Page 87 of Devious Delusions

I shake my head and hug him tighter, my hands roaming over his body, and I lay my ear flat against his chest to hear his heart beating.He’s okay. Banding his arm around the back of my thighs, he lifts me off my feet and I wrap around him like a koala, refusing to let go.

He kisses my cheek as I push my nose into the crook of his neck, and he strokes down my back. “I wanted to fix your cake.”

The hard edge of his cast digs into my spine with each swipe of his fingers, but my arms tighten around his neck, and I mumble, ”I don’t care about cake. I just want you to stay with me."

His shoulders deflate and he misconstrues my reasoning.

“I’m not going anywhere, Lilo.”

I stay wrapped around him as he leaves the kitchen and walks to our bedroom. My eyes scan everywhere for Ghost. He’s a fucking freak and I’ll take Asher hating me as long as he’s safe. I’ll tell him the truth and then he’ll know that there’s a fuckingcrazy person on the loose. He’ll hate me, but he’ll be able to protect himself.

He doesn’t turn the lights on when we reach our bedroom and lays me on the bed. My arms refuse to loosen, forcing him to lower over me as I selfishly remind him, “I love you.”

His smile is slow as he brushes the tip of his nose against mine. “I know. I’m the only person you’ve ever loved, remember?”

I nod instead of voicing my lie, and he grinds into me.

“You know what I’ve missed? Feeling your tight pussy choke my cock.”

He rests his knee on the edge of the bed and kisses me, forcing his need down my throat before I can tell him the truth, and he pulls his t-shirt off. His sweats are next, and I don’t know how to stop him. I don’t know how to tell him that I love him and want him, but not like this.

So, I don’t. I lay there as my tears slowly slip from the corners of my eyes and he kisses down my neck as he praises me.

“Good girl. My good little wife.”

He pushes into me, and I dig my nails into his shoulders as I arch my back to hide my tears. Each thrust knocks more over my lashes as he grunts and alternates between kissing and biting into my neck. The numbness has taken over and I watch the ceiling while he fucks me.

Unlike Ghost, Asher doesn’t acknowledge my tears slipping down my cheek to his lips on my neck. He doesn’t pause. He doesn’t act as though they’re significant.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet.”

I’m not unless he counts the tears on my face.

It hurts and his knee digs into my inner thigh.

It changes as he slows down and lifts up with his forearm beside my head to kiss the tip of my nose and grinds into me as he wipes my tears away.

“Stop or slow?” he asks softly.

I beg him, “Tell me you love me, please?”

Asher stares down at me with wonder and he softly brushes the hairs stuck to my tear-stricken cheek away.

“I have only ever loved you. I loved you as Delilah Leroux from the moment I saw you, and I love you now as my wife. Only ever you.”

He kisses me and it’s full of emotion. My fingers dig deeper into his shoulders as I return his love with remorse. The numbness slowly leaves as he breathes out, “I love you, baby.”

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GHOST

She fucked him.

She fucking fucked him.

I fucked her and came inside her, but she fuckedhim.

I knew she would always choose him, just like she did before, but I never thought she would do it so carelessly, that she’d allow him to see her tears after so many years of telling me that no one else could see her vulnerable. But she begged him to love her when he doesn’t. No one has ever loved her like I do.

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