126 - Night Alone

*Some women relax with a glass of wine and a bubble bath. Others with a book. But some of us relax by being strapped to a cross and having a whip taken to our back. – Evie*

Darkness followed Vin and his Jeep back to the house. When they turned onto the road leading to their cul-de-sac, he wanted to turn around and head back to the little bungalow across town. He loved his niece and nephews. Loved having them with him and Camille. There was no way that he would change his life.

He loved the hectic life of having three kids in their lives and house. And everything that came along with them.

At some point, he wanted to have babies of their own. But not yet. He wanted to enjoy having Camille to himself at night once again.

Mitch had finally quit having night terrors and was no longer coming to sleep in their room. But more than once, the older ones had come to them with concerns or questions. Something that may not actually be of dire importance. But at that moment in time, it is to them.

Vin did not want to attend his parents’ alma mater, and was afraid that he would disappoint someone. Nicki had come up one night when she was feeling bad over some harsh words that she had remembered saying to her mom. All three of the kids had come up the night before and the night of Jasper’s birthday. Darkness expected the same to happen in May when it was Keisha’s birthday.

And to say the least, their sex life had been on a brief pause. In the last few months, it has been picking up. But it had also been fairly plain. Vanilla. And neither of them was very vanilla.

The last time that they had been up in Massachusetts, he had gone to see Evie and she showed him the basement. For the most part, it looked like a regular basement. But there was a room with a lock on the door that kept her personal dungeon away from prying eyes.

Camille had already told Kilo that she wanted something similar in the house that he was designing for them. Basements were not feasible down here in Louisiana. It was more likely to flood during a hurricane than provide any type of protection or storage.

Instead of turning around, he turned onto their road and then pulled into the driveway. As they coasted to a stop, he reached down and caressed Camille’s leg as he put his feet down. The bike came to a stop, and she squeezed him tight around his waist.

After turning off the engine, Darkness placed his hand over hers. Thoughts of Austin filled his mind, and he remembered what she felt like straddling his lap on the bike. He barely kept the moan from escaping his mouth as she pressed herself even closer to his back.

“You have no idea how wet I am right now,” Camille whispered.

“I plan on finding out,” he assured her over his shoulder.

Before they could say anything else, Mitch ran over to unhook Tink from the custom seat on the back. “Can Tink go with us over to Pappa Zy’s house?”

“I don’t see why not,” Camille told him as she removed her half-helmet.

Darkness removed his own helmet and then helped his wife off the back of the bike. They walked up to the front door with their fingers linked together.

Vin unlocked the front door as Mitch told his brother and sister that Tink would be going with them tonight. Nicki looked at Camille with concern etched on her face.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, hun, I am. He is mainly to take care of me if an episode hits me while I am out. When I’m at home, I’m safe.”

The younger woman nodded, and her thin braids bounced around her head. “If you’re sure…”

“I’m very sure.”

“Why don’t you three go pack your clothes for tonight and I’ll go get the game console,” Darkness suggested.

“Can we beat Pappa Zy at Mario Kart?” Mitch asked with excitement.

“Without a doubt,” Darkness chuckled as Camille responded with, “Even blindfolded and one handed.”

“Awesome!” Mitch exclaimed as he ran for the stairs. “Come on, Tink!”

The Doberman Pinscher looked up at his mistress who gave a command with her hand and released him from his duties. With a quick excited yip, the dog followed his newest favorite person.

“I think your dog has traded you in for my brother,” Nicki laughed.

“I don’t blame him,” Camille laughed, watching the dog scramble up the stairs to rush down the hall to Mitch’s room. “I can be a bit much at times.”

Nicki shook her head, “No, you’re just right.” She moved over and hugged the woman only a few years older than herself.

As the three kids made their way up to their rooms on the second floor, Darkness turned and pulled Camille into his arms. Burying his hand in her hair, he forced her hair back and leaned in for a quick kiss. The kiss deepened and they were both panting when he finally ended the kiss.

“Why don’t you go up and draw yourself a bath? Go get you one of the premixed pretend margaritas that you like and go have a good soak. I’ll get them all packed up and over to Zy.”

Pressing up on her toes, she gave him a quick kiss, “It’s a real margarita. It’s just in a glass bottle instead of a margarita glass.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” he grinned at her.

With another quick kiss, he turned her around and gave her a gentle push towards the kitchen. After giving her ass a light swat, he turned towards the stairs and headed for the game room loft area to unhook the game console.

When they received the game console from Camille’s dad, they had also received a travel bag that was padded and made to carry the console, controllers, cords and any accessories along with the games.

Darkness did not think that they would ever actually use the bag. Now with some of the restrictions lifted, they were using the bag at least once a month. He had the process of packing everything away down to an art.

Once they had everything packed and loaded into the back of the Jeep, he loaded up Tink’s portable bed and small bag of dog food with a food and water bowls.

Zydeco’s house was closer to where the little bungalow was, and the kids could get there without any issue. But Darkness still waited for the text message confirming that they had arrived before he headed upstairs.

In their bedroom, he found the lights turned low and the plant stand was dismantled. A wooden cross stood in its place.

Camille stepped out of the bathroom, dropping her towel.

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