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“I’m going to unbury your heart whether you like it or not. Our story was already written. When Anna gave me life again, she’d already determined our ending and it’s happy. Maybe you can’t see it now, but you will. I promise you will.”
“It’s Anna that I want,” he admitted. “She belongs here with me.”
“You can’t have her, Malachi. And, I’m not second best. I’m not a runner-up. I’m the woman for the job. I’m the one. Me. Aeir Rothshire. It doesn’t matter how much you try to run from it. It doesn’t matter how much you cry for her. She’s not coming. She sent me.”
I wasn’t sure of the place I was coming from or if it was even me who was speaking, but the words had come and there was no taking them back. I didn’t want to twist the knife he had in his heart and cause more damage, but the truth hurt sometimes.
This was his truth. This was mine. It was a privilege to have been chosen to carry on the love and legacy of Malachi Domino. I didn’t at all feel slighted or as if he’d be settling once his guards were down and he let life happen for us. It was the complete opposite. Confident in my ability to lead him to a love that was only talked about in books, described in great detail, and usually left anyone who read about it with mixed feelings pertaining to their reality. That was the type of love I had to give and that was why I’d been chosen to give it to him.
“Shut up, Aeir. Just shut the fuck up. I don’t want any of this. And I don’t want you,” he fussed, mad with himself and mad at the matter.
“Then why are you clinging to me?” I asked, lowering my head for a brief second to acknowledge the grip he still had on my face. “Why haven’t you let go?”
He closed his eyes momentarily, still holding onto me. When he reopened them, his head lowered until his lips was close enough to my face to feel his deep breaths.
“Why?” I repeated myself, feeling knots in my stomach.
The pain that flowed through me was overpowering. It wasn’t the type of pain you felt when something or someone hurt you, but it was the pain you felt from overstimulation and feelings that ran deeper than words could describe. It was the pain you felt when you loved someone. It was the pain you felt when you wanted something so bad and you could feel it in your grasp, but it was still hard to reach. It was the pain you felt when you were interconnected. It was the pain that rocked you to the core and rested without plans of letting up.
“Because I can’t,” he admitted, falling into me as his weight forced me backward.
My back hit the railing behind me. It stopped our fall as Malachi’s lips graced mine. I opened for him, mind, body, and soul. I offered myself to him without question because this was my fate. He was my fate. There was no denying us on my part. I was confident in whatever was to come for us. Though afraid, I was ready.
“I’m scared to,” he whispered, kissing me deeply.
I cringed at the sound of my laptop hitting the concrete, sure that it was broken and the twelve hundred dollars I’d spent had gone down the drain.
“Don’t worry,” he told me, tasting the sorrow on my flesh as he left a trail of kisses from my chin where he still held down to my collar.
One by one, he removed the straps from my shoulders, making me forget about the laptop or the money I’d spent.
“I’ll cover it,” he offered before covering my small breast with his mouth.
“Ahhhhh.”
Tilting my head backward, I grinded my body against his, trying to find the perfect amount of friction between my clit and his leg. He bent it slightly, assisting me in obtaining the perfect angle. He swirled his tongue around one nipple, squeezing gently on the other until it pebbled. When he’d had enough, he moved to the opposite nipple and repeated the process.
My secretion was plentiful. The thickness soiled his leg. The absence of fabric between our flesh told all my secrets. I couldn’t hide my cravings. I’d wanted him since the night I’d had him, but tonight, I wanted him even more.
I fumbled with the waistband of his joggers, needing to feel his manhood before it split me in two. Malachi never stopped his assault on my breast as I freed him from his pants, taking his girth into my hands and rubbing up and down the length of it.
“Shit,” he mumbled, pausing for a second.
“Make love to me,” I begged. “Right here. Right now.”
The combative response I was expecting never came. Instead, I was met with order and complete submission as Malachi pushed my dress to the ground and lifted me into the air. He didn’t put up a fight as our orbs synced and he slid into me with little trouble. He was the first to give in. His eyes closed as a satisfying sigh left his body.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned down to kiss his lips. He was so big that it was overwhelming. Malachi stretched me with each stroke, taking his time to open me even wider than I already was. He made room for himself, forcing my walls to accommodate him.
“Look at me.” I moaned into his mouth, staring down at him.
Obliging, he opened his eyes. His hooded lids made it hard to see them but I knew without a doubt they were on me. Up and down, he stroked me from below while moving my body to match his intensity.
“Shit, girl.”
When his eyes were wide enough to reveal his view, I rejoiced. It wouldn’t be easy to gain his trust or tap into his heart, but I hoped I was making progress. His presence tonight was evidence.
“This feels so good. You feel so goooood,” I purred, loving his display of strength.
