The Devil Inside Me Pt 02 1

My eyes were filled with tears as I lay alone on the ground. Two of the most important loves in my life have been lost to me. Both my unborn child and my husband. Where am I and how can I get back to my own home? My heart is racing.

My hands instinctively touch my stomach, sending me back into a screeching cry. I feel warmth on my back as I hunch over. It's his hand. As he swipes his finger across my back, he tries to comfort me in some way. In my grief, I howl, but the motion only continues on my back. This gives me a strange sense of comfort. I was brought to silence even though it was not enough to compensate for my grief. I hear his voice as he continues to pet my head and along my hair.

"He is in good hands. The child."

Turning quickly, I stare into those golden eyes. A sobering shock hits me.

"Where is he? Where is my son?"

As I stand up and grab his arm, I am thrown onto the bed in just the same amount of time. My face begins to shake and tears fall again.

"Where is my husband?"

Silence.

I say it louder this time."Where. Is. My. Husband?!"

Silence. It's only this time that a hand reaches out to my face and wipes away the tear that is forming in my eye. When I look into his eyes and comprehend this gesture, I sob. The feeling is palpable in my chest. At least I feel the absence in my chest.

"In his absence, I will marry you."

A voice echoes.

As I drop to the ground again, I remain silent. I can no longer bear the weight of the world on my legs. My child is the only thing that matters to me now.

"Where is he? My son."

I can see the frown behind his eyes."Our son " he corrects me "he celebrates his first birthday today and I was hoping you would join us for his celebration."

I am awestruck. A year has passed. Where have I been for the past year?

"A year." Behind my confusion, I say softly.

"The delivery was difficult on you, so we gave you time to rest. That time is up now. There is a need for a queen."

"A queen?! I am no queen! And I refuse to be anything with you!"

I begin to beat on his chest, but he doesn't move, and I notice a slight smirk developing on his face. His eyes illuminate his face in a soft glow in the dark room. Before his hands grasped my hair and pulled me up to his face, there was just enough glow to see the change in his smile. My screams are silenced by his lips. There is a familiarity to this time.

"Where. Is. My. Husband?!"

"I will marry you in his absence."

While I am disgusted by the familiarity of this kiss, I yield to it. The closeness I feel while in my grief is incredibly enticing to me. It is only a man who can bring me this kind of closeness.

My skirts are suddenly pushed up as a hand starts to rub along my clit, sending me into shivers. As I am jerked by the shock enveloping my body, I am given another as a finger is shoved deep into my mouth. My lips close on his fingers and I moan for a moment. The dripping fingers are placed back on my clit by him. An orgasm sneaks through my body and sends me into a shaking fit. While he shoves himself inside me, I scream. I can't decide whether to kiss him or push him away. He moans as my vagina clenches onto his cock. Instantly, I am transformed into another being. My only concern was the pleasure I felt when I touched every inch of him. Despite feeling unfamiliar in this moment, I've felt him before, and this comforts me.

"I am going to cum. Where?"

He whispers inside my ear.

I am silent.

This time "Where" is sounded louder and I am forced to respond quickly.

"Please."

I'm at a loss for words.

"Okay."

Then I can feel his sticky filling push out of me as he continues to moan. As I am pushed into climax, my vagina clenches and my lips meet his in a desperate attempt to understand what I am feeling. There is a closeness between us. Is he more or less of a stranger than I thought?