Awakening Ch. 02: Reckoning

Shit, thought Rebecca. Lindsay can't find him like this. She carefully pulled his pants up, tucking his penis back inside his shorts, and tried to make Robert look as inconspicuous and normal as possible. Not an easy task.

Noticing a refrigerator in the garage, Rebecca ran over and grabbed half a dozen beer cans, opening each and emptying them into the flower bed. She scattered the empty cans around the foot of Robert's chair, hoping that Lindsay would simply assume he had drunk himself into a stupor. Not very in character, but it was a better explanation than "the next-door neighbor fucked him into a coma". She took one more beer out and poured some of it down Robert's throat, spilling a bit on his clothes so that he would smell like booze. That was as good as it was going to get. Rebecca quickly and shamefully darted across her lawn back toward her own house.

Rebecca slipped inside the front door of her house, trying to be quiet and not disturb Steven. She wasn't sure if she could face him right now, knowing her pussy was currently overflowing with two different men's cum. Three, if you count Steven last night.

But it was no use. Steven heard the door close. He called down the stairs, "Rebecca? Is that you?"

Sighing in resignation, she responded. "Yeah, I just got back from the gym. Are you hungry? Do you want me to make us some dinner?"

Steven appeared at the top of the stairs, clearly unsteady. "Yeah, that would be good, I think," he said carefully. "I'm not feeling so good today, Becks."

He hadn't called her "Becks" in years. Probably the last time had been while they were still dating, before he had even proposed. When everything was shiny and new, every day a discovery. Hearing it made Rebecca smile.

"I'll go put on a can of chicken soup. Won't take long, we'll get you feeling better in no time," Rebecca replied gently, helping Steven take a seat in the living room. She turned to walk toward the kitchen.

Marin, thankfully, stayed dormant during this interaction. Still, Steven found himself drawn to his wife in a completely new way. He loved her, of course. But now he needed her. Still shaky and exhausted, he pushed himself off the couch and followed his wife into the kitchen, not able to stand being so far away from her.

Rebecca had already pulled out a can of soup and started pouring it into a pot on the stove when Steven came up behind her. She felt his breath on her neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Smells so good," he said drowsily.

"You should go lie down," Rebecca said with a careful smile.

Steven nuzzled at her neck as Rebecca stirred the soup, and she closed her eyes in contentment. But as she stirred, Steven's grip tightened, grasping her hips with a now-familiar need. Rebecca felt his member harden against her back, causing her pussy to spasm involuntarily at the thought of him inside her.

"Really," she protested despite the tingling sensation in her core. "You should lie down. You're weak, you need to get your strength back."

Steven opened his mouth and let his lower lip drag across Rebecca's neck, breathing out as he did so. Rebecca felt her knees go weak at the sensation, her eyelids fluttering with arousal.

"I love you so much, Rebecca," Steven said quietly into her ear. From farther away, Rebecca heard that laughter again. Her mind was clouded and confused.

"I want you," Steven continued, still pressing up against her and caressing her with sensual grace.

Rebecca closed her eyes and turned around, not sure who was in control, but terrified to lose her husband, now filled with so much life and love. She directed her thoughts inward and begged, almost in prayer. Please, Marin. Please let me be with him. Don't take him from me.

She felt a nod of acceptance deep within her as she reached an unsteady truce with the malevolent force residing in her mind. Rebecca let Steven lift her up, basking in the newfound connection she was experiencing with her husband.

"Becks," Steven whispered between kisses. "Let's make a baby."

Rebecca closed her eyes and gave herself over to Steven, to the tune of Marin's maniacal laughter roaring from the distant corners of her mind.

End of Chapter 2

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