Page 36 of Grand Master

I DON’T WANT TO JUST WORSHIP YOU, MIRA…I WANT TO KEEP YOU…

I let him…

I wanted him…

It felt like I needed him more than the hope that I tried to keep alive to escape…

or did I even want to escape? A tear slipped sideways into my hairline.

Feeling conflicted was an understatement.

I should have felt violated and used…Instead I felt seen, exposed, claimed, and wanted.

Kenric made me feel needed, I never had a man make me feel so many emotions bundled up in one.

His hands didn’t shake; his eyes didn’t stray away from me when he entered me. The way he stilled inside of me, eyes shining with appreciation…I hated to compare him to Darius. I had grown accustomed to Darius looking at me with anger, and hate…sometimes even disgust.

Kenric looked at me with devotion, terrifying, obsessive devotion.

I damn sure wasn’t afraid of him anymore, that scared me more than anything. I still feared how far he was willing to go with his obsession for me. I felt it in his words, the way he fucked, licked, and explored my body with no restraints.

The feral dark look in his eyes as he took me on the wildest ride of my life was still etched in my mind.

He looked at me like I was peace and possession wrapped into one.

I came five times, on the nicely made dinner table, on the floor…

Kenric even picked me up, sat me on his broad shoulders and devoured me until my stomach cramped and I released right into his mouth.

What bothered me is that after I begged him for mercy on my tired swollen pussy, he stopped.

He didn’t cum one time. My insecurities started to get the best of me.

I wanted to know if I felt as good as he made it seemed when he was deep inside of me.

Kenric quietly carried my limp body to the elevator.

He laid me on his bed then disappeared for a couple of minutes.

When he came back into the room, he cleaned me thoroughly then disappeared again.

The sheets beneath my back were cold while my insides still simmered with his flames.

I laid still against the center of Kenric’s massive bed, legs drawn slightly inward, as I looked up at the open ceiling and into the night sky.

Dozens of stars blinked down as some of his owls watched me silently.

The scene looked almost horrifying, like his owls would fly down and attack me for being in their master’s bed.

I still want out…I will not let this man fuck with my mind…

but the sex…my God, the sex was something I never in my life experienced…

I thought to myself again and again. It’s like I was having an internal battle that I couldn’t stop myself from having.

I sighed and saw the way my breath fogged up in front of me.

I couldn’t tell if Kenric kept his room frozen on purpose or if it was the way he liked to be all the time, since he was a cold individual.

I thought about the words that Kenric uttered. Him wanting to let me go…

“You’ll fucking leave, and I’ll chase you. I’ll end up, wherever the fuck you are.”

I tried to sound so convincing during sex with Kenric.

I begged him and when he told me that I would leave, I yelled at the top of my lungs that I would stay.

Now the mere thought of where I would go even if I did leave hit me harder than a ton of bricks.

Darius’s death hit me even harder, people would ask questions about his disappearance.

How would I be able to look his family in the eyes while knowing that I slept with his murderer willingly.

I was a hundred percent sure that I had no jobs to go back to, no sort of shelter.

I had nothing, and the sad part about having nothing was that no one would care enough to help me.

I needed a job, maybe I could spin all of this in my favor and find a way to make some money through Kenric. Even with that, it wouldn’t matter.

Even if Kenric gave me a job and I made my own money to get another place to live on my own in, there would still be Darius’s death that I somehow felt like I was a part of since I witnessed it. What if I ran across his wife, and kids? I wondered if she suspected me and already gone to the police.

My heartrate picked up with all the what if’s that felt unbearable to force out of the forefront of my mind. I needed to have another conversation with Kenric. His presence made it hard for me to properly express myself.

I couldn’t deny the connection and need that I felt with him. Sex only complicated those unwanted feelings. I wasn’t supposed to feel anything towards this man but fear, but now it was a little too late for all of that because I wanted more.

The air in the room barely stirred, but I felt him before I heard him.

Next, I heard the rustle of feathers. I looked away from the sky and owls, Kenric stepped into the doorway dressed in black silk pajama pants.

His chest was bare, skin glistening making his tattoos shine with more definition.

