“Aefre, there is no one in the dungeons.”
“Oh, really? I have a Power of One sense that tells me otherwise.”
He looks a bit alarmed at my faux admission, but whatever.
“Liv, there is no one in the dungeons,” he says, using my current name to impress his earnest.
Getting fed up of this game now, I pull his mouth to mine and kiss him. He responds, pulling me up onto his lap. “Don’t ever ask me to hurt you, never again. Please,” he murmurs.
“Just fuck me,” I whisper back now, all other thoughts abandoned under his kiss.
He stands, with me still in his arms, and carries me to his bed. Stripping off his own clothes now he watches me watch him.
“I love you,” he says again. “Don’t ever ask me to do this again. Please. I can’t bear to hurt you.”
He sounds so sincere I nod, feeling bad that I asked him to in the first place. Even though he needs to know that I’m not the same innocent wallflower he was reluctant to tell his secret to. He needs to know that he can trust me to love him, no matter what.
He rises above me, pinning my hands either side of my head and impales me on his cock with such force, I cry out. Oh, the gods, I want him so much. We have fucked around all day wasting time with secrets and games. I just want this. Always and forever. He brings me to a mind-shattering orgasm quickly then I take over. Straddling him, forcefully riding him until he can’t bear it anymore, he pours himself inside me and I’m happy. She is happy. I feel myself back in the massive canyon from my dream for a split second before it’s gone.
“I love you,” I murmur against his perfect lips.
He grips my hand and murmurs the same with the added, “I can’t wait to make you mine.”
CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
T he rest of the night goes by in wonderful slow lovemaking, the kind that makes me forget about everything. I forget to call Devon back and I don’t answer when Cole calls me. After the day we have had with Gregor, the revelations, confessions and history, it has been exhausting. I fall asleep around 5 AM in a dead-to-the-world sleep knowing I will still wake at 6 AM, exhausted.
I do wake at six but oddly feeling okay. CK is asleep next to me. My beautiful sire. So vicious, but so loving. I lose several minutes just staring at him, until my phone goes off again. I cringe when I look at how many missed calls and messages I have from both Cole and Devon. Answering quietly, I creep out of bed. Not bothering with a robe, I go and sit in the alcove from yesterday.
“Hey,” I say quietly.
“Hey,” Cole answers, just as quietly.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call you back yesterday. It was a difficult day,” I say by way of explanation.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I smile gently. “Yes, I’m fine. CK and I got into it yesterday. It was… trying.”
“You fought?”
“Not exactly. It’s complicated.”
“You are okay, though?”
“Yes, my love, I am. Even better now for talking to you.”
He chuckles. “Always know the right thing to say to a guy.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too. I miss you already.”
“Are you okay?” I ask, suddenly concerned as I’m so far away from him.
“Yes, I suppose so. I do feel overly lonely. Is that normal?”
“Yes, my love. I’m sorry. I should be there with you.”