Page 45 of Xane

Bliss.The simple things in life can become a beacon calling you home, and for me it’s making love with the only man who holds my heart.A final step to soothe the lacerations in my brain caused by Ramiro to turn them into scars.A healing process that’s different for each person when it comes to overcoming trauma and living with the tragic debris rooted inside your head.

A moan tumbles from my lips when I shift my hips.Slowly, I lift up and slide back down, loving the feel of Grayer deep inside my body.I only closed my eyes when my orgasm hit when he was pleasuring me with his mouth.The rest of the time I keep them wide open.To ground me and stay in this moment.

I shove at his chest and he lets himself fall back on the bed.Placing my hands on his chest, I start to slowly ride him as we stare at one another.Tingles flow through me, letting the pleasure we create flow through my veins.He’s completely bare beneath me while I’m still wearing my shirt as a barrier.

Ramiro drugged me which only gave me flashes of him above me, and the ache of my body as a reminder of what he did to me.Though, he used my breasts as a way to inflict pain and even before they were highly sensitive.

Gritting my teeth, I shove the reminder away and grip the hem of my shirt.I pull the fabric over my head and let the fabric fall to the floor.Grayer’s gaze roams over my breasts, pure hunger openly reflects in his stare, making them ache.I might be able to have sex, but I’m afraid if he touches my breasts it will trigger memories.Shit.That thought already does as my hips falter.

“Don’t touch,” I croak.

Grayer’s hips go off the bed when he thrusts up.

“So fucking gorgeous,” he huskily rumbles and both his hands squeeze my ass.“I love this ass, those tits, your hot tight pussy squeezing my cock.”

I moan and feel his piercings hit a spot inside me that sends sparks of pleasure throughout my body.We were one another’s first and back then we had no clue what we were doing while now...oh, man...those piercings bring a whole new level of pleasure into the mix.

Grinding my hips, I feel my orgasm building.Our breathing picks up, just like Grayer’s thrusts until we’re both a sweaty panting mess.I can’t keep my eyes open when the intensity becomes too much.

I’m flying, completely thrown into bliss.Faintly I hear Grayer roar out his release and feel him pulse inside me.I’m completely spent and crumble onto his chest.His strong arms pull me close.Our hearts are racing, we’re breathing heavy, and our sweaty naked bodies are plastered together.Nothing feels more perfect than this moment.

The sound of footsteps makes me realize I must have dozed off.

“Sorry,” Grayer mumbles and leans in to gives me a kiss.“I wanted to let you sleep a little longer.Spence called.I’m heading into church to talk shit through with the rest of the brothers, okay?Come find me when you’re ready.”

I stretch my arms over my head, wincing slightly at the pull of the wounds from the glass.The sheet falls away, exposing my breasts.

Grayer’s eyes lock on them and he licks his lips and grumbles, “Why did I leave the damn bed again?”

“Work,” I regretfully tell him, and then make the mistake of throwing the blankets off and getting out of bed.

Naked.I’m completely naked before him and his heated gaze should make me feel wanted, but the leaking mess between my legs kinda ruins it.

Crossing my legs, I mutter, “I need a shower.”

“Or you could put on some panties and keep my spunk covering your sweet pussy all day.If you do shower, I’ll have no other choice but to fill it up again.Fuck.”He reaches down and adjusts himself.“Yeah, either way is a fuckin’ turn on.I have a feeling you’ll be round with my child very soon.Dammit.You make me crazy, woman...wanting every-fucking-thing all at once when it comes to you.”

All I can do is stare while I process his words.

He shoots me a wink and smirks before he says, “I’m gonna leave you to it.Like I said, come find me when you’re ready.”

For what?Another round?Work on getting pregnant?Wait...those are considered the same thing.Ugh.Shower.I need it.I rush to the bathroom while Grayer leaves the room.Once I’ve taken a long shower, I notice it’s still early in the evening.

With what happened hours ago in the main room of the clubhouse it’s still a harsh reminder.Definitely not something I will forget, even if they cleaned everything up.Neo shoving a gun in my hand and not knowing how to use it.The way he protected me, got hurt, saved Fawkes, and died.

“Everything okay, Z?”Fawkes asks.

My head turns his way, and I realize I’ve been staring at the bar for who knows how long.

“Yeah,” I murmur.“Sorry, I was lost in thoughts.”

Fawkes bobs his head.“Understandable.”

I point at church and ask, “Shouldn’t you be in there?”

“I was at the hospital, waiting for Stellan to come out of surgery.All went well, so I messaged Prez to let him know I’d go by Neo’s parents to give them the tragic news.I hate phones.”He falls silent.

My throat clogs up.It’s not just Neo we lost, Stellan was injured as well.How did that little detail slip out of my mind too while I was the one who helped him before the EMTs arrived?