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CHAPTER ELEVEN

SELENE

R olling over onto my side, I stare at the empty spot where Onyx was when I fell asleep. He’s never been much of a sleeper—he can operate on just a few hours like it's nothing. I, on the other hand, can sleep like the dead. Once my mind finally shuts off, it's game over. While I can go without much sleep like him, I go through spurts when I need at least ten hours to feel like I’m rested.

The black curtains are still drawn closed in our room, and not a single ray of sun shines through. I have no idea what time it is, since we don’t have any clocks in the room. It’s not like it matters anyway. We didn’t get home until after the sun had already risen and didn’t fall asleep until late in the afternoon.

Grabbing the sheet from the bed, I pull it along with me as I climb off the mattress and wrap it around my naked body. The room is pitch black, much like the shadows in the asylum, but I don’t need light to guide me. I know every inch of this house and can navigate it through the darkness.

I step into the hallway, and it’s almost as dark as our bedroom, except there’s a soft glow from the nightlights installed along the baseboards at the bottom of the walls. My footsteps are light, and the floor is cold under my bare feet. The house is silent as I walk down the winding staircase, looking for Onyx.

Stepping into the foyer, both dogs lift their heads, their eyes instantly on me. They’re right where I left them earlier and where I've trained them to stay during the night. If anyone were to get through the gate and try to enter, the dogs would stop them as they came into the house. Or, with how light of a sleeper Onyx is, he might get to them before Khan and Diesel even had the chance to.

“Good dogs,” I murmur as I pat both of them on the head. I can feel their eyes on me as I head down the hallway, deeper into the house in search of him. I already know where he is, but sometimes he surprises me and is just lurking around like he belongs in the shadows instead of in bed with me.

I walk through the kitchen that opens directly into the dining room. A set of French doors is on the far wall of the massive room, hanging slightly ajar. Pushing them open, I feel the chilly night air as I step out onto the back patio. The light breeze blows through the silk sheet wrapped around my body, swirling around my ankles.

A shiver ripples through my body, and I wrap the sheet tighter around me as I pause at the top of the massive stone steps. From here, I look out over the lower patio that wraps around the custom-built pool that we had installed with a cascading waterfall. The property is massive, but this is my favorite part of the entire estate.

And I know that it’s Onyx’s favorite too.

It’s where I can always find him when he can’t sleep.

I walk down the stone staircase, watching the pool’s colors illuminate the water, changing every few seconds on a timer. As I reach the edge of the pool, I stop and stare out into the water, my eyes scanning the surface for him. Not seeing Onyx above the water, I know that means he’s under it.

Neither of us can drown our demons, so instead we’ve learned to swim with them. Sometimes Onyx gets tired of swimming and decides he would rather drown. I know that he would never actually do it. He loves himself too much to actually take his own life. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to push the limits.

He likes to toe the line between life and death. To deprive his body of the one thing that it absolutely needs until he’s on the brink of losing it all. Only then does he come to the surface, when he’s forced to make the choice between living and dying.

Even though he’s as fucked in the head, and as fucking sick as I am, he chooses to live every damn time.

As my eyes reach the deep end, not far from the waterfall, I see Onyx’s midnight-colored hair just below the surface. I drop the sheet from my naked body, letting it pool on the pavers around my feet as I arch my back and I push off the edge. My arms instinctively extend above my head as I break through the surface of the water, diving into the depths with him.

My body glides through the warm water as I swim to the bottom of the pool. The light changes to red—Onyx’s favorite color—and it stays that way as I open my eyes to face him under the water. I reach out for him, my hands finding his face as the minerals burn my eyes. His expression is filled with peace and there’s tranquility in the silence beneath the surface.

Onyx’s eyes open, and he meets my gaze through the red water. I don’t know how long he’s been under here, but it looks like he’s close to reaching his limit. Even though his expression is peaceful, his eyes are glazed over and it’s clear that his body is starving for oxygen.

I don’t attempt to get him to the surface to breathe. That’s not what he needs from me. What he needs is me, right here. I follow his lead, my hands still clutching the sides of his face as I wait for him to be ready.

What we have is strange. There’s a constant struggle, a pull for power and control between both of us. He claims that he’ll follow me into the depths of hell, but he doesn’t know just how fucking far that I would go for him. His god complex is just as bad as mine, but our obsessions are unholy and they run even deeper.

