“Wanna sit with me?” I ask, turning to look at him.
“He’s afraid of heights,” Thane says seriously.
“I’m afraid of living, so we are both facing our fears on this ledge. Come sit,” I say. Reid sighs, but moves closer.
“Fucking crazy ass people sitting on a goddamn ledge,” Reid mutters to himself, making Thane chuckle.
“Reid, I don’t know if you can say that.” I laugh and pat his thigh when he sits next to me.
“Why are we sitting here?” Reid asks, leaning back a bit as if that will save him from falling.
"Wouldn't it suck if I just…” I say, but nudge him as though I might push him off.
“Oh shit!” he yelps, grabbing onto me. Thane and I start laughing heartily, and he grabs my chin to make me look at him.
“I’m sorry. You are fun to pick on,” I say between giggles.
“I’m trying to be a professional, but you make it really fucking hard to do that, Ayla,” Reid growls.
“Made you forget why you were sad, though,” I say, and he sinks back a bit.
“Why are we sitting here?” Reid asks again with a softer tone of voice.
“I wanted to see what it felt like to be this close to death, knowing I wouldn’t jump,” I say. “I think part of me does want to die, but that part is the little girl who was hurt. But… I want to learn how to fly.”
“Ayla… Humans can’t fly,” Reid says with a small smile.
“Metaphorically, asshole,” I laugh. “I like the feeling of being close enough to the edge to feel that little drop in your stomach, but I have the confidence to know I won’t fall.”
“Trust me?” Thane asks.
“Enough to sit on a ledge with you and let you come inside me,” I laugh. Thane moves back before turning me so my back is to the edge. He pulls me toward him before taking my hands.
“Lie back,” he says softly. I lay back and keep hold of his hands. My shoulders lie securely on the ledge, but my head dangles. The world is upside down as he kisses down my body. Reid’s hand is close enough to grab, and laying like this freaks me out, so I grab his hand. He doesn’t hesitate to grip onto me as Thane spreads my thighs.
“This is fucked up,” I remark.
Thane gently kisses my inner thigh and slowly inches up. I spread my legs more as he wraps his arms around my thighs. As he gently licks my pussy, I let my eyes flutter closed, and I relax. He is gentle as he eats my pussy, softly flicking his tongue across my clit, gently sucking and biting me. It’s fucking heaven on earth, and I am lost in a daze.
Reid moves his hands to my belly, almost like he is holding me in place. I don’t get a chance to look up before my legs are brought up, and Thane slams into my pussy with so much force that it shoves me further over the edge. This triggers a panic where I scream, but I’m not in a position to thrash or speak. He just holds onto me as he violently fucks me over the edge of the building.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh my God! Thane. You’re… crazy!” I moan. “Oh. God. Yes. Yes!”
I come again, but this time I drag Thane down with me. He slows his pace as he slams into me, making me whimper. When he starts to pull out of me, he grabs my hands and pulls me up and away from the ledge. I get lightheaded from standing so fast, so he holds onto me as I try to gather my bearings.
“Whoa,” I remark.
“Go down to our private training room and clean up. When you are done, lie on the couch and wait for us,” Thane says.
“Yes, Sir,” I say. I glance back, and Reid is standing at the edge of the building, looking out. I look at Thane and mouth, “Is he okay?”
Thane shakes his head, and I sigh before walking to the door. I turn back before going inside and see Thane walk to Reid. I’m worried about Reid, and I don’t know if I will be able to focus on anything else now.
I stand behind Reid for a moment before stepping onto the ledge next to him. I don’t say anything, but I watch him. Reid has always struggled with depression, but this is the first time I’ve seen it surface in a long time. His dad was never home, and his mother was a fucking waste of space. She abused him from a young age, and, incredibly, he coped as well as he did. In college, I thought I was going to lose him. When he was assaulted by a frat as a sick joke, he tried to kill himself. If I hadn’t come in when I did, he would have.
“She raped me,” Reid says after a long stretch of silence. “She was abusive and just… Horrible. She told me no one would believe me… She’s trying to get herself pregnant and said she would accuse me of raping her… I got pissed while she was… Pretty sure I broke her arm… I’ll lose everything I’ve worked for.”
Reid turns to me with tears rolling down his face, and it breaks my fucking heart. “I won’t survive rock bottom again,” Reid says, choking on his emotions. I abruptly grab him into a hug and step down from the ledge to bring him with me. He immediately falls apart and sobs, like I’ve never heard before, breaking out of him.