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She nodded from where her head rested on my shoulder, her bottom lip captured in her teeth.

“Then bend over and keep your eyes on me.”

It was immediate. As soon as she rested her chest on the bed, her ass in the air and in my hands, her body tensed and a crippling breath ripped from her.

Every demon, Chaos.

I’ll fight every one.

“Look at me,” I ground out, my grip on her tightening.

Her eyes were vacant when she twisted her neck to look at me.

“I’ve got you. Stay with me.”

Nothing.

I curled over her, gritting my teeth and pressing my forehead between her shoulder blades. I clenched the comforter in my hands as I tried to force him to show.

Come on, you fuck.

His need for her mixed with mine and consumed me immediately.

Need to devour her.

Need to protect her.

Need to love her.

Pull her closer. Keep her safe, safe, safe.

“Feel me. Hear me,” I demanded, my voice low and rough. “I’ve got you.”

A shudder ripped through her and passed to me.

“You’re mine.”

“Took you long enough to realize that,” she breathed, her tone exhausted but amused.

I lifted my head from her back to look at the smile lighting her face. Pressing my head to her back again, I gripped her possessively and waited for the darkness to leave and the jarring breaths to return before I pulled out of her.

Hooking my arm around her waist, I tugged her to the bed with me and pulled her close.

I brushed the hair from her face and stared into her dark eyes, wanting to say and ask a hundred things.

Was she okay? Why the hell was she smiling?

I’d failed. I hated that I’d had to bring out the monster to finish it.

“Comfort and cure,” she whispered, bringing up our earlier conversation. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“I didn’t make it go away.”

Her eyebrows slowly lifted in amusement, her smile widening. “The other times with you, I struggled to remember where I was even though I knew you were there. That’s already something I’ve never been able to do. But you pulled me back like it was as easy as breathing.”

I didn’t tell her it hadn’t felt or seemed that way. Or that, during those times, I’d felt no better than the man who’d created her demons.

“But I do think your demon was easier to face.”

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