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A beat of silence goes by. Her body is shaking, and not from the cold.

Not anymore.

“I love you so much, Micah,” she says, trembling but holding my stare. “But he was my first love. I’m sorry if that hurts you, but that’s how it is. I can’t change it. He was there for me at the beginning of all this. All I had was him, but that does not change how I feel about you now.”

He was all I had, too. My whole goddamn life.

I try to breathe, but the tightness in my chest takes over, completely paralyzing me. She shifts, and her sweater hits the floor. She’s wearing her sexy, tight-ribbed tank top, the one that makes her tits look amazing. I run my hand down her stomach and slip that off, too, so her tits pop out. Her naked body helps me breathe again.

My jaw flexes. My whole body is more rigid than my bone weapon. She runs her hand down her torso to the band of her sweatpants, and my cock is now a painful bulge against my boxers. “This too, Micah?” she breathes. “Is this what you want me to do?”

I bite the inside of my cheek. “It’s a good start,” I growl.

She grabs my erection, tickling it with her fingers through the fabric. “Will fucking me non-stop help you get over losing your brother instead of actually talking about him?” She pulls down the band of her pants. She’s still so thin that they fall to the floor as soon as she loosens the drawstring. I loosen my drawstring and pull out my cock, cradling her up so her back is pressed against the wall.

Her pussy is ready for me, as it always is.

“Yes, it’s what I fucking want.” I slide right into her and begin sucking on her neck, mumbling into her skin, “You are all I ever want.”

I rock inside her, and she keeps her head hung low to try to hide the fact that she’s crying. I bury myself deep inside her, and already, the sex is better than it has been in days. I wipe her tears away with my thumb.

Maison’s warning from the grave echoes in my ears. He doesn’t like what I’m doing to London. He knows I’m going to destroy her.

But I am so in love with her that it hurts.

So he can fuck right off.

“Is this what you need, Micah? For me to show how much I love you?” Her voice breaks as she says it, and she grinds onto my cock. Her sniffles turn to moans as she fills herself up with the length of my cock.

I pull out of her, and using both arms, I pick her up and move her to the bed, laying her down and looking at this gorgeous girl in my possession. All the little marks I’ve given her when she said or did something I didn’t like. She thought it was a game and I was teasing when I said I wanted to train her. But her training hasn’t even begun, and those marks were just the beginning. She needs to understand that she can’t leave me. Clearly, I’ve been too gentle with her.

I have to remind her how much pleasure I can give her.

I pull off her, the dim light of the fire making her skin sparkle beneath me. I run my thumb over the two bruises I left on her hips and press down.

Her breath hitches, and she shakes her head, pursing her adorable lips. “Micah, I don’t want to play this game right now. You’re scaring me, and I’m tired.”

She’s always fucking tired. All she does is sleep. But little does she know that it’s time for her awakening. She’s ready… so I press harder.

“Stop it, Micah.”

I press deeper, and she goes deathly still, but her breath deepens, her cheeks flush, and her eyes darken. Her body is responding how I hoped it would, arching into me.

“Be very careful when telling me to stop, sweetheart,” I whisper. “Because you only get to say it once, and I will stop. But I don’t think that’s what you really want me to do.”

Her little heart is beating super fast now. That got her attention.

“Do you still want me to stop, baby?”

Her naked body trembles slightly, but she bites her bottom lip and her eyes sparkle. More vitality than I’ve seen in weeks. “No. But I think we should talk about him, eventually. You can’t hide from him forever, Micah. You’re not doing well right now. What happened? Can we talk about it? We have to come to terms with what happened to him.”

I pause, and she waits for my reaction, which she must be aware will not be positive. I lean my forehead against hers, dominating her space because doing so gives me a slice of control I wouldn’t have otherwise. “I’m not hiding from him, London. I can’t get him out of my mind, but I’m not ready to deal with him. Because I’m worried that when I do, I won’t come back from the places it will bring me to.”

She’s quiet, her breath causing her chest to rise and fall underneath me. “Micah…”

I press my fingers over her lips, quieting her. “The only person I want to think about right now, in what short time we have left, is you, baby.”

A hint of fear flashes in her eyes. “Have you thought about going to check on the others? I mean, we just left them in the night. They probably think we are dead.” She mindlessly plays with my fingers before grabbing my hand. “We can’t stay here forever, Micah.”