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She didn’t move, didn’t lift her head. More broken than I’d ever seen her.
But there. A cracked whisper. “Please. Damen.”
I didn’t make her repeat it, didn’t wait for her to struggle her head upward and look at me. Action was my only thought and I rolled her curled body over onto her back, her legs not unfurling with the motion.
In a second, my tongue was on her forehead, swiping at the pain that was as ferocious as I’d ever felt in her.
We’d been down this particular road before, and in that moment, I had no hesitation in taking her down it again.
She’d come to me. Come to me because I was the only one that could help her. Come to me because I was the one she needed. I didn’t give a fuck if she was only using me—she’d come to me and that was paramount.
My tongue sparking pain away from her forehead, I spun the pain down into my body, twisting it into pleasure as I slid my hand between her torso and her thighs clamped tight to her belly, rigid in pain. Heat spread outward from my palm as I reached her lower abdomen, shooting the first shocks of pleasure deep into her womb.
The slightest gasp from her lips and I sent another shock of pleasure into her. Another gasp and her legs relaxed away from her belly, parting slightly.
I smiled as my tongue swiped long above her eyebrow. Her body did always respond to me, no matter how her mind refused me.
My fingers slipped down between the crack in her thighs as my palm stayed on her lower abdomen.
Pleasure through my fingers, sparking an arc through her clit, into her womb, to reach my palm.
Another drag of my tongue, this one starting between her eyebrows and drawing slowly across the right side of her brow. Sending deep into her every ounce of the pain I twisted into pleasure. Hitting her clit, her G-spot. Her panties grew soaked under my fingers.
I gave myself another smile and swiped quickly over the area I’d just traced with my tongue, speeding a fast jolt of exquisite fire into her.
She jerked, screaming, her body orgasming, even as pain still ravaged her head.
I gave myself a millisecond of enjoyment at the sound and then went right back to work, continuing to siphon out the pain and strum it as pleasure back into her body.
Again and again, not letting her rest.
Her pain didn’t relax, so I wouldn’t either.
The rigidness in her legs eased, and she opened herself full to me as I worked her body. She panted her way through three more orgasms, each more intense than the last, and her eyes finally opened to me.
Her green irises vibrated in intensity, staring up at me like I was both angel and demon and she couldn’t decide which one she wanted more.
Her hands moved up, clasping the sides of my face and she dragged me downward until my mouth was on hers.
Kissing me. Needing me. Devouring me.
My fingers on her crotch curled into the fabric of her panties and I tore the delicate fabric in two as I switched position above her, straddling her.
There was no moving to the bed, no stopping this moment.
This was happening on the floor between the doorframe because there was no possibility I was going to get in the way of this moment of fate charging at us.
My cock ready—four fucking, agonizing years ready for her—I set the head of my shaft at her soaked slit and paused. A moment for her to stop this now before I wrecked her.
A gurgle up from her throat and her fingers on my head clawed into me, pulling me down, kissing me harder as her hips angled upward to me.
Our tongues still entangled, my left hand curled atop her head and I slammed into her, impaling her so hard I was shocked I didn’t drill right through her into the floor to send splinters into my cock.
Instant lightning thundered between us—that ferocious electricity that neither of us could control when we met like this—feeding out of her and into me, looping back into her in a never-ending circle.
Balls deep, I paused, letting the shattering energy surge between us.
She wasn’t having it and her hips bucked, demanding action.
