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I never knew the eternal night could end somehow.
‘I never... I never thought you could be so romantic.’ Bea was making her own version of the song, amusing herself at my newly found attitude.
‘Don’t tell anyone, or I’ll have to kill you.’ I crashed my lips on her trembling ones. Anything to get her to shut up... so I didn’t have to kill her, of course. ‘And by the way... I’m done with the romance.’ I was speeding toward a whole different part of the night, unable to keep the charming facade any longer.
I drew her against me so she could learn exactly how eager I was to get her between my sheets. She didn’t have too much time to linger on the subject as I lifted her on my waist and began walking towards the bedroom.
I didn’t ask for permission, nor did I need it. Maybe it would have been the chivalrous way to act, but I was getting closer to a wild beast than any kind of Don Juan.
We were in bed without even realizing it. She was my prey and me, the hunter, entrapping her beneath me as I was resting theweight of my body on my fists.
For a moment, I paused, realizing I was taking the last step toward sealing ournewdeal. It was something much harder than freeing her family or even freeing the whole damn city. It was acceptance. I was letting her into my life as a full part of it and not just a momentarily bed-warmer.
I was making myself hers as much as she was already mine.
And that was fucking exciting and terrifying me at the same time.
As much as I liked her dress I couldn’t look at it any longer. With a swift move, I let it slip away from her body as I drove my mouth to bite on her lower lip. I worshiped the sexy plumpness of her mouth, lustfully tormenting it every time I got the chance.
Still, there was a thought that wasn’t leaving me at peace. There was something I had been trying to do for a while and never properly got the time to. I just needed to turn on the lamp on my nightstand so I could fulfill my purpose, but that instantly got Bea’s attention.
‘What’s wrong?’ she asked as if she did something wrong.
‘Nothing, just stay still.’ I melted my lips on hers so she would calm down while I was removing her bra and left her only in her panties.
It wasn’t foreplay. Not yet. It was comforting my conscience. I needed to know she was okay as I still felt responsible for every cut and bruise on her body.
I rested my height on one of my arms, hovering over her so I could properly check the marks on her skin.
And I was to begin with the one beneath her breast where one of the largest cuts used to be, ‘I recall this one. I kept my hand on it so it would stop bleeding.’ The memory was still alive in my mind as the frustration of being so helpless was still imprinted into a corner of my brain. I couldn’t stop myself from gazing at her body where faded green shapes were still finding their way to light along with a few rosy lines from the wounds that were once open. ‘Your bruises are gone. But the scars remain.’ My fingers ran to trace each former bruise and cut as if I could take her pain upon me. I would have done it in a second if I could, but all I seemed to accomplish was to embarrass her.
Fuck, she must’ve thought I was repulsed by them. ‘It’s okay, Bea. I just need to see that all wounds are gone. I guess my mind needs to convince itself. You suffered so many injuries before I could get to you that I didn’t think you would make it through.’ My mouth fell on her delicate ribs to kiss a few of the showing scars. ‘I just need to feel they’re gone.’ I couldn’t know her in pain, and I had the perfect solution to erase any remaining suffering. My lips marked each tortured inch of her skin, tracing the exact path of her injuries, erasing the memory of pain and substituting it with the one of torching desire.
I was beginning to think that I was wandering away from my mission and getting lost between her thighs. And I immediately became a deserter as soon as I pulled her panties down on her legs and drove my mouth to take possession of her melting core.
She was the most delicious temptation and it felt like I couldn’t have a taste of her fast enough.
Trying to resist my assault, her hands intertwined between my hair locking her fingers harder with each swirl of my tongue.
I was going expert on her, sliding two fingers within her while my teeth were grazing each nerve of her sensitive clit. She felt so fragile... so sensual that she was awakening the strongest alpha male instinct within me, gratifying me with the complete possession of her body. She was giving herself to me with every shivered breath the way I had craved for her to do for so long.
The sheets were becoming a boiling river underneath her body as she was hopelessly trying to withstand me. She should have known better than trying to resist a hurricane.
My hand abandoned her soft core as I decided to replace it with my tongue, surging inside of her to extract each beautiful cry of ecstasy.
I loved the way her body responded to each sign, quivering when I wanted it to quiver, moaning when I wanted her to moan and soon screaming when I needed her to scream. And that moment was approaching with each slide of my tongue against her skin.
With a ravaging move over her nub, I got her to fiercely wrap her legs around my neck as her sweet liquid was covering the tip of my tongue. Its taste was empowering me as the master responsible for her euphoria, raising a thrill below my waist that was dissipating the last of my patience.
I needed to be inside her, so without wasting another moment, I switched off the light and made room above her to slide myself between her tight walls.
My intrusion took her by surprise. Her round eyes flew open to crash against my own the same way our bodies began grinding with a supernatural rhythm.
We were exploring much more than sex or physical pleasure as I was finally allowing the ultimate connection between us to form. I wasn’t setting limits any longer. It was just there for the moment, doing whatever the fuck I wanted with no restraints of my conscience to hinder my ecstasy.
That realization freaked the hell out of me for a second. I had always considered myself a free man, and lately I’ve been feeling trapped without her.Shewas now my freedom.
Maybe she sensed my moment of weakness, or maybe it was just fate giving me a final warning to stay on track, but her fingers dug deeply into the muscles of my arms keeping me there with her.
