Broken Revival

by Autumn Winchester

  “No one can find you from your name, anyway. You’re not truly a Brown, either,” he laughed.

  He was correct. I was adopted but chose to keep my last name, adding Hunter to the end. I was Elijah Brown-Hunter.

  That was why I used Elijah Hunter for my false documentation while bringing Galvin down. Elijah Brown for work purposes.

  Deciding we’d stay in, Dawn and I went to the pool house. She was nervous about it, but that could easily be because she was wearing her two-piece swimsuit, a huge robe wrapped around her for warmth. The path to the pool house was cleared of snow, but that didn’t mean it was any warmer outside.

  Dawn wore her hair up in a high bun so it wouldn’t get wet. I carried a backpack of a few snacks and water, along with towels. I had a bounce in my step as we made it to the door.

  When I opened the white door, the smell of chlorine and warmth hit us, and steam rolled out around us.

  “Wow,” Dawn said, entering before me. The pool house was completely open except for the bathroom and shower area. To one side, there were a few lounge chairs against the windows that could easily be opened during the summer.

  The clean blue pool, which was only five feet deep, sat close to the chairs and was heated all year long. On the other side, there was a hot tub, steam rising from it.

  “I don’t use them often, but it is nice when I have the time to enjoy it,” I said, leading Dawn farther into the room.

  She looked around the huge room in awe. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but I sat the backpack of items down near the chairs.

  “Come on,” I said, motioning to the pool first while she took off her white robe.

  Underneath, I expected the swimsuit she and Kelly had ordered. I didn’t expect what she had on. It was a skimpy two piece, a dark red string bikini and hardly covered anything on her. It wouldn’t take much for her breasts to spill out. The bottoms were tied on her hips in neat little bows.

  “Where did you get that one?” I asked, looking her up and down like I was ready to eat her. I licked my lips, knowing the game she was playing.

  “Mandy may have bought it for me,” she said, looking up through her eyelashes at me with a little smirk. “Do you like it?” she asked.

  “Very,” I said, trying to swallow and will down my erection. I almost had to wonder what had happened to my shy, sweet girl, but with her hanging out with Kelly and Mandy, and sometimes Emily, I was sure they helped my girl figure out ways to try and seduce me. “Come on,” I said, stepping into the pool, holding my hand out for her to join me.

  After a moment, she gripped my hand tightly and slowly entered the pool with me. She was surprised the water was warm, and she relaxed once it was up to the top of her breasts. They floated up, and I could see her hardened nipples.

  “Isn’t so bad?” I asked with a smile as I pulled her into a hug.

  She shook her head. Her green eyes looked at me with happiness and love.

  “Why don’t you come in here more often?” she asked, pushing up against me more.

  “Well, before you, I threw myself into work. I had nothing to do here at home.” I shrugged, enjoying the feeling of her breasts pushed up against me. I could just feel her warmth against my cock. “Now that you’re here, I have more reason to come.”

  “Is that so?” she asked sweetly, tilting her head upwards. I knew she was standing on her tippy toes so the water wouldn’t overtake her.

  “Yes,” I said, right before I met her lips with my own.

  Instantly, her lips molded into mine. I moved my right hand up her back to her neck, giving her support as she tilted her head back more. I took advantage of it, swiping my tongue along her mouth, seeking entrance. She opened with a gasp.

  My other hand stayed at her waist, playing with the tie of her bottoms.

  “Dawn,” I panted, breaking the kiss and leaning my forehead against hers, breathing deeply. “You’re playing with fire again.”

  “Am I?” she asked, trying to act coy.

  Oh, Dawn, you little minx, I thought. I smiled sweetly at her before pulling her closer to me. She was beginning to test her boundaries, and I was all too happy to help her discover them.

  “You certainly are,” I said, bending to kiss and nibble her neck, making her squeak in surprise.

