Chapter 3 Kiss ìNdigo

Eggust’s POV I stared at the girls on the bed in front of me as we intertwined our bodies together, their moans almost like a storm and movements gentle, just the way I liked. It was as if we acted out a scene that I had already played in my head, doing exactly what I wanted without me having to say a single word. They knew just how to please me, I made sure of that. They weren’t my usual type, but they would make do for now. I got off on fucking women that looked just like her, because that the was the closest I got to her. I used to be a part of her world, but somehow she shut me out completely. I missed the bond we once shared, the way she looked at me and saw right through me. What existed between us was volatile, she made me feel like a liquid in a container bursting with joy. I had hoped my newly acquired toys would give me a bit of that feeling. I had told them once how I expected them to behave and they, my perfect little lambs, knew not to disobey or not act accordingly. If they disobeyed me they would get punishments, not the kind that would make them shriek wantonly for my cock to grease just the walls of their pussies, but the kind that would peel off their tender skin. I sat on a chair an inch away from the bed with my legs crossed and hands folded, my eyes staring at everything they did, not missing any single detail, before one of the girls pulled away from the other one and began to crawl towards me on all fours. I stared at her naked body, noting her curves and beauty marks and still remained silent as she pulled down my zipper and then brought out my cock. She stared at it like a prize she had been working all her life to get. It still wasn't erect yet, it rarely ever was on its own but the woman holding it had never been deterred by that and she wasn't going to start now. Her tongue slid over my veins, enjoying the slightly salty taste and manly scent wafting from it before she began to circle her tongue around the tip of my cock, her hand now wrapping around the base as she began to softly massage it, moaning as she did so. The other girl, a perfect replica of the one on my cock glided over to my lap, sitting with my thigh between her legs while her hands pulled apart the buttons of my shirt, moving it around my chest, her lips meeting mine in a gentle kiss as she began to grind her pussy on me. All of this I let happen without reacting back, my mind was somewhere else, focused on someone else. The only woman that turned me on, the only woman that made me want to fuck. I was getting tired of my whores, they did nothing new that intrigued me. It was the same thing over and over again. I only liked them because they look like her, which was the reason I picked them in the first place. I was distracted for a while, until the girl on my thigh pulled her lips away from mine and moved to my chest, moving her tongue over my perfectly toned body, her neck now fully exposed with a scent lingering from it that was enough to send me into insanity. In a flash, all of the blood in my body pumped back to life as I grabbed the girl's head and lifted it up, digging my teeth into the soft flesh of her neck while the other hand went to the girl sucking on my cock and shoved it down, my member flickering back to life when I hit the back of her throat, vibrations buzzing through my body from how good it felt. Perhaps it was because I couldn't see their faces but I didn't care. I couldn't. I always preferred when I wasn't able to but their bodies weren't bad to look at either. Not when they had worked so hard to look like the one person I actually desired. My tongue flickered over the place I bit as I sucked over her sensitive skin, a low growl pouring out of my lips as her face came to my head. Her scent was the only thing I wished to bathe myself in till every part of me smelled like her. Like she was marking me as her territory which I was. I belonged to Juss Indigo in every lifetime that we existed in but she just didn't know it yet, and I was prepared to wait for her till she realized I was all she would ever need then never let her out of my sight. If only she knew the things I planned to do to her. I was obsessed with her, it scared me, it would scare her too if she found out, I thought. She had claimed me without knowing, there is no one else for me. No one but her. But right now, my starved cock needed to feed. I pulled my face away from her neck, grabbed her waist and turned her around then impaled her pussy into my cock, a cuss flying out of my mouth as her warm walls squeezed around it, my hands squeezing hard on her breasts while I repeatedly shoved myself into her. The second girl began to kiss the one on my body while she fucked herself with her fingers but none of it mattered. All of my thoughts centered on the scent coming from the girl riding me, Juss's face flashing again and again in my head, her voice begging me not to stop fucking her as hard I was, shivers flowing through my body as I massaged her breasts even tighter, feeling myself getting closer to my release, my thrusts increasing in pace before I cummed inside her, a low guttural sound echoing through the room as the other girls followed suit, their moans drowning mine as they orgasmed as well. The moment I was done with releasing my seed inside her, I pushed her off my body to the bed, feeling a rush of disgust and anger fill my body as I stood from the chair and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door close as I gripped the sink in front of my mirror, my eyes staring into my reflection as I cussed again, "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." For many years, I had tried my hardest to feel some sort of... Pleasure during my sexual activities and although my body reacted to it at the beginning, I always ended up feeling like I had just taken in something disgusting that was tearing me apart from the inside and never being fully satisfied enough. It was like an itch that no matter what I did to make it go away it stayed till it spread into hives, worsening with every day that passed and all of this was because of a woman that I had still not been able to set my eyes on in years. A being that had possibly forgotten about me. I couldn't understand how she held so much control over me when I had not even fucked her yet but I didn't mind it at all. I told myself that the moment I held her in my arms, everything would make sense and I would finally be able to punish her for taking away my heart and soul without my permission. Although I couldn’t be near her, I had been watching her for years. When she goes for her morning run, when she goes to school and when she gets back, her favorite food, drink, as well as perfume. I knew everything about her, from the things she loved to do and the things she didn’t. Even the bastard she fucked. I was racked with jealousy every time I saw them together. I wanted to claim her and make her see that there was no one else for her but me. I imagined what her reaction would be. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I brought it out, picking up the call with my face in a visible frown as I pressed it to my ear, answering in a voice that was displeased with the disturbance. "You know better than calling, Ezekiel. A text would have been fine." My personal assistant knew that but he also knew his boss would have his head if he only sent a message about what he called for because I barely ever read his messages. "I apologize, Sir but this is a matter I was sure you would wish to hear about." "Then speak. What is it?" "Miss Juss Indigo, Sir. She is back in the country.."