“WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!” Arlo stood up and held out his psalms to me in a defensive position. Closing my eyes, I had to focus on my breathing to keep myself calm. “I’m fine.” Taking another deep breath. I held it before releasing it and opening my eyes again. “That was fucking scary shit.” Arlo relaxed his shoulders. I didn’t even stop from rolling my eyes. “It’s nothing. Forget it even happened.” Leaning back in the couch, I grabbing removed I turned the T.V back on. Arlo gave me a last look before sitting down beside me. “What do you want to do?” Arlo asked. There was only a western on or a 60’s game show. Neither sounded good so I just turned the T.V back off. “I don’t care. It’s not like I have options.” “I have these…” Arlo got up and walked over to a small desk that was in the corner. He opened a drawer and pulled out something before walking over to me and laying it in front of me. It was a drawing pad and colored pencils. My face lit up in excitement. My body moved quic

“Waylon?” My head was in my hands as I was leaned forward. Looking up, Charlotte was walking towards me, slowly. She was wearing a basic t-shirt and leggings but it looked so sexy on her. “What do you want?” If was in no mood for her shit if she came here to fight. “I wanted to apologize.” I had to blink a few times. This was a trick… right? “Oh?” “Yeah. I know you have been trying to help me and I keep pushing you away. It has been easier for me to not allow anyone to get to know me. As you could see, Nora turned her back on me pretty quickly. You found out who I was and locked me in a safe room.” “It was for your safety. So people thought you left and wouldn’t look for you. Besides, you were in there touching yourself, thinking of me.” “THE POINT IS…” She said loudly as trying to not address that statement. “I think we both can say that we have no handled things… well. Maybe we can restart?” “Restart? As in start over? You want to start over?” I asked to clarify. “Yes. I

“Shh.” Waylon whispered in my ear so low that I barely missed it. My back arched as my head landed on his shoulder. Absent mindlessly, my arm snaked around his neck as his hot breath moistened my neck. A shudder of satisfaction ran through me. “Waylon.” I whispered back. My legs already started shaking in anticipation. Waylon wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back, deeper into the cave. I think the men left but all I could focus on was his hands touching me. “Do you like that?” “OH Waylon!” I moaned in his ear. “Yes, princess? Tell me what you want.” “Mark me.” I spoke without thinking. My mind was so fuzzy that it didn’t even register what I was saying until it came out. His whole body froze as my words sank in. Shit! “I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean that. Heat of the moment.” I was so embarrassed that I pushed away from him. Fixing my pants and keeping my back towards him, I walked to the opening of the cave. Some distance between us felt good. Itwas killing me

My whole body froze as I turned slowly around. It took me a second but there was some movement about 50 yards away from me. As quietly as possible, I slipped behind a tree. My years of experience told me to relax my heart and control my breathing. Being scared wasn’t a luxury I had but there was always a sense of doom when facing a rogue by yourself. “MOMMA?” My neck cracked multiple times as it whipped to the side. A small boy, around the age of three was wondering around. Tears soaked his face and his clothes were torn. “MOMMA?” The rogue heard him and growled low as it hunched down. Completely unaware of the danger, the little boy kept walking. Panic rose up in me as I watched the rogue slowly creep up on the little boy. Nope. Not on my watch! Sprinting out from behind the tree, my legs moved precisely around the dense forest. Nothing was going to keep me from getting to the little kid. The rogue took off in a sprint towards the little boy. My legs were burning as I pushed as ha

"Oh? What what would that be?” Completely opening my eyes, I shifted so I could see his face more clearly. “No.” “No?” I asked confused. “No, I probably wouldn’t trust you. I haven’t given you much reason to. I can see how much you are trying to let me in. How you heart aches to be loved and accepted.” His fingers trailed down my cheek to my neck. “If I was you, I probably would have snapped your neck and rose off into the sunset. Going to some beach somewhere.” His fingers trailed over my cleavage and my arousal started filling the cave again. “So, w-why do… do you want m-me to trust you.” I spit out. It was a hard thing to do.Waylon smirked at my speaking troubles. “Because I know in my heart that I am being honest. I am doing everything in my power and in my way to save you. I have said that many times and I will keep saying it for as long or as much as you need to hear it. I want to be the only person you have ever trusted since you were 9. I want all of you in my bed every