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No one has ever said those words to me, and they hold a kind of power akin to touching the sun.
His head tilts back, a labored moan emanating from deep within his throat, as though it’s taking every ounce of him not to come right there and then.
“Don’t hold back,” I murmur, and I lift his hand to place it on my breast.
He squeezes my nipple and rolls it around between his fingers until I moan out loud.
And when my eyes roll into the back of my head, I feel him spurt his cum deep inside me, roaring out loud. It’s so much, I can feel it ooze out of me, but I don’t care. My orgasm overtakes my very soul, my body shaking like I’ve arrived in heaven.
And when it finally subsides, I collapse on top of him, our fingers still entwined, bodies united.
His breaths are heavy but controlled, and I can hear him smell my hair, just like he used to when we were back in that cell. But all it does is make me smile.
“I love you, Aurora,” he whispers after a while.
And you know what? I actually believe him.
Nothing can break the radiant smile on my face as I reply, “And I love you, Beast.”
I’m lying on his naked, beastly body with all my scars and imperfections, feeling nothing but beautiful. Just as he says I am.
And I finally realized what I always wanted was right here, with him. This … this is all I’ll ever need to feel loved … to feel home.
EPILOGUE
Aurora
Weekslater
“Hi, English please,”I mutter as I place my stuff on the counter.
I push some money onto the counter and watch the cashier be confused. “This is way too much for a sandwich and a Coke.”
“Oh, I know. I’m just paying it forward,” I reply with an awkward smile.
The cashier’s eyes narrow, but he still accepts the cash, like I’d hoped he would.
I won’t tell him what it’s for, but I know the real reason.
A long time ago, I promised myself I would pay back everyone I owed. And I’m starting here with this store where I once stole something when I was in dire need.
Now that I finally have the money, I want to do things right. And I’m going to use my father’s money to do it as a big middle finger to him.
Because now I’m using his money for all the things he’d never once even think about.
“There you go,” the cashier muses.
I take the food and leave more money scattered throughout the store before I make a dash.
Then I walk all the way back to the place I once stayed in the tiny alley. I don’t use the car; I parked it on the driveway of the woman we stole it from while she wasn’t home and walked back to use the bus instead. I’ll buy another secondhand car later.
Dirk is sleeping in his corner, as usual, so I sneak closer and plant the food and drink beside him under his cardboard box, then place a whole wad of euros next to him.
After another smile, I walk away.
I don’t need to see his reaction to be happy. He deserves so much more in this life than what I could give him, but it was all I had left on hand.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll return here later to see if he’s finally flown free.
