Page 30 of Fixing Their Heart


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I look at her. “What?”

“In this bed, I’m not Cora. I’m Petal.”

“Fine.”

The oil lamp is still on, so I watch Cora’s pretty face as she snuggles between my arm and my side. She pets my chest and looks utterly relaxed. There’s no sign on her serene face that I crapped all over the boundary she set.

My hand rests on her ass, and I can’t help letting it learn the small, round shape. Without any panties for protection, her skin is cool. She’s open to the air—and my touch.

Her nose draws a line along my neck. Then her lips make a trail of light kisses to my shoulder. Her attention is warming me from the inside out. She amazes me. My mistake should have totally killed the mood, but here she is, resurrecting the flame.

“Touch me again, Ben,” she says as she hitches a leg over my thigh. “Make me feel good.”

“I suppose I did leave you hanging, there, didn’t I?”

I feel her smile against my shoulder. “Yeah. But you’ll make it right. Won’t you? Because you’re my good boy.”

“Fuuuuck.Yeah, Petal. I’m your good boy.”

My dick’s hard as a marble column as I drag her feather-light body on top of me, but that fucker’s getting nothing else tonight. That’s the punishment I’m giving myself. I’m gonna make this sweet thing come, and I’m gonna suffer, and I’m gonna love every second of it.

For a while, I rub my Petal’s back. Like with a skittish horse, I’m getting her used to my touch. When she’s melted onto me like a chocolate coating on an ice cream cone, that’s when I drag one of her legs open and hold it there by hooking it over my crooked knee. I keep one hand on her ass and work my other between us, skimming it down her too-flat stomach to her furry mound.

“You okay, baby?”

A relaxed “Mm-hmmm,” is my answer, so I keep going. I’m not taking any chances with her, so I only slip my hand low enough to barely graze her clit with the tip of my middle finger. It’s easy to find. She’s still wet, and her curls part sweetly for my digit. Her button is soft at first, but as I draw circles over her, it grows firmer.

And my Petal begins moaning.

Her hips tilt, and she spreads her legs around me so she can hump on my hand. She’s riding too high to give my dick what it wants, and that’s just fine with me.

“Yeah, Petal. Grind on me. Fuckinguseme.”

“Yessss.”Her sweet sounds tickle my chest hair.

As she writhes and helps me pleasure her, we drop our roles. I murmur dirty words of encouragement to her, and she makes small, keening pleasure sounds that grow louder as I work her. Then her body tenses, and she lets out a cry that makes me proud. She comes on my hand, and her juices drip down to soak the waistband of my jeans. She pants a quiet, “Thank you,” and she falls asleep with my hand still sandwiched between us.

I hold her tight and let her use me as her bed for the night. I don’t sleep much, but that’s just fine. I get to hold Cora for hours. That’s better than sleep.

“One day, our heart will find us.”Rev’s Gift showed him Cora long before she stumbled upon Eagle Peak.“It’ll consume us and at the same time make us whole. It’ll unite us. It’ll complete us.”

When I first saw this slip of a girl, I was sure Rev had to be wrong. He must have misinterpreted whatever his Gift showed him, because there was no way she’d be able to heal us.Shewas the one who needed healing.

But now that she’s snoring softly on my chest, sated and trusting after ordering me into her bed so she could pleasure me? Yeah, I’m starting to believe what Rev promised. I didn’t think it was possible, but, somehow, this sweet thing is filling in pieces of me that were missing. She’s completing me.

I only wish I knew how to return the favor.

Chapter 12

Cora

During breakfast Itry to push last night’s awkward moment from my mind. I managed to salvage the night by taking charge, but it wasn’t easy. Commanding a man, especially one as intimidating as Brawn, doesn’t come naturally to me. I had to push myself to be brave and strong, and even then, I worried things would be weird between us. But when I woke on top of him, he didn’t seem awkward in the least. “Good morning, Petal,” he purred, and he peppered kisses over my face and head before excusing himself to get ready for the day.

He may not seem perturbed by my little freak-out, but I can’t get it out of my head. We were having a perfectly nice, perfectly normal time, the way mature people who enjoy each other’s bodies do, and I went and messed it up.

I felt so empty, so hot and needy. Iwantedhim to go inside me. I needed relief, and I felt ready. When his finger probed my entrance, I actually circled my hips in invitation.

Then my vision went black. The heat of my arousal chilled and all I could feel were hands grabbing at me and hitting me. I heard Leon’s voice shrieking at me. I felt cold chains lash around my wrists, and I wanted to throw myself off a cliff rather than face what was to come.

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