Page 58 of Vulnerate

We don’t look away from each other or breathe and tears burn the back of my eyes. This is goodbye. A long painful goodbye while we’re still going to be in each other’s lives. We’ll see each other and interact but our souls will never be able to meet again.

Emotion fills his low voice. “Come for me. If I only get tonight, I need to see it as many times as possible.”

Speaking to my Val, a moan breaks up my admission as I grind down. “I’ve missed you.”

We’re still lying to each other, and he drops my legs to wrap his arms around me. The callouses on his palm scrape my temple as he brushes my hair away from my face while hugging me with one arm and filling the room with lies.

“I’ve missed you too, Dani mine.”

I needed the false claim to climax and hold on to his shoulders as it’s ripped from me. He grabs my hips and pushes up into me as he seals his lips over mine. His entire body tensing while I take my release out on his skin. My nails score down his back, his shoulders, any part of him that I can reach because just like the man it was violently gentle. He massages up my back and holds on to my shoulders preventing me from escaping as he turns on his back. I’m plastered to his chest, and he stares up at me with loss.

Thrusting up into me hard enough for his balls to slap against my ass, he bites out, “My.” Thrust. “Sweet.” Thrust. “Dani.”

Reaching behind me to wreck him like I am, I cup his balls rolling them in my hand and write my name on his neck with my tongue. That piece of his skin above his collar bones is mine. If I can’t have anything else, I’ll at least find comfort in that.

Val’s hold turns bruising, and he pushes his head into the bed groaning out, “Fuck, baby, up. Going to come.”

The instruction doesn’t make sense and I try to rock back but he threads his fingers through my hair keeping me in place. His jaw is clenched, and it turns his voice rough.

“Don’t you dare, it’s not the end of the night yet.”

My body goes limp, and I nod dumbly letting him pull me away and he sits me on his face before I can stop him. Holding my hips so I’m hovering above him, he says darkly,

“I can’t have my innocent dreams, so you’ll make the dirty fantasies a memory.”

My hands whip out for purchase against the wall as he roughly pulls me down and anger stares up at me as I ride Val’s face. It’s not sweet and teasing anymore. He wants to ruin me for breaking what didn’t have a chance to bloom. And I want to hurt him for not being truthful.

I pull my shoulders back and stretch my arms behind me to flatten my palms on his chest. I grind down as he pushes his tongue inside me. The hands on my hips move up and deliver punishing squeezes to my tits. He forms a V with his fingers and traps my nipples between them. Each tug has a scream building inside of me and he eats at me. The bastard pulls me away before I can climax and flips me on my back. He enters me in one brutal thrust that my spine moving in a wave. I pushagainst his hips and my body contorts up with only my head touching the bed.

His rough hand wraps around my throat and the violent possession in his voice forces me to relax.

“You’re mine, take it. Take everything I have.” He stares at my face and threatens me. “I should come on your face, make you walk home like that so everyone can see you’re mine.”

My hand whips out at the degrading comment leaving a perfect imprint on his cheek.

Everything pauses, his thrusts and his entire body freezing as he processes and slowly moves his head back to look at me. The hold on my neck tightens as he drags me up until we’re nose to nose and fucks me harder.

“Do it again, prove this is real.”

Slapping him with less force, he laughs without any sound and bites my lips. They leave teeth marks, and he soothes the sting with his tongue before pressing a gentle kiss against my tingling lips.

Opening his mouth to spew more toxic bullshit, I spit up aiming to shut him up. It lands on his chin. He pushes me back into the sheets and remains kneeling as he fucks me. A dull slap lands on my outer thigh until I’ve opened wider. The darkness in his eyes is comforting as he traces my body without wiping my spit away. His fingers flex against the sides of my neck until I feel lightheaded and a wet slap lands on my clit forcing a scream out of my throat.

I can’t and don’t want to do anything more. I want him to play with my body and make it as fucked up as possible so I can convince myself this is fake. Locking my ankles on his ass, he alternates between slapping my clit and rubbing circles. Both actions have spots of light dancing in my vision, and I circle my hips wanting him to come at the same time.For something to show that we’re aligned in at least one thing.

TWENTY-THREE

Valentin

After the most profound sex of my life, I wake up alone. For the first time I wanted someone to stay, to wake up with a head of hair in my face, and a warm body pressed against mine. But Dani will only ever leave. Dragging my ass up, I get in the shower and wash her away.

She didn’t even leave a note or try to wake me up before she left. Something I’d be thankful for with anyone other than my little artist.How the fuck do I miss someone I never really had? It’s been like this since I was a child, a couple of years older than my own son is, if he told me he was obsessed with someone and found the one person for the rest of his life I’d think he’s crazy, that he’s too young. But that is what she is.

I can’t escape her mentally, so I do it physically and leave all memories of Dani locked in my room. Viktor is running through the hallway when I step out and he grabs his backpack from his room. I might have fucked up a lot of shit, but I’ve got the cutest kid. Stopping before his bedroom door he looks up at me and tilts his head to the side.

I turn his face to the right position with two fingers against his temple. I’m biased but he smiles widely and becomes cuter as he asks, “Do you need one of your cuddles?”

The thing about growing up with him means I’m not what a normal father should be, there were no rules or enforced bedtimes and he’s probably more mature than me. Picking him up in answer, I grab his backpack in my other hand, and he wraps his arms around my neck.

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