Page 13 of Dark Thirst (The Scandalous Novellas)

L oud pounding on the door wakes me from a deep sleep. After Sean and I fucked the first time, I got on top and rode him until he came again. Well, technically, we both did. We were so tired afterwards, but Sean picked me up and took me to the bathroom so we could shower.

He washed my hair and body so gently; it was really sweet. Any shyness or embarrassment I had around him is entirely gone now. His bed is so comfortable that as soon as I laid my head down on a pillow, I fell asleep.

Sean jumps up out of bed and puts on a pair of boxers. “Stay here, princess. I wasn’t expecting anyone today,” he growls out before going out to see who’s making all the noise. The bedroom door is closed, but I can hear muffled voices on the other side.

I sit up and bring the covers to my neck, debating whether I should put on some clothes. It’s a woman’s voice I hear, and it sounds familiar. Oh shit, is it Anna? I jump up and run to the bathroom, taking my backpack in with me.

The bedroom door opens a short while later, and I’m still hiding out in the bathroom. Sean knocks on the door. “Are you ok?”

“Who was that?” I ask through the closed door, nervous and curious about who it was.

“Don’t worry about it. She won’t be back. Just come out, please. I’ll make us some breakfast. I’m starving.”

I hear him walk out of the bedroom before I come out of the bathroom. There’s a sinking feeling in my stomach as I walk out of the bedroom and into the living room. I can smell the coffee Sean is grinding up as I sit on the couch.

“Eggs, bacon, and hash browns ok?” he calls out from the kitchen. My stomach grumbles, and I immediately respond, “That sounds amazing, thanks.”

“Scrambled? How do you like your coffee?” The fact he’s asking how I like things makes me smile. “Yeah, scrambled, and I like cream and sugar.” He nods in response.

He seems to know what he’s doing in the kitchen, so I don’t offer any help. Not that I’m any good in the kitchen anyway. I would just get in the way.

I enjoy watching him work. He’s making coffee, scrambling eggs, and putting the bacon in the oven. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until he mentioned making food.

I was so nervous yesterday that I didn’t bother eating dinner before I left, and we fucked well into the morning, so I need the fuel. Shit, I just remembered I have an appointment this afternoon to see a couple of apartments. I wonder if Sean will let me borrow his car.

“Hey, so I have a couple of errands to run today. Do you mind if I borrow your car?” I ask while he’s busy in the kitchen.

Without skipping a beat, he responds, “I can take you wherever you need to go. Just tell me when we need to leave. I’m not letting you out of my sight until you need to go back to school. ”

Biting the inside of my cheek, I try to think of how to explain to him I wanted to get an apartment close to his.

As I sit and contemplate my plan of action, he brings over a mug of hot coffee with cream and sugar.

“Breakfast is almost ready. Come sit at the table, and I’ll make you a plate.

” His voice is smooth and confident, and without a second thought, I do as I’m told.

I take a sip of my coffee and it tastes perfect. It’s strong and the warmth from the mug calms me down. As he sets down a plate filled with food in front of me, I blurt out, “Was that Anna that came by earlier?”

“It was,” he answers as he walks back to the kitchen for his own plate. “I guess she was furious because I accused her of stealing my mask and wanted to confront me. Like I said earlier, she won’t be back.”

I put my head down and whisper, “I’m sorry.”

“Eat. You need the fuel,” he says as he digs into his own plate. “Where am I taking you today?”

“I-um…” I say as we make eye contact. His gray eyes are soft but seem to look right through me. I breathe in deeply and get the rest of the words out.

“I want to look at a couple of apartments in the area. For when I move back from school.” There, I finally got it out and started eating my food.

Breakfast is my favorite meal, and the food is delicious.

We exchange no more words while we eat. The silence isn’t awkward.

We are just starving after our little fuck marathon last night.

“You sure you want to look at places already? You still have what? Like a month left before you come back home? I’m sure your parents wouldn’t want you living on your own in a big city,” he says sharply.

“Yes, Sean. I want to find a place already. And I can afford the rent and take care of myself,” I snap back. Who the fuck does he think he is? I’ve practically lived on my own in a different city for the last four years.