  After a few minutes with her rubbing her heat along my hardened dick, I told her to hop out and head to the hot tub, where we could sit and relax. While she did that, I dug in the backpack, getting two bottles of water out, along with something special. She was more than ready.

  Dawn

  I’m not sure when it happened, but I was feeling brave. It could be that I was finally starting to look like a healthy human again, not just skin and bones. I had energy. I kept the house cleaned easily these days, and enjoyed spending time with Elijah and Lizzy and our friends. I wasn’t as shy as I once was. I willingly talked, stated my fears, and asked any questions without fear of being yelled at or hit, or shut away in a dark room.

  I sat down so the jets set on low relaxed my muscles. It was nice to not feel sore and tired all the time.

  He turned on the stereo, and Hozier began to play ‘Arsonist’s Lullaby’.

  “Enjoying the warm water?” Elijah asked, entering the tub and handing me a bottle of water, already opened.

  “Yes,” I said with a smile before taking a drink. “I could have used this those first few days I was here.”

  “I didn’t know you well, or how you would respond in those days—if it would scare you more or help you. I would have gladly let you come here if I’d known you might like it,” he said with a sad look in his eyes.

  “I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to be sore then,” I shrugged, setting my water off to the side. “I thought it was normal.”

  As we grew quiet, I scooted over so I was sitting right next to him. He sat leaning back with his eyes closed, relaxing. I quickly looked down, seeing his legs stretched out in front of him. Smiling, I reached over, laying my hand on his upper thigh and swirling my fingertips there.

  He opened his eyes slowly, looking at me, and moved his own hand to my thigh, copying my movements. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his warm hand on me before opening them and smiling at him shyly. I slowly moved my hand up, covering his hardness and pressing down just a tad, making him to moan.

  “Come sit on my lap, back to my front,” he said, helping me move so I wouldn’t fall. “Do you think you’re up to playing with a toy?”

  “I don’t know,” I answered once I was sitting on his lap, his cock pulsing just behind me. He had his hands on my hips, holding me still so I couldn’t move. “What kind of toy?” I was curious. I was already wet and ready.

  I’d found I liked playing around with Elijah. As I became braver, my needs seem to be more prominent.

  “This.” He brought out a small waterproof vibrator. It was light pink, and not very long at all. “It’s for beginners and has different levels of vibration so we can find out what you like best. If you don’t like it, we don’t have to use it.”

  “Okay,” I said, looking at the thing. I didn’t want to touch it, but I knew my face was bright red at just the thought.

  “Many women find them to be quite enjoyable, with more time and more experience. Just because you may not like this one, doesn’t mean you won’t like something else. They come in many different styles and shapes. This one here is jelly, so it will slip into your pussy easily, and feel closest to a real dick,” Elijah said. He laid it down on the edge of the hot tub before pulling me back more against his chest and gently moving my head so it lay against his shoulder.

  He began to kiss me along my neck, his hands slowly making their way gently down my arms. I kept my breaths even, enjoying the feeling.

  He then brought them back up to my breasts, massaging them through the material of my swim suit. I moaned lightly, arching into him for more.

  He gently pushed my swimsuit up and over my breasts, letting them float in the w
ater as he tweaked the nipples, making them both hard.

  “Are you wet for me yet?” he asked huskily.

  “I have been since we came in.”

  “Oh, you have, have you?” he said, slipping the ties around my bottoms undone on one side, then the other, before rubbing my mound through the fabric.

  “Yes,” I moaned, arching my hips upwards, trying to seek much-needed friction.

  “I see,” he hummed, removing his hands from me to lower his own trunks.

  Once he was situated again, he grabbed the vibrator and ran it down my body, from my breasts to my pussy. It wasn’t on yet; he was getting my body used to the feeling of it.

  “Let me know if you need me to stop,” he breathed as he turned the vibrator to the lowest setting as it sat on my inner thigh. It sort of tickled, but I stayed still as his hand began to roughly squeeze my breast.

  “Yes, Sir,” I said with a deep breath. I lifted my hands and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him even closer.

