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I’ve never felt like this, so aroused yet sated, as though my body needs more already despite the satisfaction it feels at finally joining with him. The forbidden fruit. The enemy.
My captor.
“Finally,” he mumbles, rolling me over onto my back and collapsing on top of me. His breath tickles the curve of my breast.
Finally.
He left only once yesterday to work and bring food, a collection of cheese and crackers and some processed meats. He also brought wine which we drank in bed… from each other’s bodies. I didn’t have enough time to feel guilty about everything that happened because he made sure to join us at the hips again the second my mood dropped.
It’s as though he can sense the moment my thoughts start to stray. Which is odd considering I’ve always been good at controlling my facial expressions.
This morning he arose at daybreak, clearly tired after a long day. A glorious day. A day I’ll definitely regret soon, but not now. I just can’t bring myself to mar such an amazing union of bodies. It was incredible. Better than incredible.
When he exits the bathroom, his lips slightly white from toothpaste, he leans over me and pushes them onto mine. I deepen it, much to his surprise and pull him back onto my body. I ache everywhere but the happiest I’ve felt since I arrived is when I was joined to him.
When I’m with him, I forget about everything else and I’m terrified if he leaves me for too long, all of my hatred and anger and longing to leave will return.
I don’t want to feel hatred. I don’t want to feel anger. It’s exhausting.
I don’t want anything to penetrate this feeling. Well… not unless it’s his penis.
Climbing out of bed when he leaves, I bathe for a long time, only resurfacing when I’m well and truly pruned. Then I don clean clothes as always and head to lunch. Despite what happened last night I feel much more relaxed so I head to Geoffrey’s lab in socks only, because my sneakers are too wet.
He smiles at me warmly and moves to embrace me. “I heard what happened.”
We part but only so he can assess me and his eyes fall to my neck. “Did that fucker do that to you?”
I remember the love bite on my neck, just above my collar and cover it with my hand. I saw it as I checked my body in the mirror for bruises, I’m no worse for wear fortunately. “No… I mean yes.”
Geoffrey’s eyes narrow and his hands slowly let go of my shoulders. “You’re lying.”
“It’s nothing.”
“Did the captain force himself on you?”
My eyes widen and I take a step back. “No, God no. He wouldn’t do that.”
His kind hazel eyes flash with something that looks similar to how I’d perceive envy. “You willingly lay with the captain? The man who ordered your capture?”
I look at Chatterbox in the corner whose lips are rising with a secret smirk. “It’s none of your business, Geoffrey. You don’t get to judge me and my choices.”
“Fair enough,” he clips, walking away from me. “Well, I don’t need anything from you today.”
“Excuse me?” He can’t be serious?
When he waves his hand at me my jaw hits the floor.
He’s definitely serious.
“Geoffrey,” I try but he ignores me and goes to the sink at the far end of the room.
Chatterbox shrugs at me and nods for me to just go.
I decide leaving him to his pettiness is the best option, and head to the food court myself with Chatterbox hot on my heels. I talk to him about random shit and he smiles as he listens. We eat our pasta in peace with only well-wishes of the men around us who ask me if I’m okay after what happened.
I guess they’re not so bad after all.
Yep. I’m officially losing my mind.
As I’m finishing my lunch, strong hands grasp me from behind in front of the entire room.
In a display of possessiveness as a roar of cheers erupt around the room, Captain’s lips hit mine.
I gasp, surprised by his need to claim me like this, embarrassed that people are watching, but needy because his hands are on my body again.
“What are you doing?” I hiss, pulling back to touch my swollen lips.
He grins down at me and murmurs, “I have an hour.”
“Oh.”
“Let’s go.” He doesn’t need permission to drag me out of there, with the number of eyes that are on us I want out right now. As in ten minutes ago.
We don’t make it to his room.
It’s no surprise.
He’s kissing me against the wall, pressing his swollen cock against me. He’s insatiable, incredible and such a generous lover. I almost forget about his display for a moment that had my body shaking with embarrassment.
What if word gets back to Niall? Will he ever understand why I’m doing this? Why I need this?
