Page 26 of Praise Me: Soldier

No. No, I wouldn’t do that.

Who could do anything to harm someone so perfect?

“Theo,” she whimpers, her eyes glazed over. “I’m scared.”

My heart almost leaps out of my chest. “I won’t let anything happen to you, baby,” I vow, leaning down to latch our mouths together, my hips never slowing, only picking up the pace, the frame of her bed beginning to bash off the wall. “I’ll protect you forever.”

“Theo!” she screams against my mouth.

“I know. It’s a crime to be so fertile and have nothing to grow.” My drives turn brutal, concentrated, preparing for what my body is about to do, a crack forming in the headboard beneath my hand. Or maybe the earth is shaking from the battle outside. “But I’ve got our baby right here, July. I’ve got that fat come you love so much.”

Our sweat is making it almost too easy to slip up and down her naked body, slicking my path to every pound. At some point I take her wrists in mine and shove them beneath her butt, elevating her hips and angling me to deliver the hot spend that threatens to release at any second.I’m scared.Those words shout at me from an unseen source in the room and I look into her eyes for reassurance, finding them anxious and dazed, her hips working her pussy furiously in my lap, helping my length slam in and out. And she bites me. Bites me enough to leave blood on her lip, her cunt twisting violently around my shaft, her desperate moan filling my head.

“I…I…” she starts, her wetness sluicing around the trunk of my dick, thighs vibrating in a blur. “Oh God, it’s happening!”

“Christ, baby, I’m coming with you,” I manage, before my sperm breaks free and floods July’s breach. I shove deep as possible with a roar, my body convulsing on top of her smaller one, her thighs twitching around me while I break. That’s exactly what I do. Ibreak.I give myself over to the tender mercy of her body and let it heal me, let it pleasure me, my cock jerking inside of her narrow passage over and over and over, making my eyes tear from the pleasure-pain. “Wasn’t that worth coming into battle for, little girl? Came for a load and you left with enough for six, didn’t you?” I drag my cock in and out to stroke out the final drops of seed. “No one comes as hard as I do for you.No one, sweet July.”

Slowly, I come back to myself, my body sated and my heart thundering with love for the woman beneath me. I love her, I love her—

And that love recoils in horror when it sees the bruises around her neck.

The blood on her chin.

Red handprints on her jaw, her throat, her upper arms.

Her hands are still pinned beneath her hips. I’ve been holding her prisoner.

Lifting my gaze, I see the crack in the headboard and it all comes back to me. Her telling me she was scared. How brutally I just fucked her. Avirgin.How I took solace from the battle in her body, unfairly. And therewasno battle.

We’re in her bedroom. She trusted me to sleep beside her and I…

I choked her. Didn’t prepare her enough. Possibly got her pregnant without any kind of rational discussion first. No wonder she was scared. Why didn’t I stop when she said she was scared? Am I a monster?

Quickly, I release her wrists, climbing off her ravaged body and burying my head in my hands, starting to pace beside the bed. “Oh Jesus, July, what have I done?”

CHAPTERTEN

July

Oh my goodness.

I can’t move. My bones are made of warm butter. There are stinging marks all over my body, my throat feels raw and I’m not sure if I’ll ever catch my breath again. I completely overestimated my ability to handle Theo during one of his nightmares. I thought it would be so easy to snap him out of it. Soothe him. But I was wrong. He was in the midst of battle the whole time we made love and now, I feel like I’ve made it through battle, too.

And I’m exhilarated.

Sex is not this choreographed act I was expecting. It’s messy. It’s mentalandphysical. In my case, it’s…destruction. When Theo gave me orgasms with his tongue and fingers, it was like a knot loosening. A slow, wonderful melt into relief. With Theo inside of me, however, using my body so roughly and with such a lack of control, the orgasm hit me like a mean right cross. It choked me and robbed me of reason, cinched up my tummy so tight, I thought I would rupture from the inside out…until the pleasure arrived like a reward for making it through the briar patch.

I’m wrecked in the best way.

Sated, stupefied and…proud of myself. I’m stronger than I thought. I’m adventurous. I’m the embodiment of his needs. Need so strong, he can’t breathe when he’s fucking me. He has to bite and groan and squeeze me because the pleasure is so intense. With me. I’m good in bed, I think. Who knew? And it’s only my first time.

It takes me a moment to mentally wave away the haze and realize Theo is pacing back and forth beside the bed, visibly distraught. His reaction parts the bliss induced fog all around me and I struggle up onto one elbow.

“Theo. What’s wrong?”

“What’swrong?” He stops, raking an unsteady hand through his hair. “Baby, you’re…” His chest rises and falls. “You’re all covered in marks. Jesus, your throat…I could have killed you.”

“No.” I sit up and swing my legs around, scooting to the edge of the bed, reaching out for him, but he shakes his head and steps out of my reach. “No, you were rough, but you weren’t violent.”

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