  Even slower, he moved the vibrator to my outer lips, being careful of putting any pressure on me there. After a short moment, he moved it up, hitting my clit, making me to moan out and arch upwards.

  “So responsive,” he said, watching me and my reactions closely. “You like it.”

  “More, please, Sir,” I begged in a breathy voice.

  He moved it down, inserting just the thin tip, and I could feel it all through my body. Slowly, he pushed it in, letting me get used to the feeling. It was warmed by the water and smaller than Elijah was, but it still felt good. Almost too good. It wouldn’t take much more for me to be pushed over the edge.

  He turned it up another notch. I gasped in shock as the wave of pleasure increased, warming my lower belly even more. His hand on my breast switched sides as he began to thrust the vibrator in and out, slowly, and not allowing it to hit my clit or g-spot.

  Before I could blink, he removed the device and moved me up just a little, where his pulsing cock slid right into me.

  “Ohh,” I moaned out, not expecting the sensation of being full so soon. I felt him throb inside me, and my walls wrapped around him, squeezing him tightly. I would never tire of him entering me. He was warm, and all man.

  “You are still so dang fucking tight,” he grunted out, slowly moving me up and down.

  With him inside me this way, he hit spots I didn’t know were there. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as he pushed upwards again.

  “I’m so close,” I managed to pant as he began to move faster, making my breasts bounce against the water, splashing it over the edges.

  “Me too,” he groaned. He moved one hand to my clit, pinching and rubbing, while the other pulled my hardened nipple.

  I cried out, my walls squeezing around him. He came, hard, squirting his cum, warming me even more.

  We sat there, both catching our breaths, basking in the warmth and the connection we shared. Lately, every time he touched me—even just a little touch—my skin sparked, igniting with fire. He was meant to be mine, and me his. We were one.

  Chapter 27

  Elijah

  I wasn’t sure about this, but Dawn was asking for it, both with her voice and her body. She had been teasing me again all morning while we worked in the kitchen and the rest of the house. I swear she wore those too-tight yoga pants and try to kill me. Every time she’d bend over, I could see she had no underwear on, and I was hard instantly. I tried to tame my thoughts, but it didn’t work—not with such a vixen teasing me endlessly.

  The day before, we had gone to the doctor’s office for Dawn to have a complete checkup, along with Lizzy. Dawn had mentioned wanting to know if she was able to carry children if we chose to later. With our daughter still so young, we didn’t want one right away, but I was thrilled Dawn was thinking about it. More than thrilled, actually.

  If she did have any issues that were fixable, we wanted to take the steps now while we could, and not be in a hurry to do so later when we knew we wanted more. I’m not sure what her doctor told her, but she came out all smiles. Dawn wouldn’t let me in there, which I could understand. I didn’t need to be, but would have if she’d asked. I had to guess that whatever they talked about, it was good.

  I was thrilled Dawn could be in a doctor’s office without me in her sight, showing me she was healing—moving on from the tragic life she had been forced to live.

  “Do you want more children, Elijah?” Dawn asked as we were enjoying a movie late one afternoon. The sun was shining through the window while Lizzy played with a few of her toys on the floor close by. She was getting big way too fast.

  “If you want to, absolutely,” I had answered, looking at her with my entire attention.

  “I think I do,” she mused aloud. “I mean, I didn’t ever think I would be able to have one after the one I lost, but with Elizabeth, I can see me having at least one.”

  “We can try, at least. If you can’t, we can adopt,” I answered. I didn’t mind adopting one bit. We had already adopted Lizzy, and it wouldn’t take much to adopt another—or two.

  Lizzy was growing, gaining weight like a normal baby would. She was behind in a few motor skills, but it wasn’t anything to worry about. She was six months old and was now just able to sit up by herself, but she was the happiest baby we could have asked for. She fussed a little with teething but she had yet to get sick, which was good considering she was so small at birth. Lilly had gotten a nasty cold shortly after Christmas, and I had worried Lizzy would catch it, but she never did.

