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When she tightened again, the beast knew how close she was. Birdie, the woman who was never rattled by anything, was falling apart all over me. She couldn’t stop herself from grinding against my fingers anymore, couldn’t stop the way her head tilted to press innocent kisses along my neck, my jaw. When I heard her moan, I didn’t think I’d ever be able to see straight again. This awful image was the thing I’d held onto for years, the hope I’d never been able to let go of. It was the ache that robbed me of every night, and when she clung against my chest, I let my lips fall back against her temple.
How did this feel so fucking right?
“Think he knows he’s trying to take what’s always been mine?”
I’d never forget the way she grinded against me, the way she moaned against my skin. As her sweet little cunt grinded against me, her pleas filled my head. She wanted more, she wanted to be allowed to cum, and all I could picture was how perfect she’d look bouncing on my cock. Her body tightened around me as she straightened, as she caved into my chest. Those little whimpers would never truly leave me, the perfect sounds she made when she came. My shirt balled in her fists, and as she finally gave me the last truth I needed, my name lived on her lips.
She hasn’t been wet for hours, for days.
She’d been wet for me foryears.
Her moans would take another minute to die down, but my head had gone silent long before that. My fingers pulled out of her once her body relaxed, rubbing gentle circles along her clit as she tried to remember how to stand. I was supposed to be able to relax. I was supposed to find peace in an undying need. It should have made me feel normal, feel accepted, to know that the disease that haunted me had infected her as well. But this beast would never let anything go. Through the thickness of her excitement, the scent of copper tainted every memory. Panic shot through my system before I knew what I was doing. Sharp hands pulled her away from me, and as my eyes travelled back down to her torn side, an old emotion stole that sense of peace.
You destroy everything you touch.
When that shiver ran over my body, Birdie pulled away entirely. Her golden eyes wouldn’t rest on me— not as she was busy trying to cover herself. All I wanted to do was leave, to get away from that disgusting mix of scents, but before I could make my way to the door, Birdie’s fingers wrapped around my wrist. She was hurt. She was vulnerable. She needed me, but when I looked back, all I saw was the same girl I saw the night of the party.
The one who wanted me to make this right.
The one who knew I never would.
“I need help,” she moaned, tugging me back towards the shower. “I can’t get in by myself.”
Seeing her like that, seeing those golden eyes again, only fed the hurt in my chest. It wasn’t right how badly I wanted to help her. It wasn’t right that I never could. If I picked her up, I’d fuck her against the shower wall. If I picked her up, I’d fuck her until she bruised, fuck her until she screamed, fuck her until she became mine entirely.
I’d ruin her.
I’d ruin her and I’d never get her back.
“You grinded against my hand just fine.” Her shoulders collapsed as I pulled my wrist from her grip. “You can handle a fucking bathtub.”
