Page 24 of Bells

I sped up my pace, fucking her deep and hard, her headboard banging against the wall as she took all of my cock deep into her body, her tits bouncing for me, a smile on her face.

My name spilled from her lips as she came hard.

She wanted me. She loved me. It was just hard for her. God, I loved her too. So much. I loved having her.

I followed a moment later, groaning as I filled her pussy with my release, sealing our fate.

I pressed my forehead to hers, both of us gasping for air.

“I love you,” I whispered as I balanced myself over her.

“I know,” she answered.

I closed my eyes, praying someday she’d be able to say the words to me too.

“We’re good now?”

“We’re good,” she said, cradling my face.

I relished in her touch, absorbing the warmth. When I rolled off her, I lay on my back at her side, staring up at the ceiling, turmoil sweeping through me.

I couldn’t shake the feeling I’d done something really fucking bad despite my love for her.

She turned over and snuggled against me, her hand low on my abdomen.

I exhaled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head before I hugged her against me.

Despite all the fear now coursing through me at the implications of what we’d just done, I was here. I wasn’t fucking leaving. She was my girl.

“Tell me you’re mine, Bells.”

“I’m yours, Sin,” she said softly, hugging me against her. “Promise. Until the day I die.”

I smiled at that.

“I’m yours too. Never anyone else’s.”

She chuckled softly. “Perfect.”

And it was. Or would be.

It had to be. Anything less than that would fucking ruin my existence.

BELLS

“How is paradise?” Asylum asked as he fell in step beside me. It had been a few weeks since I’d fucked him.

“Probably the same as hell,” I answered. “It’s a matter of perspective.”

“I would agree with that,” he said as we stopped walking down the wooded path through the forest.

I’d finished classes and therapy for the day and planned on getting some fresh air. I was meeting Sin later that night at his place. When we’d made up two weeks ago, he’d promised to have me over more and let me get to know his friends.

It was all I wanted really.

And to make him suffer like he was making me suffer.

I knew he didn’t want me around Church, but he didn’t understand how important Church was to me. To what we could all be together if he’d give it a chance.

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