A/N: everyone say "thank you, B" for the chapter tonight. This one was a struggle because of my health but here we are! :')
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The boys finally say their goodbyes at 1:30 in the morning after I had to put my foot down and say we weren't going to play a fiftieth round of fucking Uno. Dom, Finn, and Carlito walk out the door laughing at stupid jokes that I can't help but smile and shake my head at.
"Are you sure you don't want me to stay? I really think I should," Damian asks softly as he walks out the door.
I lean against the frame and nod.
"I'm sure, D. I'll be fine, I promise. I'm feeling better already. I just need...sleep," I say.
Truthfully, it's not a lie. I fucking need sleep. I haven't slept but maybe a collective ten hours in the last week. Even so, I have a feeling that still won't be changing tonight.
Damian stares at me unconvinced before he finally sighs and nods, accepting defeat. He wishes me a good night, telling me to sleep all day tomorrow if I need to, and walks to his truck.
I watch as the boys leave before shutting the door. I reach for the lock, but my phone buzzes in my pocket and I hesitate. Pulling it out, I read the single word message, instantly knowing what she wants.
Don't.
Staring at the lock on the door, I take a deep breath and turn, walking away and heading upstairs to my room. I'm mid-debate on whether I should shower now or when I wake up when I hear the creak of footsteps on the stairs.
My heart rises into my throat and I panic, locking my bedroom door. The doorknob rattles softly, then roughly. I jump at the rough knock on the door.
"Y-You shouldn't be here!" I shout weakly.
"Then why did you leave the door unlocked, babygirl?" She asks in a teasing voice. "Open the door Rhea."
It has my knees going weak almost instantly. The need and desire flooding through my veins is strong. Strong enough to make me walk to the door and unlock it. Just as I open it, a hand wraps around my throat. Squeezing hard enough to cut off my airway so my voice comes out as a wheeze.
"Please.."
She backs me into the room, trailing her free hand up my arm and entangling it in my hair, pulling it back. I whimper as my head jerks, gulping against her hand.
"Tell me what you want, babygirl," she whispers, her dark brown eyes sucking me in, drawing me deeper and deeper into a state of lust as I reach out and grab her hips, gripping them.
Electra's eyes flutter in delight as the backs of my legs hit the bed. She licks over her teeth and now I fucking understand why my fans salivate and bark like dogs every time I do it.
"I-I want to cum," I whisper.
She smirks and shoves me backwards onto the bed. I gasp as Electra climbs over me, and rips the clothes from my body effortlessly. My breath comes out like pants as she hovers over me, taking me in, eyeing every inch of my body before she slides her nose across my cheek, whispering in my ear.
"As you wish," she says.
I watch as she plants kisses across my chest, squirm under her grasp when she grips my waist, and gasp again when she flips me over onto my stomach. I hear a flick and then feel something cold, familiar, and sharp sliding down my spine.
A smile crosses my lips at the feeling of goosebumps I get when she traces shapes on my back with the blade. Fuck it's thrilling.
Never thought I had a knife play kink before.
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