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“I want to see it all, Errok. The strength and the pain.” Her arms tightened. “That night, when you were ‘not yourself,’ you told me that your love for me felt like a wound. That you didn’t know how to heal from it. Well, you don’t need to heal it. I will. I’ve healed you once and I’ll do it again. But I can’t help you if I can’t see the wound in the first place. I can’t reach you if you shut me out.”
“So, you want me wounded. And weak. Those are the conditions to earn your love,” I whispered against her hair. My claws curled hard into the hides, slicing the mattress.
“No,” she said, drawing her mouth along my jaw. “I just want you honest. I want you real. I want to know if you’re afraid because I’m afraid, too.”
“You have nothing to fear. Not with me at your side.” She should have known that by now. And the fact she didn’t only proved how much I’d failed her.
She laughed softly, the breath cascading warmth on my skin. My cock strained. My heart pummelled my insides.
“I’m scared of the same things you are, Errok. I don’t like letting people in. Even just admitting I’m scared makes me feel like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff right now. My heart is racing.”
My nose dipped to the side of her throat, brushing along the franticly pulsing column. She was telling the truth. I couldn’t stop my lips drawing back from my fangs at the luscious scent I found there. When my fangs grazed her skin, her back arched.
“I can’t be the only one who’s vulnerable,” she moaned when the tips of my tongues flicked over her skin.
“How can you be the vulnerable one?” I said, loathing how I could barely get the words out without needing to taste her skin again. “You still have your heart. I don’t. I have a crater. One that you so kindly left me with.” I laughed mirthlessly. “And I love you so much that I don’t even care. Steal my heart. Go ahead. You own my entire life, my world. What’s a heart compared to that?”
“A heart is everything” she whispered.
“Youare everything,” I corrected her. Somehow, my mouth had found its way to the place just above hers. “I think it’s very likely that you will be the death of me,” I murmured against her lips. “And even as you kill me, I already know that I will beg you to do it again.”
“I won’t be the death of you,” she said sharply. “There was a moment, back in Gahn Thaleo’s mountain, when you were bleeding and you nearly lost consciousness. You slumped over, and do you know what I thought at that moment?”
“Thank goodness I’m finally free of him?”
She frowned at me. “No. I thought, ‘Oh,hellno. How dare he try to die on me now?’” Her hands cupped my jaw, her eyes shining and deep. “So, no, Errok. I won’t be the death of you. I’ll be the one dragging you back from the brink, every single time. Even if you fight me. Even if it hurts.”
I flinched, curling forward, my forehead bumping hers.
“It hurts now,” I gasped.
I hated that it hurt.
And I hated that I’d told her.
I wanted to run. To hide. To throw up walls and laugh and make a mockery of the pain. I wanted to fight someone, beat someone, just to show her that I could. Even if it was only myself that I bested. Myself that I doomed.
“Where does it hurt?” she breathed, her fingertips fluttering down my neck to my shoulders.
She’s too warm, too soft, too beautiful and I can’t do this, I can’t-
“Nowhere.”
Everywhere.
My head and my cock and the hole of my heart and everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.
“Errok. You begged me not to run. I’m asking you the same thing, now.” She pulled back slightly so that she could look me dead in the eyes. So that she could look at me while she repeated every pathetic word I’d said to her that night.
“Please,” she said. Her voice was ecstasy. And it was poison.
“Don’t leave me behind.”
