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Her mouth fell wide.

I stopped halfway in, tormenting both of us.

Her groan matched mine.

We shivered and trembled.

We were wrapped up and suffocating in the final second while we remained two people. I couldn’t breathe as our eyes never unlocked. I felt as if I belonged and was lost and that nothing else existed all at the same confusing time.

She wasmine.

Yet it felt as if I’d never be able to keep her.

Anger poured through me, shattering my self-control.

“You want it hard? Take it.” I plunged into her.

I drove my entire length into her in one deep,deepthrust and didn’t stop until she took everything. Every inch, right to the hilt. “Take all of me.”

Heaven and home, hades and hell.

The walls inside my mind crumbled, the chains around my thoughts unraveled, and I was left free. Free-falling into her, caught by her body, wrapped tight by her pussy, shielded from all the shit in my life thanks toher.

I wanted to kiss her so fucking bad.

But I couldn’t stop looking at her.

Our stares had mated as well as our bodies, binding us together as I pulled back and surged forward, burying myself inside her, again and again.

She smiled with a tinge of sadness. Her fingers reached up to tuck long hair behind my ears. She bounced in my arms as I fucked her.

She was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. The only person I ever wanted. The missing pieces of so many holes inside me. I wanted to tell her everything. I wanted to share and confess and get on my knees with oaths that she was it for me.

She’s mine.

And as long as I had her, I’d be okay.

As long as she was safe, I—

Whiteness.

Nothingness.

Everything went blank.

I was lost in silence while bleach dripped through my mind. The whiteness turned to chalk, dusting me with despair.

I-I—

I tripped back.

I didn’t know where I was. What I’d been doing. I couldn’t see a damn thing.

Something nudged me, upsetting my balance.

I landed on something hard, biting my tongue as the whiteness slowly faded, followed by the oversaturation of light, sound, and smell.

“Kas...Kas. You’re okay.” Hands in my hair. A woman kneeling before me. “Don’t fight it. You’re fine.”


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