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Chapter Four

Branson

My heart is thumping so loudly in my chest it drowns out the sound of the heavy rain. My legs feel weak and I have to pull myself up so I don't press down too hard on Amelia. Teddy. Fuck.

Looking down at her, the silk band around her eyes, bent over with her pink bum exposed… Despite having just come, I feel my dick twitch and frown at it.

I had wanted to punish her, deny her the pleasure she craved. I couldn't help myself. Listening to her moan, feeling her wetness coating my fingers, it was all too much. Shaking my head at myself, I lean down to untie her and catch sight of redness between her thighs. Reaching out I touch it lightly and she jumps at the surprise touch.

"Why is there blood?" I ask, rubbing it between my fingers before leaning over and pulling the silk scarf from her eyes. She blinks a few times before I help her stand and she peers down at her legs.

"Hmmm," she says. "Just a bit of blood is all. I've heard it's quite normal."

She holds out her wrists for me, but I ignore them, looking at her quizzically.

"What are you talking about?"

I'm aware that I wanted her pain and I probably shouldn't be concerned about a bit of blood, but at the same time I am so out of my realm here. Sex is something that’s been so abstract in my life, I hardly know where that all came from. I don't intend to stay naive for long, though. Not after I've found out how fucking incredible it can be.

She looks at me with a strange expression as the belt falls free and she rubs her wrists, watching me.

"I've heard blood isn't uncommon the first time," she clarifies, looking closely at my face. It takes me a moment before my brows shoot up. Somehow, I don't think she would ever lie to me. Hurt and torture me, perhaps, but not lie.

"But, the... boys, the...." I struggle with the words, unable to articulate the things I saw and heard. How can she have never...

She shrugs but a smile plays on her lips.

"I've had my fun, but some things... well, some things are special." She leans up and kisses the side of my mouth, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "I'm going to go move that cop so he isn't out in the open."

She walks off in her tinted-red panties, mud splattered all over and her ass still red. All I can do is watch after her and shake my head.

"Fucking woman is going to be the death of me," I mutter before following after her.

???

By the time we get to the kitchen again, the storm is in full effect. The wind blows the old shutters around with a clacking noise, and the rain beats relentlessly. We managed to move the cop and his car, but it's only temporary. We need to figure out what the fuck we are going to do next, and this is all rapidly getting away from me.

I haven't had time to process any of it, and I have a feeling that time won't come soon.

"Here," Teddy says, handing me a towel. I take it gratefully, quickly patting myself dry. I hear a noise and realize she turned the TV on. The news plays in the background, an ambience I'm not used to. My attention is brought back to her standing in front of me expectantly.

"Are we..." she hesitates, "Are we staying?"

I feel the smallest swell of something. Pride, maybe? Some sort of satisfaction that she would turn to me to ask this. The word 'we'.

"I don't know," I reply, putting the towel down slowly. "With Jane gone we could..."

"We're here today at the Black Roses Nightclub where only days ago a vicious scene played out resulting in one body and one missing girl...."

A picture pops up on the screen of a blonde woman. She is vaguely familiar, but considering I don't know anyone, I don't see how that could be. I move toward the TV on autopilot, pressing the volume button as I listen to the news report.

"Police have just recovered video footage from a nearby parking lot, where a blonde woman was seen carrying the missing girl to the wood panel station wagon shown in this video. Anyone with information on the vehicle or woman are encouraged to contact the police immediately. Police Chief Stanson has advised there have been some leads and his officers are currently canvasing the nearby townships."

We both stand there staring at the television as a blown up and slightly fuzzy picture of Teddy pops up on the screen. I turn to her to see her eyes wide.

"What the fuck did you do?" I rasp.