Page 891 of Coal Hearts

She squirmed beneath me as I rolled my hips between her legs. A tattered moan escaped her. “God, you’re so annoying.”

“I’m also horny.”

She groaned indecently. “Then do something about it.”

“Oh, I plan to. But first, I need to iron out the fine print.”

“What fine print?”

“The soul-binding contract that says you know exactly what I am and what I need and that you need it too.” I tore my heart wide open, letting her see every flawed piece of me. “I can’t erase what I did on that island, and I can’t deny how it made me feel. I’m...” I swallowed hard. “We both worried we’d grown addicted to those games and...I’m a little afraid we have. But the difference is.” I kissed her softly. “Those games were full of despair while ours...they’ll drip with desire. I want us to be free. Together. I want us to play. For the rest of our lives. That’s the fine print. That’s the truth. I want you so fucking badly, Ily, in every humanly and inhumanly way possible.”

Her blush deepened. “You already know I’d like to be free together. And...you also know what happens when you play with me in that way. I’ve never felt the levels of pleasure I do when we give in to the burn between us.”

“Alright then.”

She smiled. “I’m glad we’re on the same page—”

“We are but I still need you to say it.” I laughed, having way too much fun teasing her.

“Say what?”

“I need you to say that if I agree to be the Master you want. If I agree to mark you, fuck you, and adore you for the rest of our days, then you’ll...”

She ducked her chin again. “Henri.”

I chuckled. “Go on, don’t be shy.”

“Ugh, you’re the worst.” She pursed her lips. “I can’t. It’s too embarrassing.”

“But I bet it feels really good.” I nipped her bottom lip. “And it makes me feel so damn powerful knowing I can get you off in that way.”

“So this is an ego trip, then?” Her eyes twinkled, teasing me back.

“It’s me needing validation that you actually want this. That I’m not going to push you into old memories. That we aren’t wrong for wanting to play like this. That Victor’s games didn’t ruin us. That we’re okay.”

I hadn’t meant to say such things. I hadn’t even been aware I felt them, but the truth scattered around us, and she sighed softly. “We aren’t wrong for liking pleasure with a dash of pain. And we’re completely normal for playing whatever games we consensually want to play.” Kissing me softly, she whispered, “We’re okay, Henri. More than okay. And yes, I want you to push me into those extremes. I want to share mind-shattering pleasure without an audience or threats. I love you with all my heart. I trust you with all my heart and if you need me to say how hard you make me come when you’re truly yourself then fine...”

I trembled, my heart glowing. “Fine what?”

She sighed dramatically but it twisted into another wonderful giggle. “Fine, I’ll...squirt for you.” She dropped her eyes, adorably embarrassed.

My heart fisted.

I fell even harder.

“There’s my good girl.” I dropped my head and kissed her.

I wasn’t ready for her reaction.

The absolute melting.

The whole-body submission.

It woke every black creature inside me, and I launched off her.

Vaulting to my feet, I struggled to hold back the darkness.

Ily blinked at me from the floor. “Eh...where are you going?”