Plus, it’s finally time for me to have my own space and move out of my parents’ house. If he’s being this difficult about me finding an apartment for the summer, I won’t bother telling him about my plans to move out west.

“Don’t be a brat. I’m just trying to look out for you,” he grumbles as he clears our plates and takes them to the sink.

I roll my eyes, grab my coffee, and go back to the couch.

Fucker. I hate being babied, and don’t need anyone looking out for me.

My whole life, others ignored me; I don’t need someone to be my knight in shining armor now.

Noticing that I was in no mood to talk, he disappeared into his bedroom.

This is a bad idea. I should just leave and take an Uber to the apartment building I have my first appointment at.

But then, I realize my backpack is still in the bedroom.

Fuck it. I’ll just go in there, grab my shit, and leave. I don’t owe him an explanation.

When I walk into the bedroom, the closet door is open, and Sean is moving things around.

“You can stay here until you find a place that’s safe and reasonably priced, princess.

If you are going to look at any apartments in this area, they’ll either be shit or expensive.

” He moves to his dresser and starts emptying a few drawers. I’m utterly speechless at his actions.

“I can’t stay here, Sean. This is your place, and what would I tell my parents?”

“Well, I may not know you very well, but I doubt you would have told them you had a place out here, anyway. So, just don’t say anything and you’ll be fine. I’m not taking no for an answer, Michelle.” He turns to look at me with a coy smile.

“There's three drawers here and a section in the closet that’s free for you to use. Let me know if you need more room. I can move my cosplay stuff to the other closet in the hallway if needed.” He points to the closet while he takes off his shirt and says, “Now, grab the tripod and the Simon Riley outfit and bring it to the living room for me. I need to make some new content before I lose followers.”

Again, I do as I’m told without question.

I take the hanger with a black military outfit and plate carrier down and grab the tripod that’s in there as well, and walk back to the living room.

A pang of jealousy hits me, and I must have shown it in my face as well because when he comes in and sees me, his face softens.

“What’s wrong?” he asks genuinely. I shrug my shoulders and shake my head no like nothing is wrong.

It sucks that thousands of random women get to see him naked when all I want is for him to be mine. Only mine. But that isn’t realistic. He’s my step-cousin, and what we’ve done so far is totally wrong and I shouldn’t be thinking about him this way.

I didn’t notice he was holding onto something before he tosses it my way. On instinct, I catch it, and realize it’s a black cloth mask. I furrow my brows in confusion and look back at him.

“No need to be jealous. Today, you’ll be the star of the show. Now, take off your clothes, stay in your bra and panties, and put on the mask covering your mouth and nose.” He winks and puts on his outfit while I stand still in disbelief.

“You should put on your glasses. I want to cum all over them after we’re done.” Holy shit. Hearing him say that makes me clench my thighs together.

My mind goes blank as I walk over to the bathroom, take my contacts out, and put my glasses back on. I have no experience with sexy selfies or being recorded while having sex; this is all new.

So I can’t help but wonder what Sean has in mind for today. Taking off my shirt and pants, I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror in Sean’s room. Ugh, no one is going to want to see a curvy, short girl with glasses fuck a tall, tatted, and masked hottie.

A knock on the door startles me, and the door opens.

I cross my hands over my stomach and stare at the reflection in the mirror.

Sean walks in to stand behind me and moves my arms so they’re at my side.

He wraps his arms around my body and starts kissing my neck and shoulder.

“You’re so beautiful, my princess. And I want to show you off to the world. I want everyone to know what’s mine.”

Tears fill my eyes and roll down my cheeks. “Why? I’m not beautiful like Anna or any other girl that you should be with,” I say in between sobs. The vibrations from his chest as he growls make me shudder. His hand grips my chin and forces me to face myself in the mirror.

“Look at yourself. Look at your body. You are perfect, and when you learn to love yourself, you’ll understand how I feel,” he whispers into my ear. His words give me chills. He’s right. If, and when, I learn to love myself, I’ll never be alone again.