Slamming the door shut, I ran to my bedroom and walked over to my closet where I left my backpack filled with emergency items that consist of toiletries, $1000 emergency cash, a couple outfits of clothes.
I jumped and grabbed the strap of the bag. It fell off the shelf with a jerk. I sat the suitcase down and took off Lucifer’s clothes as I put my own clothes. The hoodie I had on helped hid my face as I pulled the hood over my head. I pulled on my jeans and slipped on some old torn running shoes before taking one last look around the room.
I grabbed my backpack, my eyes caught Lucifer’s sweater and I moved to pick it up and shoved it into my backpack before slipping the straps over my shoulder and heading out the door.
I went out the back door of the apartment and began a jog toward downtown. First thing first in losing someone or running away, I needed to find transportation. After, I needed to find a place to stay. I walked until I was able to stop a cab ordered him to drive me to the airport.
Running away this time was different. There was an ache in my chest and my thoughts were all about Lucifer. You’re mine. His words echoed in my mind. I chewed my bottom lip to stop me from feeling this way but I was consumed with so much pain. It was hard not to recognize what it was. Lucifer was more than a boss.
God, how much worser can this situation be? I needed to be far away, maybe I will go to Korea or possibly Europe. Canada sounds nice.
After arriving at the airport and paying for a one way ticket to Canada I sat and waited. I glanced a couple of times up on the screen to check and it seems like hours when it was only an hour before my flight was called.
I felt a little relieved when I sat down on a window seat and waited for the plane to take off. I clutched my backpack with me and stared out the window. I was completely zoned out when I felt someone sit next to me and a familiar cologne wrapped itself around me.
I turned around to see it wasn’t Lucifer. Of course, other people will wear his cologne. God, I had to stop thinking about him. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, intent on falling asleep throughout this whole ride. What I didn’t expect was a rough voice ordering the man next to me stand up.
My eyes flew opened to see Lucifer standing right here glaring at me. My heart was galloping so fast I couldn’t feel or hear anything but my heart.
“No way, man. This is my seat.” The man next to me spoke. “Get your own.”
Lucifer’s hand came down hard on the man’s shoulder. I heard the man whimper in pain. Two more men moved to stand next to Lucifer. I was still blinking as it was still very shocking to see him here. His hard set stare burning holes through me.
“Fine! This is your seat.” He muttered angrily before standing up and walking away. Lucifer moved to sit down next to me. The two other moved back to sit in their own seats. I turned awkwardly to stare at the front. Lucifer’s hands were folded in his lap.
He didn’t say anything and it was a little scary as I felt the anger rolling off from him. When the plane started and the workers came on the line to give us the talk down on airplane etiquette, I adjusted myself in my seat.
Lucifer’s hand came out and was placed on my thigh. I turned to look at him. He must’ve went home and changed because he now wore light denim pants, a white v-neck undershirt over a long sleeve denim button up over it. The sleeves were rolled up carelessly to show his nicely built forearms. It gave him a laid back but yet dangerously sexy look.
“Why?” He asked, his voice cold and hard. My eyes flickered back up to meet his gaze.
“The real question is why are you here.” I whispered back. His hand tightened.
“You will not run away from me, Rayna.” He growled angrily and a shiver ran down my back and down to my core. I licked my lips and squirmed in my seat.
“You can’t stop me. I am a person and I have a mind of my own. You don’t own me-” He crushed his lips onto mine so hard I think he bruised them. His hand made it to the back of my hair and tugged on tightly causing a whimper to leave my lips. He bit down on my lips hard before moving down my jawline to my neck where he proceeded to suck hard. I was a blithering mess by the time he stopped.
HIs eyes were hooded with desires and his lips were just as red and swollen as mine. He pinched my chin as he pulled me close to him.
“How many times do I have to tell you, you are mine for you to understand that?” He asked in a heated voice.
“I can’t do this.” I murmured. “You and I-”
He crushed his lips on mine again. The plane has taken off and as soon as it was safe, Lucifer effectively moved so that no one could see me before slipping a hand into my lap.
“What are you doing?” I pushed his hands away as soon as they made for my sweats.
“Do you want me to rip them?” He asked in a husky voice.
I slowly took my hands away. He pulled my sweats back and a second later I felt his hand down my panty and touching my clit. I bit my lip to stop from moaning. My eyes moves to find his and he was looking at me again with those smoldering eyes.
He rolled my clit around and I was gasping silently. When he pinched I whimpered.
“Lucifer please.” I begged him. I wasn’t sure to stop or to continue. He leaned in and sucked on my neck again.
“You’re so wet.” He whispered huskily and stuck a finger inside me. Shamelessly I began rocking my hips. He pulled back and I whimpered at the lost of his hand. A moment later he returned with the egg vibrator. I shook my head but he slipped inside my wet folds and turned it on.
I gripped the chair so hard as wave after wave of pleasure ran through me. Im sure im flushing red with heat spreading all over my body.
He leaned close to my ear. “Moan for me baby. I want to hear you.”
No. I shook my head. He smirked wickedly and the speed increased. I gasped as my pleasure heightened. I was squirming so much in my seat.
“Fuck.” I whispered harshly. “Lucifer stop-”
He increased the speed again and leaned closer to my ear. “Tell me you are mine and I will stop.”
“No.” I snapped. He chuckled darkly. The intensity inside of me was about to snap.
“Say it.” He ordered.
I squeezed my eyes tightly and the grip on my seat tightened.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Im cumming.
“Fuck, ok, I’m yours.” I nearly shouted as the last of my control was slipping.
The speed increased to a fast vibration that hit me all in the right spot. I came but Lucifer covered my cries with his lips, muffling and taking everything from me. I didn’t realize my hands moved to scratch at his neck as the intensity of my orgasm was blinding until I pulled back after coming back down that I saw scratch marks.
“You will be punished once we landed. This is just a taste of what is to come.” He whispered against my lips after we broke apart from the kiss.
He adjusted himself in his seat, I glanced around to see no one had noticed and I was glad. I fixed myself in my seat before turning to glance out the window.
Was I really willing to take this chance? Lucifer was right. He has said over and over again I was his it was just me denying it. My mind went back to him allowing me control. Why would he allow me to control him?