Page 94 of Heartless Game

She sighed. “I love when you call me that. But why?”

I swallowed, trying to get the choking feeling out of my throat. “I want to check something.”

“Okay.” Her face was wide, soft, and trusting. She smiled, stepping wider.

Hands shaking, terrified of what I would find, I stroked her inner thighs, looking down.

Dried blood stained her thighs, her pussy. I jumped back, as if she’d burned me.

“What’s wrong, Isaac?”

“I hurt you,” I said flatly. “Why didn’t you tell me? I tore you and?—”

“Oh.” She blushed and looked away from me. “There’s something I didn’t tell you.”

“What?”

“I’m—I was…a virgin. Until last night, at least.”

I wasn’t sure I’d heard her clearly at first, my heart was roaring so loudly in my ears.

“What?”

She turned her head back to me, and although her face was solemn, there was a small, almost rueful smile on her face. “Yeah, I was a virgin. The reputation I have—” she waved her hands, “—it’s just rumors. None of it was true.”

Without realizing it, I sank to my knees in the shower, putting a hand on her calf, partially to steady myself, partially because I needed the physical contact.

“None of it?”

She shook her head. “None.”

“So I was your…first.”

“First everything. Well, I’d been kissed before, but that was?—”

“I don’t want to hear about other guys,” I barked, making her flinch. “No, I’m sorry, I?—”

I didn’t know what was going on inside of me. My heart had started racing, was still pounding in my ears. Did I want to yell in triumph, beat my chest? She was mine, completely mine, had only ever been mine. Did I want to go destroy whoever had kissed her in the past, for daring to even touch what belonged to me? I’d neverjudgedTovah for her past—that would have been hypocritical as fuck. But I’d always been jealous.

And now? Now I didn’t have to be.

I had so many questions for her. Like why she’d lie about something like that, about what had been going on with Sebastian and those other men if she hadn’t been fucking them. But one question shoved all those others out of the way.

“Did I hurt you? If I’d known, I would’ve?—”

I was so fucking worried. Would I have been gentler, if I’d known she’d been a virgin? God, her first time was a rough fuck in the woods…

“You did.” She didn’t mince her words, and this time, I was the one to flinch. “But you also made it feel so goddamn good. I didn’t want some gentle, soft, bed of roses first time, Isaac. Maybe I couldn’t admit it to myself before, but what I wanted was you.” She reached down, stroking my hair. “The real you, the caring side and the scary, controlling, animalistic side. I know I’ve called you a monster, but…”

“But what?” I needed to know, needed something to quell the shame that dragged me down like a weight.

“…but you’remymonster.”

And then I was nuzzling and kissing her ankles, her calves, her thighs, her stomach. I looked up at her.

“Thank you,” I said. I’d lost the battle with my throat, and the sound that came out was choked. “For making me come to grips with who I really am, and for accepting him. For giving me you. I fucking promise I’ll never let you regret it.”

And then I was dipping my lips between her thighs, kissing her pussy, circling her clit with my tongue, gently nipping her lips with my teeth, licking her slit and sliding my tongue inside.

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