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I rubbed my hands along the back of his neck, my fingers just able to reach past his shoulder. I could feel another scar, this one cruder in formation, the edges jagged, and the center caved in. A wound? None that I could imagine. Then what?
Blade shifted his shoulder, forcing my hand away. Whatever he’d endured was just as private as the horrors from my past. Two damaged souls. The thought would never leave my mind. He bit down on my hardened bud, regaining my full attention. I knew he was holding back, waiting to come, but the wait wouldn’t be for long.
Every motion over-exaggerated, he carried me to the bed, tossing me down in the center. I tumbled and turned, but there was no getting away. Planting me on all fours, he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down the crack of my ass then shoved his cockhead inside. A series of guttural sounds rose from the depths of his throat as he pushed his fingers into my hips.
The pain was blinding, breathtaking and I jutted my entire body backward just as he thrust his hips forward, impaling me with every inch. “Oh!”
Both our bodies shaking, he kneaded my skin before moving in an orchestrated motion, driving in and out, taking his time.
I met every hard thrust, arching my back as I clawed the bedding. A wild fire enveloped my system as this man, this amazing and very dominating man ravaged me, taking what belonged to him. Skin slapping against skin and primal moans floated up toward the ceiling. This was pure magic.
“Fuck…” he rumbled.
As a string of sweat from his face trickled down my back, I squeezed my ass muscles, smiling when he roared.
“Fuck!”
He hovered over me, his body swaying and covering me completely. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths. Everything about this experience had been cathartic, pulling me into an amazing bliss.
Easing us both onto the bed, he wrapped his arms around me, tugging the hair from my face and nuzzling against my neck. There weren’t any words to say, nothing that we should talk about. We both knew the score, yet I’d never felt so comfortable in the arms of a man. So many emotions ripped through me until I realized tears had fallen across my cheeks, sliding in zigzagging patterns toward the comforter. He wasn’t my boyfriend. He wasn’t even my lover. He was simply a blip in time.
Rolling over, I eased onto my elbow. While he didn’t push me away, he didn’t react in any manner either. He stared at me, not blinking, his face pinched. I cocked my head, my eyes drawn once again to the scar. Very gingerly, I brushed the tip of my little finger all the way down the edge, refusing to stop even as he flinched. “What happened? Who hurt you?”
Blade took several deep breaths but said nothing.
I repeated the gentle caress until he grabbed and snapped my hand away. “Don’t, Crystal.”
“Why won’t you tell me?”
“Not something I want to talk about,” he whispered.
“There’s a scar on your back too.” This time, he flinched as if I’d hit him or as if I’d found his ugly secret.
“It doesn’t matter what happened to me or why and you don’t need to know.”
“No, you’re right, maybe I don’t. We all have scars, Blade. We all hurt. We all want something or someone we can’t have. I’m not immune. Some of the worst scars are on the inside, festering and eating at what little humanity or happiness we have left. So, I do get it. You mentioned trust. Interesting word.”
Whether or not he cared wasn’t on the table. As I rolled over, I expected that he’d simply walk away, and I was going to be fine with that. Yes, I could be.
Then why did the tears welling in my eyes burn straight into my soul?
* * *
Bam! Bam!
Blood was everywhere, covering my hands and arms, the sweet stench of copper creating a wave of nausea. Leaning over, I could see my terrified reflection in the gooey substance. No. No! There was no way. I was squatting in a pool of blood, a dripping sound all around me. I struggled to stand, but my bare feet slipped, pitching me forward until I slid along the cold, concrete floor. The hard thud knocking the wind out of me, I smacked at the surface. “Help me!”
I was so cold, my teeth chattering. “Please…” My voice hoarse from screaming, I realized there was no one coming to save me.
Click!
A bright line came down as if from the heavens, forcing me to look up. Instead of salvation, I found hell.
“No!”
“No. No!”
I swam up from a brutal dream, blinking several times in order to determine whether it was real. Everything was dark, pitch black. Where the fuck was I? What was happening? Panting, I struggled with whatever was holding me down, fighting as I tried to remember. Bed. Home. What the…