I wouldn’t just follow him into the depths of hell. I would burn for an eternity in purgatory for my broken half.

I would literally die for him.

Onyx’s hands reach for mine, pulling them away from his face as he laces his fingers with mine. Another moment passes as we drown in the silence before he plants his feet on the bottom of the pool and pushes upward, pulling me along with him. It feels like an eternity as we glide through the water, and I’m not quite sure if I’ll make it to the top with him.

We finally break through the surface and the air instantly chills the skin on my face—a stark contrast to the heated water that we’re floating in. I desperately suck in a breath, filling my lungs with as much oxygen as I can get. Onyx looks unfazed, but his chest rises and falls in rapid succession as he attempts to catch his breath.

“I woke up and you weren’t in bed,” I tell him, treading water until I'm wrapping my legs around his waist. Onyx treads water, his hands feeling like silk against my skin. “I figured that I would find you out here.”

His lips tip upwards. “You always know where to find me, little devil.”

I wrap my arms around his neck as he moves us closer to the waterfall. Onyx is already hard, his cock brushing against me as he guides us through the water. It spills over my head, pushing my hair into my face. Reaching up, I brush it away as Onyx leads us into the cave that is hidden behind the waterfall, built into the rocks.

It’s our own space, a little hideaway for us—even though there’s nobody to hide from here since it’s just us and the two dogs. Onyx glides through the water until he reaches the side of the small pool and sits down on the underwater ledge, a built-in bench that stretches around the perimeter.

I settle on his lap, straddling his thighs beneath the surface as I link my hands behind his neck. Onyx’s palms find my ass and he kneads his fingertips into my flesh as he pulls me even closer. My pussy slides over the length of his cock, but he doesn’t slip inside. I drop my face down to his, our lips colliding in a crazed rush.

We’re caught in the moment, lost in our own little world, driven by a primal need, craving that connection. It’s a need that neither of us understands, one that doesn’t make sense in our warped minds, void of any attachments—except to one another.

Onyx bites down on my bottom lip, his teeth cutting through my flesh. I can taste my blood on his tongue as it snakes into my mouth, sliding over my own. He’s here to take no fucking prisoners and to turn the pain into pleasure.

His lips are brutal as they move over mine, draining the oxygen from my lungs, taking everything that I have to give. That’s the way it is between us. Give and take doesn’t exist. Onyx never asks; he takes what is his and has his way with me however he pleases. And I let him, because even though it seems like I’m submitting to his brutality, he’s giving me everything I need.

By submitting, I'm actually in control. I’m not letting him take without consent, although I wouldn’t be opposed to that.

Onyx fists his hands in my long black hair, wrapping his fingers around the wet locks and pulling my head back as he presses his mouth against my neck. His tongue strokes the column of my throat, his teeth nipping at my flesh as he continues his assault against my skin. I roll my hips, grinding my bare pussy against his cock.

A low moan slips from his lips and he growls against my skin as he pulls my hair harder. I can feel the tension against my scalp, the pain erupting across my skull. I moan into the darkness of the night. The water around us is still illuminated red from the lights in the pool. It creates a facade, like we’re fucking in a pool of blood.

Water laps around my torso as I glide over him, my nails digging into the skin on his chest while I slide my hand further down, dipping below the surface. Wrapping my fingers around his length, I hold his cock, positioning it against my center as I lift myself upwards. Onyx’s mouth lands on my breast, one hand releasing my hair as he kneads my other tit in his palm.

His teeth clamp down against my nipple, drawing it into his mouth as his tongue swirls around the pebbled piece of flesh. I inhale sharply, sucking the air between my clenched teeth as I lower myself onto him. His cock is fucking thick, and it feels like he’s splitting me in two as I take in his entire length.

Onyx’s mouth slides back up my chest, one hand fisting my hair as the other slides down to my ass. His touch is volatile as his fingertips dig into my skin, leaving his mark over every inch that he touches. I slowly lift myself back up, the inside of my pussy stroking his length as I start fucking him.

This isn’t usual for him. He doesn’t always let me have control, and it won’t be long before he’s topping me from the bottom or flipping me around to have his way with me. Not that I would object. I like when he’s animalistic like this, when he’s filling that primal need.

