Page 211 of Boys Who Crave

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Holy. Fuck.

All this time, I thought he was a virgin because he was scared of women.

He … saved himself for me?

“I willneverstop loving you. No matter how hard you try to push me away. No matter how badly you want to shut yourself off from the world and kill yourself in the process.”

Now I really can’t keep those damn tears at bay.

“I love your fire, your violence, and every dark spot on your soul,” he says.

No. That’s not fucking possible. No one can love what I’ve become.

I cut into his skin, but it doesn’t faze him as blood ripples down his neck.

“And I will love you until the day I die.” He swallows against the blade. “So if you want me to die, right now … I’m ready.”

“Why?” I say through gritted teeth, cursing the one tear that manages to roll down my cheek. “I’m a monster.”

The way he looks at me, so full of reverence, makes me weak in the knees.

I am never, ever weak in the knees.

Ever.

His lip quivers. “You are my sun. My world revolves around you.”

My jaw drops.

I’m his sun?

“Nothing shines as brightly as you. To be worthy of watching you burn down everything in your path with such fiery passion is the greatest gift I could ever receive.”

His thumb reaches up to pick up the single teardrop rolling down, spreading it between his fingers.

“I will help you destroy whoever hurt you. It doesn’t matter if it costs me my sanity, my freedom, or my life. I will be the knife you cut with. I’m yours.”

I stare at him for a moment before the scalpel drops to the floor as I wrap my arms around his neck and smash my lips onto his.

Xavier

I’mstunned by her sudden kiss, the outpouring of her love so palpable that my entire body zings in her arms. Her lips are tantalizing and everything I ever dreamed of. Every kiss makes me feel like I’ve been given the greatest gift a guy like me could ever receive, and I want nothing more than for this moment to last an eternity.

She tastes of violence and retribution, the blood still caking her skin, which is hot to the touch. I hold everything I love in my arms.

She’s kissing me back.

Tongue and all.

And I take in every second like it could be my last. It nearly was.

But I was ready. I was ready to give her my all.

“I don’t understand why,” she mutters between kisses. “Why didn’t you say so earlier that you saved yourself for me?”

I have always only ever wanted her.

No one will ever suffice.