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“Your darkness matches my darkness.” Her eyes soften, and I run my thumb over her bottom lip. “Let me get you out of here.”
She sniffs again and nods. “Okay.”
Her wet dress hits the linoleum with a splat as I lift her into my arms and carry her into the room. Shuffling through my drawer, I pull out one of my worn T-shirts and lower it over her head. It completely engulfs her, more of a dress than a shirt.
She pushes her hair back off her face and tucks it behind her ears. A hint of pink washes over her cheekbones as she gazes up at me.
“You look perfect.” I kiss her forehead. Even after the warm shower, she still feels cold. I pull back the blanket, making a spot for her to climb in. “I’m going to go make you some tea.”
The second I’m out of the room, I text Matthias.
Me: There was a guy named Thomas at the party. Find him.
Matthias: Any other information?
Me: He hurt Misty.
Matthias: Give me twenty.
Me: Make it ten.
The water boils, and I drop in the bag of chamomile tea and stir in some honey. I trust Matthias to find the asshole; it’s only a matter of time. If I have to haul in every Thomas in attendance and question them individually, so fucking be it.
Misty’s sitting up in bed, knees pulled to her chest under the blanket. The collar of her shirt is darkened from her damp hair, and there are goose bumps where the strands touch her neck.
I grab her hair dryer off the vanity, and she gives me a small smile as I approach.
“Are you freaking serious?”
“You’re cold.”
“I’m tired.”
I shift her forward so I can sit behind her, my back pressed against the headboard, both legs on either side of her. “It’s a good thing I’m the one doing it, then, isn’t it?”
“This is ridiculous?—”
Her words are cut off by the whoosh of the dryer. I take my time, deliberately being mindful of tangles. It probably takes twice as long than if she’d done it, but by the time I’m done, she’s looking up at me with hooded eyes.
Her tongue sneaks out and wets her bottom lip. “Make me forget, Damon.”
Fuck me. Power washes over me. At being the one she asked, at being the one that can take her pain from her.
I flip our positions so I’m over her, elbows bent, and she’s cradled beneath me. I take her lips in mine in a slow, delicate kiss, taking my time as I devour her. She moans softly when I make my way down her ear, nipping at her earlobe before traveling lower. “Relax for me, wife.”
Her body goes languid in my hands as I travel lower, following the path her pleasured sounds lead me down. I swirl my tongue around her nipple over her shirt until the fabric’s wet and it’s a solid peak. Misty’s fingers dig into my hair, both pushing and pulling me as I kiss down her sternum, lifting the hem of her shirt to expose more of her as I descend between her knees. It’s not until her pretty pink pussy’s in front of me that I pause to check in with her.
Her gaze is hooded, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, and her back’s arched off the bed, practically begging me for more.
I suck on her thigh, teeth scratching the surface, leaving a mark. Her fingers curl painfully in my hair as she guides me to where she needs me. I bury my nose against her clit, breathing in her sweet smell before licking along her seam. Her hips jerk against me, and I hold them in place as I work my tongue back and forth, bringing her closer to her orgasm with each touch. My cock’s rock hard against the bed, begging me to be touched, but all that matters is her pleasure.
Her hips rock into me, begging for more, and I circle two fingers around her entrance. She cries out as I push them deep inside her, curling them against her G-spot.
Her words change to pleas for more, and I give it to her, sucking her clit as I twist my fingers deep inside her until she pulses around my fingers. Her orgasm crashes around her, and I kiss her slowly, delicately, over her skin until she squirms away from me.
“Sensitive.” She hums, head lolling to the side. I get off her and drape her limbs over my chest, needing her as close as possible.
Her hand travels down my abs, but I stop it before she can cup my cock through my boxers. “I will fuck you, but not tonight. Go to sleep, Nymph.”
