that fearsome look in his eyes. They were empty promises. Not because he didn't mean it, but because he stood no chance against them. I knew it. He knew it too. Fuck. I knew I shouldn't, but with all the last stre
CYRUSMy hands trembled as I glanced at the heads of my siblings. The tentacles reached for them, dragging them back into the Earth and pulling along their lifeless bodies. Hell had no respect for its own people, this much shouldn't be a surprise. This wasn't grandfather's orders. Judging from the surge of power I just got, this was Valkar doing his own wish."H-He- killed them. Oh my God! Oh my God!" Cross gasped, struggling to breathe behind me. "Oh God! Oh God!" Anyone who stood against grandfather had themselves to blame. It didn't matter if they were his own grandchildren. We were not special to anyone. But I wasn't going to let them take my one special person away from me. Cross could barely even breathe behind me and I was in no position to say anything comforting. Heck, I needed it too! "Now that we've gotten rid of those small fries," Valkar smirked, still levitating as though the Earth was unworthy of him. "Let's get right into it."Small fries? I gulped. Shit. He wasn't