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I am. We are.
But not against each other.
Against the pull in the air behind her.
Fuck whateverthatis. It can’t have her.
Not right now.
I have both hands in her hair before I can think about stopping. It’s soft between my fingers and I make fists on instinct. I want to hold it tighter and I want the black hole hovering nearby to have to work for it.
Daisy moans into my mouth.
I break away from her biting kiss. “This the line? Is this too far?”
“Not far enough.”
Fingernails streak down the side of my neck and push into my shirt collar. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“Tell me what I’m asking for, then.”
She finds my bottom lip in the dark and adds another set of marks to it, so I bite her back. It would be so easy to lose control. Give it all up. Why bother with it? What good did it ever do?
“You tellme.” Another fistful of her hair. A harder pull. It tips her chin up so I can skim my teeth over her neck. “You fucking tell me. I’m here foryou.”
“Pretend you’re not.”
“What does that mean?”
“Pretend you’re not here for me. Pretend you’re here for whatever big, scary men do in the dark.”
“No.” Guilt skitters across my consciousness, chased down by regret, and I can’t. I can’t. “We’d have to—talk. About that shit. Before I—”
“Before youwhat? Tell me what you’d do to me. I know you want to. I can feel it.”
Daisy lets her full weight rest across my hips, the heat of her pussy directly over my cock, and my eyes roll back in my head. It’s nothing. We’re separated by layers of clothing and the last shreds of honor.
I’d fuck her into the bed. I’d make her take my cock down her throat. I’d pinch her nipples and spank her ass and fuck her there, too.
I want to hearthatscream. Not the nightmare one.
It snaps in the air, and her body jerks backward like a fuckingdreamcan take her away.
It can. It is.
I take her chin in my hand and kiss her until she whimpers and grinds down on my jeans. I’d think it was a front, some game she’s playing, except her hands are tight fists in my shirt and that fucking thing has its hooks in her.
I don’t know how to fight some mysterious pressure in the air. It reminds me of being in the same room as Hades when his painkillers have run out. That’s like a heavy blanket, or high altitude, or being deep underwater. It pops your ears.
This goes one way. I don’t know where it ends, but she doesn’t want to be there.
“Tell. Me. What. You. Want.” My grip might be too tight on her chin, but her body moves with it like she can actually withstand my strength. “I’m not doing this unless you tell me.”
“You said—” Her balance tips in my hand. What Ishoulddo is stand up, cover her eyes, and go after whatever’s hurting her, but some part of me understands that itisher. That it’s coming from her. That her clinging hands and her biting kisses are like climbing hooks. “You said there were other ways to get pain. That’s what I want.”
“Is that what you were trying to get outside?”
“Yes.”
