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His lips part. “For me?”
I nod, and a gentle smile forms on his face, but it’s immediately disrupted by a bloodied cough.
I rub my lips together and bring my hand to his chest, placing it on top of his heart. “What can I do?” I ask, feeling helpless.
He looks down at my fingers, and I immediately remove my hand, unsure if he even wants me to touch him.
“No,” he murmurs, and he moves his hands, groaning in agony when the chains refuse to move with him. He’s stuck to the wall while I’m right in front of him, his body straining with everything it has, trying to be free. To get … closer to me.
“Don’t stop,” he says.
I hold my breath and look him in the eyes, then slowly place my hand back where I’d put it. His body is hot and sweaty but still as rigid and toned as I remember, despite half of it being wrapped up in bandages.
All this time, I wondered how and why I felt such a strong connection to him, but I think I’m beginning to understand. His need for a better life clashing with my need to save my father blinded me from the truth.
“You freed my father …” I murmur, leaning in closer. “Even when it almost cost you your life. Why?”
He licks his lips, blood still clearly visible on his teeth. “Because you love him … and I’m in love with you.”
I suck in a breath, but it still feels like I can’t breathe.
He’s … in love with me?
It’s almost too impossible to comprehend. Because who in the world would want to love someone like me?
But maybe he fell for me before Lex took off my gloves.
I immediately become hyperaware of my ungloved hands, but his voice pulls me out of my thoughts.
“I wanted you to be free,” he says. “More than I wanted to be freed.”
I interrupt him with a kiss. I can’t bear it any longer, this sense of gratitude. It’s a desperate, overwhelming kiss that steals not only his breath but mine too. And I wish we could’ve met in a better life. Because this man … this man has stolen the one thing I thought I would never be able to give away: my heart.
“Thank you,” I murmur again.
And I take the flower he gave me out of my pocket and stuff it back into his.
“Why?” he asks.
I smile. “Because I gave it to you once before … and I want you to keep holding on to hope.”
I push myself up against him, not caring even a little bit about the consequences as he grows hard against the fabric of his thin pants. When I pull away for a second, he groans in agony, and I wonder if it’s from the intense pain or from the frustration of not being able to touch me.
I don’t want him to suffer, but there isn’t much I can do. I can’t free him from these chains.
But there is one thing I can do to ease his pain.
I press a kiss to his chin and on his neck, and judging from the strained puffs, he’s dying for more. So I give him all I have to give, kissing his skin as I go lower and lower, pressing soft kisses to his chest and abs.
And when I lower myself in front of him, I look into his starry eyes, wondering if this is all it would take … to bring the beast to life.
CHAPTER9
Beast
When she goesto her knees in front of me, my heart thumps and my cock swells with desire.
“What are you doing?” I say with a gruff voice.
