AllFreeNovel
Share Us
There was no fear there. Only love and trust and raw need when she gave a faint nod.
But it wouldn’t last. It couldn’t.
“Make it go away.”
I passed my lips across the bruises on her throat then pressed them to the spot below her ear and whispered, “I’m here. I’ve got you.”
Unlocking her legs from my hips, I shifted back and brought her leg around me, trailing the tips of my fingers up and down her thigh as I did. With a smirk, I flipped her onto her stomach and gripped her hips, roughly jerking on them so she was on her knees.
I ran my hand up and down her spine as I moved to kneel between her legs, watching as a chill spread across her body. She pushed back against me when I stroked her ass and widened her legs, her breaths already rough and uneven.
Gripping her tightly, I pushed roughly into her, my head dropping back and a groan building deep in my chest when she cried out.
Breathy. Erotic. Pleading.
I slid out and forced her back onto my cock just so I could hear that sound again. And again.
I drove into her harder than before, wanting to lose myself completely. Wanting to give her what was real between us.
That was what she needed to face those demons.
We didn’t do gentle. It wasn’t how she wanted to be handled. She didn’t want anything that would be seen as weak. Where she would feel weak. She wouldn’t want me treating her like she was breakable—especially now.
But even as I moved, I could feel it. See it. The way her body was slowly tensing. The way her hands were starting to grip rather than cling to the comforter.
I
curled my body around hers and slid my hand over one of hers, lacing our fingers as I wrapped my other arm around her belly.
She jerked, her breaths suddenly coming too sharp and fast and having nothing to do with what I was doing to her.
The rocking of my hips slowed but was no less forceful.
I brushed my mouth across the spot between her shoulder blades then higher on her shoulder. “I’ve got you.”
Her head moved back and forth like she was moving in water. “No.”
“Stay with me, Chaos. I’ve got you.”
When the only response was her heaving breaths and a shaking that started deep within her, I sat us back and used our interlaced hands to grip her chin and turn her head toward me.
I pressed my mouth to hers and said, “I was made for you. You were made for me. Stay with me.”
“Move,” she whispered against my lips.
I leaned back to look at her eyes, shining with unshed tears.
Her head dropped to my shoulder. “God, Kieran, please move. I trust you. Just don’t stop.”
I pushed in slowly once . . . twice . . . then held tight against her stomach as I moved inside her. The whole time watching her face and feeling her body against mine. The way she relaxed and her lips parted. The whispers of “I trust you,” and the way her eyes fluttered shut the harder my movements became until I finally found my release inside her.
Her body never tensed again.
“Who are you with?”
“You.”
“Trust me?”
