Page 38 of Angels Are Falling

I clutched his shirt in my fists, words failing me completely. My thoughts scattered like startled birds as sensation overwhelmed reason. My spine curved involuntarily, my body caving even as my mind reeled. I rose onto my toes, a gasp caught in my throat.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

“N-no,” I stammered incoherently as my skirt fell around my ankles. My stance widened instinctively, and he didn’t hesitate to claim the space I’d created.

“No, you weren’t thinking of him, or no, you won’t tell me?” His words came out as a rough growl, barely intelligible through the haze of sensation.

I couldn’t focus on what he was asking, not with his fingers moving inside me like that.

The room tilted as he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom, which was separated by a hallway. I cursed and screamed until he dropped me on the mattress. I lay flat, staring up at the ceiling, breath coming fast and shallow. My thoughts wouldn’t connect, just fragments spinning away from each other while my legs hung off the edge. When his fingers hooked into my underwear and tugged them down, my body jolted in response.

“What are you⁠—”

I stopped breathing upon hearing the rustle of his clothing. I felt the coarse brush of his sweatpants against my shin as he stepped out of them.

A large hand cupped the back of my knee and lifted it, spreading me wide. My hands dove between my legs to cover myself. Perhaps that barrier between us had been broken, but a part of me still wanted to shield myself from letting it happen again. One look into his dark eyes, which still glittered with banked rage, made my body pliant instinctively.

“You don’t give a shit that I waited for you,” he growled as he dragged my ass to the edge of the bed.

I would argue the opposite was true. He tricked me into sleeping with him on our first night together.

My mind blanked when I felt the pressure of his cock against me. I looked down the length of my body as Kai gripped my hip with his bruised, bloodied hand, holding me in place while he pushed forward.

“Kai! What the hell are you doing?”

I tried to scramble backward, but his fingers dug deeper, anchoring me to the edge of the bed. His neck corded with strain as he pushed forward, jaw clenched tight. The low sounds he made swallowed my own gasps. He pulled back, then eased forward. He closed his eyes, his dick twitching inside of me.

His eyes shot open and bore into mine. “I’ve given up who I am just to be with you,” he said, breath ragged against my ear. “But you still want him.”

My fingers clutched at his biceps, desperate to hold on while my heels scraped against the mattress. His hips were already moving. Each thrust came before I could brace for it. Lost in his own need, he chased his release with single-minded determination, as though I wasn’t even there.

I shoved against his chest, but he didn’t flinch. “Stop. Kai, stop.”

My fingers found their way to his back, nails digging crescents into his skin. Instead of stopping, he groaned and drove deeper.

My voice broke as I asked, “Why are you being this way?”

My struggles turned desperate, my body twisting beneath his weight. The bed was moving from his efforts. It was too much. He didn’t care about the fear in my eyes, couldn’t hear my gasping pleas, either.

His body finally tensed before he collapsed against me with a shout. Fresh tears slid down my eyes silently, disappearing into my hairline, while his breath was hot against my neck.

Kai froze when he felt my tears against his temple. His head snapped up, and I watched shock ripple across his face like a stone dropped in still water. Like he had snapped, and he had no idea what he was doing until he saw tears streaming down my face.

The fury that had twisted his features moments before dissolved. His hands trembled as they wiped my tear-streaked cheek.

“Don’t cry.” His voice was hoarse as he pressed his forehead to mine. “Please don’t cry.”

I closed my eyes as he tumbled out a breathless apology.

“I keep making you cry. It isn’t how this was supposed to go.”

My racing mind stilled. I met his gaze as his fingers brushed my hair from my face. The controlled Kai I knew had returned, even as I felt him throbbing inside me from his uncontrollable behavior.

“You can’t,” he began unsteadily. “You can’t talk about him when we are together.” His eyes moved over my face and landed on my lips. “I hate the idea of sharing you with anyone else.”

I was about to respond that it didn’t sound rational in a polyandrous marriage, but words evaded me. We lay there, side by side, and there was nothing more to say between us. He wanted my submission, which he couldn’t have, and had settled for my body instead.

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