But he slowed down.
“You don’t get to finish until I’m ready.” He smiled down at me. “Our first time in too long, and you will only finish after I bury myself deep inside of you and fill you with cum.”
“Gods, if you keep talking like that, I will finish.”
He leaned down and kissed me like he had been missing me for a lifetime. I felt like I had found home after being lost for my entire life. He leaned back, his pretty, void eyes watching me with so many emotions.
“Tell me I am yours, that you have never wanted another man besides me.”
“It has only ever been you, Haden, and it will only ever be you.” I moaned as he pushed into me roughly.
“You know no other man could make you feel like this. You know no other man can love you the way I love you.”
My eyes widened, and I waited for him to say he hadn’t meant to say that to me. Tears stung the backs of my eyes as my throattightened with emotions. I hadn’t heard him say that to me in hundreds of years. Part of me thought he wouldn’t ever say it to me again.
“Tell me you still love me, Storm.”
“I love you more,” I whispered, worried that I would lose complete control of all of my emotions. “You are mine. In this life and every life.”
“That’s right,” he ground out. “It will only ever be you.”
I was trying to keep my tears in, but they fell down my face. Fuck, I felt so overwhelmed by my feelings for him. Gods, he watched me closely as the tears fell and they only seemed to give him incentive to drive deeper into me.
“I want to feel your pussy clench around me, Della. I can see it in your eyes that you are trying to hold out a little longer, but be a good fucking girl, and cum for me.”
That was enough to send my already sensitive body into a frenzy. I yanked him to me and dug my fingers into his back, refusing to loosen my grip on him as my orgasm hit me. Haden was moving quickly against me.
“That’s it, Storm,” he whispered as he slammed into me, filling me up like he promised as his own orgasm took over. We rode our releases out together, staring into each other’s eyes and soaking up every detail possible. After a moment, Haden collapsed on top of me, and our breathing evened out. I could feel emotions bubbling up, and I was almost scared to speak, not wanting to risk ending the dream that I was sure I had fallen into.
Chapter 5
Haden
Iwas spent as I lay across Della. My breathing was erratic as I tried to catch my breath. I could feel the void slipping away and tried desperately not to leave as the other side of me came forward.
“I love you,” I said quickly, knowing that this was not going to be good when he surfaced. But he was persistent.
I closed my eyes before she could respond.
The void let go of me as I surfaced to Della, a mess below me. I waited a moment, enjoying the way she felt. Her soft skin stuck to mine with sweat. But then I realized what the void had done, even though I told him not to forgive her.
As the full realization hit me, I pulled back as if she were poisonous. Della sat up and looked at me with wide, worried eyes. I swallowed hard when she realized it was me and not the void.
“Haden,” she whispered my name like a plea.
Regret, that is what filled my eyes when our gaze met. She reached for me, and I moved farther away from her. Instantly she pulled her hand back to her and tried to fix her clothing.
I hated myself for giving in to her. For nine years, I had fought these feelings for her, andhecame up and ruined it all in less than an hour. My gaze watched her, knowing that I had thought of being with her for years, and now that I had, all I could think about was how shitty of a man I was for it.
I could feel the guilt creeping up. How could I enjoy anything and be happy when Remiah was dead? She would never get to be happy, and I was sleeping with her murderer. But that wasn’t the worst part of this guilt that was eating me alive.
It was the fact that I still wanted Della despite knowing she killed my sister. I wanted her so desperately that I wanted to ignore what she had done. Self-hatred slammed into me because I was disgusting for still loving this fucking evil woman.
“I hope you enjoyed that because I will never touch you again,” I said with enough venom that I almost believed my own words. Her gaze met mine, and she frowned at whatever she saw on my face. “It didn’t mean anything,” I said, glaring.
Gods, the burning in my chest was painful as she stared at me like I was the monster. Maybe I was, but that was fine, as long as she stayed away. I didn't need her.
“Please don’t do this,” she begged.