He jerks my face back to his, his mouth capturing mine as he digs his fingertips deeper into the flesh of my ass. His hand is creeping closer to the center of my buttocks, and I grind against him as he begins to lift me up and down. Every time he drops me back down on his cock, I can feel him in my fucking ribs, filling me to the brim.

His lips are brutal against mine and it turns into a fucking frenzy, like we’re both in a race to see who can get to the top first. We’re a mess of saliva as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, his teeth clashing with mine. It’s fucking chaos, but that’s the way that we like it. Everything we do is filthy and painful.

Onyx releases the hold he has on my hair, sliding down to grip my ass. He lifts me up with both hands, pausing when just the tip of his dick is inside of me. I look down at him, his darkened expression staring back at me with a sinister glint in his eyes. His lips curve up into a smirk, and he quickly spins me around to face the other way before dropping me back down on his shaft. A cry slips from my lips as he fills me in a rush.

One hand grips my ass, while he grabs my wrist with the other. “Touch yourself while I fuck you,” he murmurs against the back of my neck as he pushes my hand in between my thighs. “Play with that pretty pussy until I make you come.”

Obeying, I press my fingertips against my clit, rolling and massaging it beneath my fingers. His hand disappears from my wrist, and I turn back to glance at him, watching as he pushes his forefinger into his mouth. His tongue swirls around it, making it slick with his saliva before he draws it back out, his lips creating a popping sound as he releases it.

His other hand creeps further toward the center of my ass, spreading my cheeks as his fingertips bruise my skin. Using his free hand, he turns my head back to face the other way before dropping it below the surface. He moves without hesitation, bringing his slick finger through the water as he presses it against my asshole.

A low moan slips from my lips, and I grind my hips against him, simultaneously working my fingers against my clit. I meet every thrust as he begins to move with me, lifting his hips to drive his cock deeper into me. I relax against his touch, taking a deep breath as he slides his finger into my ass.

The pressure builds within me and it’s more than I fucking expected. He fills both of my holes, simultaneously fucking me with his cock and his hand. His finger slides in and out of my ass at the same rhythm that his cock moves in and out of my pussy.

It’s a race to the top and I’m fucking winning. But it will be Onyx who actually pushes me over the edge. He's always the one who gets the final call, who drives me past the brink of pure ecstasy.

I’m coming apart as he fucks me senseless, his grunts and groans and my cries and moans filling the air. The water around us splashes against the edge of the small pool as it moves to the rhythm of us fucking. He’s relentless, his touch is brutal as he thrusts harder and harder into me. His finger moves at the same speed, stroking the inside of my ass as he spins his hand with every stroke.

My head swims, my vision blurring as he pushes me closer to the edge. I feel his tongue start at the middle of my back, just above the surface of the water as he drags it along my spine, stopping at the base of my neck. “Your pussy is like a vice grip around my cock,” he growls as he bites at the skin on the back of my neck. “I can feel how fucking close you are right now.”

“What are you going to do about it?” I moan, applying more pressure to my clit as I circle my fingertip around it.

“I’m going to take what’s mine,” he growls, his teeth clamping down on my shoulder as he thrusts into me with such force, it takes my breath away. “Your pleasure belongs to me, little devil.”

I press back against him, feeling his balls beginning to constrict underneath me. My pussy clamps down, clenching around him as my ass tightens around his finger. “So, fucking take it,” I moan, breathlessly as he rips me apart.

Onyx pounds into me and I’m lost, free falling as I completely shatter around him. He splits me in two, spilling his cum inside me at the same time. His warmth fills me as a moan slips from his lips and he thrusts into me one last time.

“Goddamn,” he breathes, pulling his finger from my ass. I let out a ragged breath, feeling his arms as he wraps them around my body. His cock is still inside me as his cum leaks around his shaft and drips from my pussy, mixing with the water. He spins me around on his lap and I collapse against his chest as he holds me. “You’re the only thing that makes sense in this world.”

I turn my head to the side, resting it against his collarbone as he slowly strokes my soaking wet hair. “Promise me that you won’t ever leave me. I don’t know if I can live through another loss.” Like my father , I don’t add.

“The only way I’m leaving, is by your hand.”

I swallow hard, nuzzling against his skin as he presses his lips against the top of my head. We’re both apex predators, capable of surviving in this world together. We’ve been coexisting like this for so long, thriving together. The only way either of us is leaving this world is by the other’s hand.

I can only hope that he kills me first…