Silent Heaven

Betrayal

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Quotes and meanings below.
"Speaking aloud"
'Speaking telepathically'
Subconscious thoughts, deep in the mind and cannot be heard by others at all.

Chapter 33: Betrayal

Fishing the key out from my pocket, my fingers make contact before pulling it out. Fitting the old key into the lock, a twist was all that was needed to unlock the apartment. Pulling my key out, I pull the door open and step inside.

Closing the door behind me, a heavy breath expels itself from my lungs. Slipping my way into the bedroom, the nightstand's drawer is pulled open as I retrieve my radio.

Sitting myself down upon the bed, my thoughts race as my eyes travel along the old radio's feature. Turning the knob, the radio is turned on. Immediately I am hit with the communication between my people, specifically those I had entrusted as my fellow leaders.

"In position." Anita Hobbs's strong voice is heard.

"Blackburn, got eyes on the specimen?" Archie Gregory spoke through a steady manner.

"Affirmative." Fergus Blackburn confirmed.

"10-4, Awaiting confirmation." The calm voice of John Colley reached my ears, all the information sounding like music to my ears.

"Subject's location, Colley?" My presence was made known within the session.

"Intersection of Levin and Matheson street, Hatfield." Colley responded.

"Confirmation of all units on standby?" My mind lays out the map, getting a good idea of the ambush.

"Awaiting your signal, Hatfield." Hobbs responded, all voices straightening up now that they are aware of my presence.

Aware of my team's strategy based on our previous success regarding Hecate's Executioner's suppression tactic, this attempt at subduing the weaker Executioner is expected to have little to no chance of failure. My excitement regarding this event going so well this far has me on the edge of my seat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, feel free to proceed. Now."

Hecate's POV

My rest was short lived, despite my comfortable surroundings. My body remained up against Pyramid's, his steady, yet decently heavy breathing informed me of his status. He was still awake, despite two hours having passed by me like the wind. The darkness within the room had thickened as a result of a number of candles finally melting to their end. The candles were added after my first year of being down here, now countless candles line the walls while sitting upon a long ledge engraved along the length of the walls. Slowly my eyes opened, the faint glimmer of the remaining half of the black candles reflected upon my orbs.

Upon sensing my eyes open, Pyramid's right hand moves from my waist to run along my hip. With three fingers he pulled my hips back tighter against his hot body, his abdomen and the start of his hips located behind me. This gentle, yet sensual body language reminded me of his painful desire, informing me that he is prepared to go again if I wished.

Feeling the desire to tease him, my hips slowly push downward as I scoot. He takes this into his own hands, pulling my backside down to meet the center of his hips in an urgent manner, causing a gasp to escape my lips. His shaft remained rock hard, his sticky, throbbing length pressing up against my backside. The pressure alone had been enough to cause a decent amount of precum to get released between us. The moisture was felt against my skin immediately, a heavy groan resulted from him.