Page 126 of Borden 3

There were no tender words.

No cocky glint in his eyes.

Just a man that needed to empty himself in his woman.

The demons swirled in the depth of his eyes. The urgency to keep the darkness at bay was unavoidable as he gritted his teeth, his eyes shutting hard as he stilled, his cock jerking within me.

He came hard.

His body relaxed only slightly.

Only slightly but it wasn't enough.

Within minutes, he was moving with the same vigour and animalistic urge all over again.

???

Borden carried me to the empty cot and set me down on my feet. I was unsteady. He held my arm, keeping me balanced as I sat down on the bed. I glanced up at him. His chest was heaving, that just fucked look heavy in his expression as he peered down at me.

“Lay with me?” I asked.

He blinked slowly, thinking. “I gotta get back in a couple hours.”

“How bad is it out there?”

He rubbed at his jaw, looking utterly spent. “Do you remember the promise I made you when I said what would happen if you ever got hurt again.”

I went still, reflecting.

Should a day like that ever come, I promise to set the fucking earth on fire and bleed out any fucking cunt that ever thought he could go unscathed for hurting my alleycat.

I swallowed. "That bad."

"The worst yet."

I wanted to ask him about it, but he wouldn’t want me to know. Maybe I didn’t want to really know, either.

“Just lay with me,” I urged.

“I’m filthy.”

I smiled. “So am I now.”

Despite it all, his lips formed that delicious smirk I loved. “I love when you’re covered in me. I love when I’m covered in you, too.”

“You’re not the only one that loves it.”

He began to undress, throwing the clothes haphazardly on the floor. Then he crawled into bed with me, tugging me into his side. We smelled…interesting. I didn’t mind. I knew he didn’t have long with me, so I made the most of it. He held me and stroked my hair. I could tell he was wide awake, unable to rest properly.

But I was drowsy. I could hardly keep my eyes open. I still managed to ask, “Is Theo…”

“He’s okay.”

I nodded, partly relieved, partly wary. “How are they? The Lost Boys.”

Borden took a moment to respond. “They are unstoppable.”

I nodded again, glad to hear it.

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