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When he positions himself at my entrance, he takes it slow and only enters me an inch at a time. We continue to kiss, our lips sharing the dreams we’ll never get to have.
The future that was never destined for us.
We share our worries and fears.
Alek sheaths himself to the hilt inside me, and breaking the kiss, a groan rumbles from him. “You feel perfect.” He brings his hand from behind my neck and brushes his thumb over my jawline. “You’re heaven in the middle of hell.”
He remains still, and in the darkness, it feels like we’re actually making eye contact.
“I don’t want to live without you, Everleigh,” he whispers, his voice hoarse.
“I don’t want to live without you either,” I admit.
“If this is the end of our lives, then this is how I want to spend it…with you in my arms.”
Emotion overwhelms me, and I wish I had a tear left to shed for the tragedy that’s our lives.
Our mouths crash together, and Alek starts to thrust into me. I bring my hands up, and resting my forearms on his shoulders, my fingers twist into the longish strands of his hair.
I meet each of his thrusts and get so lost in the intimacy between us that I know with dead certainty I love Alek.
After everything we’ve been through together, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to love another person the way I love him.
Alek quickens his pace, and slipping a hand down between us, he rubs his finger against my clit. “Orgasm for me,moya malen'kaya lyubov'.”
My body obeys him, and soon I’m quivering and convulsing as unadulterated pleasure seizes every inch of me.
“I love you,” he admits his feelings to me.
Breathless from our lovemaking, I say, “I love you too.”
My words make Alek reach his release, and as he empties himself inside me, he repeats the most precious words I’ll ever hear, “I love you. I love you. I love you.”
Chapter 13
Alek
Everleigh thinks it’s only been three weeks, but I’m sure we’ve been here for over a month.
Because we’re only fed every three days, I’ve lost most of my weight and muscle mass. Everleigh’s face has become hollow, and when she tries to share her food with me, I have to use all the strength I have to deny the scraps so she can get some nourishment into her body.
I still haven’t seen Vincent since the first day, and my worry for my brother is eating me up alive. For all I know, Vincent is already dead.
We also haven’t been taken from the room to be tortured since Prodi forced us to have sex. But that doesn’t mean we’re not suffering.
My worry for my brother and watching Everleigh fade away is a different kind of torture that nothing in this world could prepare me for.
Everleigh and I sit side by side during the day, and at night I pull her onto my lap so we can help keep each other warm while we try to get some sleep.
Sleep. It’s not something I’ve had much of. I only manage to drift off occasionally, but mostly, I just stare into the darkness while listening to Everleigh’s soft breaths.
I’m starting to lose the last of my hope that my father will find us. It’s only a matter of time before Prodi kills us.
I always knew my life would end in a bloody death, but knowing Everleigh won’t make it to her nineteenth birthday is slowly killing me.
“When I was little, my mom would bake mini cupcakes so I could have real food to eat whenever I played with my tea set,” Everleigh suddenly mentions. “I’d give anything for one of those cupcakes right now.”
“My mother makes the best honey cake,” I murmur. “It’s one of the last things I ate before the ambush.”
