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He notices my panic and launches up from the bed, grabbing me by the wrist.
He forces my body against his. “What are you talking about?”
“It’s gone!” Tears fill the corners of my eyes. “The blood on my hands. It’s gone.”
His eyes flick between my hands and my face, before his fingers run rampant through his unruly hair. “Shit, Halen. What?” He casts a quick glance to the side, confusion pulling his hard features in tight.
Before I can answer, his hand is on my chin and he’s forcing me to look up at him. “Baby, there was never any blood.”
I try to move out of his grip again, but all it does is make my lip quiver. Confusion sinks its ugly talons into the most hidden parts of my brain, and I’m once again reminded why I hate War.
I hate War because all I’ve wanted is peace.But I’ll never have it.
“Hey.” His voice softens to that same tone. The one I’ve never heard. Even as kids, all through our early teen years, he’d be gentle with me, but never soft. That turned to shit recently, obviously.
The cushion of his thumb skims over my bottom lip. “Talk to me, Halo. Fuck. It’sme.”
More tears roll down my face when I try to blink them away. “Right.You. Did you shower before you got into bed with me? Or if I take your dick out, would I still be able to smell her on you?”
Anger flares in his blue eyes. Gone is the gentle nature I just saw moments ago. “Keep going, Halen. I can do this dance all fucking night if you want to, or you can saddle your ass against me in bed and go to sleep. Your choice.”
“Leave me alone.” The words set fire to my throat.
He didn’t say he didn’t.
“No.”
Simple answer. No effort. No need to prove anything to me.
My eyes harden on his. “Leave.”
“I’m not fucking going anywhere, Halen. So shut the fuck up and get in bed.”
I shove him away with my hands on his bare chest. “War! I said go the fuck—” He catches my hands with his and flips me around until my back hits the mattress with a heavy thud. The lamp on the bedside table rattles as the weight of his body presses into mine.
His thigh widens the distance between mine. “No.”
The air thickens around us as I struggle to breathe, and the thin material of my camisole does nothing to hide the swell of my nipples against his chest. “I hate you.” The words leave me as a sob, but his lips brush over mine anyway, as if he’d take whatever I say to him however he could.
His fingers above my head lace with mine, and everything inside of me detonates. Suddenly I’m aware of everything. The breath expelling from his lungs that leave a whisper of promises over my lips, and his skin that burns as a threatening reminder of his rage.
Not even the infinite muscles that ripple over his chest can hide the pounding of his heart over mine. His thigh shifts higher until it’s a wall against me. The gasp that leaves me only has the hardness of his cock grinding against me.
This is a problem since we’re so goddamn close. Everywhere. Except there.
His finger twitches against mine. “You don’t hate me, Halen.”
My mouth dries. I don’t like him being close like this. I like our sex when it’s careless. Angry. Emotionally sadistic when he’s inflicting pain. That’s familiar.
This is dangerous. This is forbidden waters for both of us.
“I do,” I whisper, braving myself to search the speckles of gold in his cyan-tinted eyes. My gaze falls to his lips when I can’t take looking into them any longer. It doesn’t help, since his lips are carved for every girl’s wet dream.
“You don’t hate me.”
A single tear rolls down the side of my cheek and he shifts his weight, as the warmth of his tongue follows the path it just fell from.
The anger is crippling as my head tilts. I’m angry with myself for showing too much, and angry at my traitorous heart for wanting the only thing that could destroy it.
