Page 98 of Homecoming

Every thrust sends a rippling shock wave through him and pressing each inch of his dick inside her, he rocks his hips forward. Sliding her body along his length, he feels the want of his cum ready to explode and with his head tipped back, he grips his hands on the curve of her waist and lets go.

Panting with a heavy breath, a satisfied smile creeps across his lips. He looks down and strokes his fingers along the curve of her spine. Brushing his hand in the small dip of her back just at the part where it meets with her bruised red hand-painted ass.

Her pussy glistens with his moisture. The sweet scent of their musk and arousal emanates around the room. “God, you’re so beautiful. I want you to be mine,” he snarls, demanding against her ear.

Kat lays silent as a huge smile fills her face. Her body’s fucked to the point of exhaustion and slowly she raises her head; turning to look over her shoulder, she sees the power of his tattooed body standing over her and it fills her with satisfying pleasure.

As she grins in contentment, she can feel the gentle touch of his mouth kissing the length of her spine, over her shoulder, and along the back of her neck. Darius then releases the rope from around the belt and, loosening the leather binding, he takes it off.

He smiles and, kissing the purple-red surface welts burned on her wrists, he makes them almost magically disappear before he pays the same careful attention to the red marks of his hand on the cheeks of her ass.

Kat groans as the feeling of soreness dissipates and she slowly rolls onto her side. “Lay with me.” Her green eyes flicker a plea. Her blonde curls are a mess, her eyeliner smeared but consumed with happiness, she reaches up for a kiss.

With Darius laid next to her on the bed, Kat rests her head against his chest. The smell of his aftershave fills her nose as she imagines the sound of his heart beating a thud against her own. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He strokes her head as Kat closes her eyes to rest.

“Now we're alone, will you tell me about yourself—about the wolf that you were. What were you like?”

“What do you want me to tell you?” Darius frowns with an air of annoyed hesitation.

“Tell me what you were like before you got turned. Tell me about that—about Isabella, about you. You never tell me any of that, so tell me now.”

“It’s the past and there’s no point in looking back. Besides, I’m not the same person now as I was then.” He strokes his hand on the outside of her thigh as Kat sits up and stares at him.

“I don’t want any secrets between us. I want to know who you really are.”

“She told you... Alana, she told you what we did.” He snorts and shakes his head. “What do you want to know, Kat? That I fucked her. Is that what you want to hear? Then sure... I did. She was there, and I took her. Hell, I was a young alpha wolf—a pack leader. I could have whatever the hell I wanted,” he sneers. “That doesn’t mean I haven’t changed now.”

“I know, and I’m not accusing you of anything. I just want to know about you. Did you love her?”

“She was a dancer—we fucked for money and that was it. Kat, where the hell are you going with this?”

“I told you. I want…”

“… you want to know. You want to know what I was like? Okay, I’ll tell you. I was a son of a bitch—a complete fuckin’ asshole. I was king of my club and I knew it. I could have had any girl in there—hell, I probably did. I don’t remember any of them.”

“But Alana was different. You did care for her. She loved you.”

“She loved me?” He scoffs loudly. “Did she tell you that? And so that’s why she ghosted me, right? Why she disappeared and never came back? That encounter at the house was the first time I’ve seen her in many many moons. So no,” he shakes his head, “no, she didn’t love me. Sorry. I know you want to know; you have questions.” He gets up from the bed and picks up his pants. “But Alana and me, it was more complicated than that. She’s not what she seems. Sure, I’m sure you think you know, but you don’t. I became obsessed with her… what she was… she had… she had this thing over me.”

“Something over you? Like what? Darius, please don’t leave… I just want to talk. You won’t talk to me about anything. Fine, you don’t want to talk about Alana… what about Evelyn? What about your daughter? Don’t you want to know? You just want to keep denying her?”

“Trust me, Kat… it’s best for her. I can’t get attached. Getting attached ends in a world of pain for everyone.”

“Because of Isabella? You don’t want to get attached because of her?”

“Maybe… I don’t know. Kat, stop trying to analyze me, because you can’t.” He sighs and takes out the small black jewelry box from his pocket. “You want to know why I can’t be there for my daughter? Because I’m still an asshole. Because I only satisfy my own needs. I can’t care for anyone else.”

Kat frowns as he holds out the box in front of her. “What’s that?”

“It’s something I bought for you,” he sighs loudly as he hands it to her. “Go on, open it.”

“It’s a present?” Won over, Kat's face loses the frown and returns a smile. “Oh my God, is this a… Darius, what is this?” She opens the box and, without a word, stares at the huge solitaire diamond ring. “My God… Darius, this is beautiful, but I don’t understand. Is this for me?” She takes a breath and removes the ring from inside. “You know I can’t accept this, not if this is you asking me to… How the hell much did this cost?”

“A lot,” he laughs as he takes the ring from her, puts it back in the box, and snaps it shut. “But you can’t have it. What I mean is, I’m not giving this to you because I bought it to ease my guilt. While you were away, I did something—something I’m not proud of. And this… I bought this thinking it would make amends for what I did. That it would make me feel better. But it doesn’t. It just reminds me of what did and what an asshole I am. Kat, I can’t be with you the way you want me to be and I most certainly can’t be a father for Evelyn.”

“What? But wait…” Kat sits up and stares at him, “but we just… this here now. What do you mean we can’t be together? What did you do? Darius, tell me what you did.”

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