  Lizzy had left with my mother, having a girl’s day, and Dawn had been set on teasing me all morning. I couldn’t help but pounce on her when the moment came.

  She had just shut the front door when I pinned her up against it, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head. She lightly squeaked in fright before relaxing against me with a smug smile.

  “Are you trying to test me?” I whispered near her ear, pushing my hard cock into her core.

  “No, Sir,” she answered all too sweetly with a smug smile still in place. She pushed back against me, almost making me to moan. Swallowing, I moved back a step, still keeping Dawn pinned to the door. I looked her up and down, imagining her naked and sprawled out before me. I could see her bent over the couch, or my desk, with her ass sticking out, waiting for me.

  “Are you really sure you want to do this?” I asked, keeping my voice calm and collected, letting her take control for the moment, but also letting my Dom voice come out. I knew she would never allow me to be her Master, and I was okay with that.

  “Absolutely, Sir,” Dawn replied, going straight into sub mode, but not dropping her eyes from my own. My cock twitched.

  “I’ll give you one more chance,” I said, letting go of her hands. I knew this was coming, but I wasn’t sure if she was up to it yet, or if she really knew what was expected. “If this is what you want, I will be more than happy to oblige, but if not, you have to let me know now before we go any further, Dawn.”

  Instead of replying, she kneeled in front of me in the most perfect pose I could ever ask for. She had her hands, palms down, on her bent knees. Her hair was tied back in a simple braid which fell over her shoulder, and she kept her head down. Her knees were only an inch apart.

  I couldn’t wait to see her in other waiting positions, but not today.

  “I am here to please you, Sir,” she said in a low voice filled with lust. She remained in position, not moving other than to breathe.

  "I want you naked, kneeling by the bed within three minutes,” I said, thinking of which toys to bring down from my playroom, hoping I was making the right decision on this. I was afraid it was too soon, but she was in an overly good mood today, so hopefully she wouldn’t have any issues.

  Without saying a word, Dawn stood and made her way upstairs. I could hear her soft footsteps once she reached the landing.

  Giving her some time to both strip and make sure her thoughts were on what was to come, I made my way to the playroom.<
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  With a deep breath, I grabbed a silk rope, and the smallest butt plug, along with some lube, just to see what she should do. I wasn’t sure I would even use either of them on her at this time. Whips were out of the question. I don’t think I could bring myself to ever use them on her.

  Making my way back downstairs, I entered the bedroom. There, by the bed, kneeled my girl in the same way she had taken downstairs, but naked. Setting the items down on the side dresser, I began to strip my clothes. I could hear Dawn’s breathing pick up as I unzipped my pants, and I couldn’t help but smile at her reaction.

  “What color are you?” I asked, taking off my boxers.

  “Green, Ma . . . Sir,” she said.

  “If you would like, you can all me Sir, or Mr. Brown,” I said, giving the option. I loved the way Master almost fell from her lips just moments earlier.

  “Sir,” she said with a sexy smile, glancing up at me through her eyelashes.

  “I am very pleased with you, kitten,” I said, running the pad of my finger along her cheek. I could see my praise was much needed, as her face brightened instantly. “Now.” I lifted her head up with my finger under her chin. “I want my cock in your mouth.”

  Without any prompts, she licked the tip, making me hiss before she took me halfway in. Without any foreplay, she sucked on me, making me to moan deep in my throat. She was testing my control, and we had only just started.

  “Slower,” I ground out, tangling my hands in her hair, not caring if it got messed up.

  She slowed, licking the underside of my cock, right along the vein. I wanted to pound into her warm wet mouth, but held myself back, letting her tease me, bringing me to the edge before I pulled her head back by her hair. I took a small step back from her. This wasn’t about my pleasure.

  “Up on the bed. Lie on your back,” I demanded.

  It didn’t take her long before she lay there—still, but not as relaxed.