He looks down at me as I trace the sand clock tattoo on his chest, falling into peace, my stress subsides and I'm drifting into a deep slumber. The words aren’t in English.
“It’s Latin.”
My breathing evens out and I’m slowly going out.
“Time waits for no one. Death is a shadow stalking the living. It is a painful inexorable promise while Life is a lovely lie."
Chapter23
danny
Ari falls asleep on my chest. This girl makes me feel like I'm not so bad after all. Her breathing has reached an even pace and I don't want to wake her. Poor girl has been awake for so long with work, and the surgery on Rooker, and now I added to her exhaustion. A smile reaches my face as I stroke her soft black hair.
She’s finally mine and I think she's right,I don't think I’ll ever leave her alone again.I had thought about this moment since the day I met her. I admire her naked body on top of me and I know this body was designed just for me. She's a forbidden canvas and I want to interpret every part of her body with my mouth. I went easy on her this time since it was her first but next time, I would really show her just the way I like to fuck.
I need to show her the cruel side of me that I keep hidden and I’m going to confess that to her. Not with my words though and I’ll do it when I have her trapped, next time.
I slowly slip out of bed, resting her face on my pillow. Her hair falls over her swollen pink lips and the urge to bite them again fills me. I’m staring at her, frozen, watching her breathe, completely captivated by her and I know I’m in trouble.
She’s not the only one that experienced a first time tonight. Because this was the first time I didn’t want to leave after sex, I wanted to stay and hold her in my arms. Something I’ve never done with any one because Ialwaysleave after.
To make her more comfortable, I grab a folded blanket from my closet. Seeing drops of blood where her waist used to be on the bed sheets, stops me. I'm not surprised she bled during her first time. My cock was too much for her but her sweet cunt took it so well.
I gently cover her with the blanket, dropping it on her beautiful tanned skin body. She lets out a soft groan as she cuddles in closer to the pillow. She's in such a deep sleep.
She's fucking perfect to me. I don't deserve her.
I head towards the shower instead. I haven't slept all night and it was early morning now but how could I? Besides finally exploring the beautiful depths of Ari, my mind is back to focusing on my job. I'm stressed out about the rescue mission that has yet to be successfully completed. I'm losing one of my most trusted men, Rooker. He'll probably be sent home soon to recover with Noel and his daughters. It bothers me knowing he'll be replaced. It's the military, the mission will go on, with or without him. I walk closer to my bathroom, shutting off the bedroom lights.
Ari’s mine now. She always has been since the day I met her at El Devine. With one glance at her beautiful face, it was over. The life I had planned for myself…over. I've never wanted to commit to any woman before but something about Ari was different. She makes me feel like I’m not a villain, a killer, or a monster. Nothing has ever been able to replace my poisonous addiction. But… she did. She's better than whiskey.
At the same time, she brings back demons from Paul’s death. Demons that made me feel guilty for living and not dying the same night as Paul.
I start the shower and the water falls down, steam starts to fill my bathroom. Watching the water fall down puts me in a trance and I go back to the worst day of my career. I clench my jaw, watching the water hit the floor of the tub. I know Ari's going to want to know more about Paul's death since Kane brought it up. Not a day goes by when I don't think about the day my best friend died. Every day since then, I’ve questioned why he died and I didn’t. Not a day goes by that I don't blame myself for it.
Chapter24
ari
Iwoke up expecting to feel Danny's body so I snuggle closer only to be met with bed sheets. My eyes flutter open taking in my surroundings. The curtains in Danny's room are black-out curtains, I couldn't see anything if it weren't for a small light coming from a desk lamp. The memories of early morning sex hit me and I smile. I gave Danny all of me a few hours ago and I bite my lip instantly feeling over the moon thinking about it.
I stretch my legs and I feel the soreness between my thighs. I look down at my waist and I can see bruises forming where my hips are. His handprints settle in like a tattoo that will be erased with time.He said this was him going easy on me.His monstrous size compared to my short frame, it was to be expected.
I reach over and look for my phone. I found it on his nightstand. I need to get back to my room and go through the disaster that someone caused in my room. And I had a pretty good guess who it was.
Even though Danny had people clean up I wanted to look through the wreckage. I filed a police report so everything was documented.
I want proof before I start accusing Shane. I know he’s my toxic ex-boyfriend but would he take it this far? And on a military post? I had my doubts about Shane but I mean… who else could it have been? Who else would want to target and cause harm to me? What if I was there in my room alone when the intruder came in and not at work? I shuttered at that thought, ice-cold fear radiating inside of me.
Would they have hurt me?Or worst?
I catch up on missed text messages from my mother and Lori. I remembered Danny never answered my question about my brother. We got distracted and he ended up inside of me instead. There's no way Kane meant it exactly the way he said it. Kane was probably just all riled up from Rooker almost dying. And it was an intense moment. Still, I need to know what he meant.
I need time alone yet a bigger part of me wants our bodies to be entangled in each other all day and night… round after round. As the memories from this morning wave in, I'm aching from the painful and life-altering sex but at the same time. I'm addicted and I want more.
It's such an unbelievable feeling. I'm changed now. I feel different, and I feel tied to him. And that scares the hell out of me. I feel like every time I show Danny I care about him, he pulls away. And every time I pull away from him, he's right there. I didn't want to push him too far with questions surrounding the title of our relationship now. Were we just losing ourselves in each other with no strings attached? Were we lovers? Were we together, together? He's made it clear to me time and time again, he doesn't tie himself to anyone.
My phone buzzes in my hands as I'm contemplating our relationship. It's from Lori. They're calling me back into work and I need to be there within half an hour.