Josie sat perched on him like always, balanced perfectly with each step he took.

Her white feathers, a good striking contrast against his chocolate skin.

She blinked at me once, and I blinked right back at her evil ass.

I sat halfway up, holding my breath out of nervousness waiting for Kenric to say anything.

I pulled the silk comforter up to my chest instinctively and winced a little from the soreness between my legs.

I looked at Kenric with wonder, there were obviously so many layers to him that he would probably refuse to reveal.

I could bet a million dollars if I had it that his owl Josie knew all about him more than anyone.

I needed to hear him say anything to ease the turmoil that swirled around inside of me right now.

He didn’t say a word, just walked toward me slow and calm.

My eyes dragged down to his hand; it clenched something tightly.

I sat up halfway then realized that I was still naked.

Instinctively I pulled the silk comforter up to my chin and kept my eyes glued on him as he reached the edge of the bed.

Four sets of eyes never left mine, I glanced up at the open roof and saw more eyes gazing down on me.

Beautiful owls, all different colors with distinctive features.

My eyes snapped back to Kenric, he kneeled slowly.

Him kneeling startled me more than anything else had since I been here.

This cold-hearted ruthless killer was lowering himself in front of me like he was my caretaker.

His dark eyes lightened as he lifted the blanket slightly.

“What are you?—”

Kenric’s calloused hands wrapped around my ankles, gently he pulled my legs until the blanket rose above my head.

I fought to free myself of the thick comforter, finally breaking free, I pushed it to the left of me, Kenric had my legs spread wide open as he looked down at my swollen sex.

He clicked his teeth; Josie looked at him and tilted her head left then right.

Kenric and her had a stare off for a couple of seconds before she moved off his shoulder and relocated herself to his back.

Hardheaded ass owl… I learned that whenever Kenric clicked his teeth, it was for Josie to fly away and give him space. This time, she refused to fly and I wondered why.

He took in a deep breath inhaling me, then leaned in with his eyes shut.

I gasped for air when I felt his thick full lips press against my pussy.

His beard tickled me as he pecked my southern lips passionately, like he was kissing my lips.

Over and over, he kissed then darted his chilled tongue up and down my slit until a low moan escaped my lips.

His lips got replaced with something cold.

I hissed through my teeth as he pressed what I assumed to be an icepack on my throbbing sex.

I exhaled shakily, letting my head fall back against the pillow. Silence stretched between us, but it didn’t feel heavy. It felt strange to me right now that in the moment, I felt comfortable in his presence.

“T-thank you.” I muttered out lowly.

Soon as the words left my mouth, I held my breath.

He still hadn’t said a word, and it was starting to bother me.

I sat back up slowly and saw Josie readjusting herself slightly back on to his shoulder.

She curled one clawed foot tighter into his skin as her head tilted back down towards my thighs, then back at him.

He eyed Josie, raising his thick bushy brows at her. He frowned and shook his head at her.

What the fuck is that about? I know that damn owl ain’t jealous of me? Maybe I’m losing my mind, but I could have sworn it frowned down at me…

“Are you even gonna talk?” I asked, feeling myself getting agitated.

Seconds passed and he still offered no words to me.

“Can you please talk? I mean damn.” I took in a deep breath feeling my throat ache as I swallowed down my emotions.

“I still feel you deep inside of me, Kenric. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or something I should be scared shitless of. I feel crazy for?—”

“Liking me?” He cut me off taking the words right out of my mouth.

“You feel crazy for wanting me, you feel all this confliction as your mind plays tricks on you. Your struggling little owl, I see it in your eyes. I’m mad at some of your thoughts, so I remain silent, so you won’t think I’m this insane lunatic that I’ll never deny being.” He scoffed.

“What are my thoughts, Kenric?” I sat all the way up, not caring that the ice pack slipped from between my legs.

The coldness had turned painful then numb, it felt good but a conversation between Kenric and I would help me establish some things to soothe all the thoughts that were running rampant in my mind.

Kenric stood to his feet, then came to sit in front of me. His kicked his leg halfway up onto the bed as he sat sideways looking at me.