Page 175 of When We Fall: Part One
“Like this, Sunshine?” I husked out as I gently thrust into her.
“Y-Yes,” she rasped, wincing.
“Are you hurting?” I stopped my movements and stared into her green eyes. Such pretty eyes. I’d never seen such a brilliant color before. She always captivated me.
But it was the bruising on her face that made my heart clench.
Fuck, baby….
“A little,” she whispered, “But please don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop. Make me forget. Like you did last time…”
The ugly memories poured through my mind at her words. It seemed a lifetime ago.
I pushed back into her, moving a little faster. She spread her legs wider for me, her lips on mine. Her tears mingled with the ones slipping from my eyes.
I was going to kill them all. Every single last one of them. I was going to be at the top. Be untouchable. Make her a fucking goddess to all. She’d be worshipped and protected. No one would ever hurt her again…
She arched against me as she came, her breathing ragged. I followed, filling her with my release, my heart pounding a fierce rhythm in my chest at how fucking ready I was to go to war for my family.
Fox was right. I was prideful and stubborn, but it made me stronger. I needed to be strong for this next part. Something told me it was going to fucking hurt.
But for my Sunshine, I’d endure the flames of hell to see her smile.
Once I was finished, she’d never be scared again.
FIFTY-FIVE
ANSON
Iadjusted my leather jacket and knocked on the door to the horsemen’s place. I hadn’t spoken to Rosalie since she’d left Matteo’s. I hadn’t said much to her while she was there. We stayed in the same room, me sleeping in a chair beside her bed. She did a lot of sleeping, which was fine with me. She needed the rest. I had a lot to say to her, but now wasn’t the right time to do it.
Going to dinner at her place had me on edge. I swore to myself that I wouldn’t fight. She didn’t need the stress.
I breathed out and made to reach for the doorbell, but the door opened, and Ethan greeted me.
“Hey,” he said, immediately pulling me into his arms.
I froze for a moment before hugging him back.
“Thank you. For saving her,” he said in a rough voice as he pulled away. “Thank you.”
“Of course,” I answered, giving him a wobbly smile. “Anything for her.”
He studied me for a moment before nodding. Ethan typically looked like he had been hit by a bus. Today, he looked worse, but his eyes were bright. I knew the guys had been stressed abouther being with me at Matteo’s, so I’d give him that one. His eyes, though. He seemed pretty happy but exhausted.
He let me step into the house before closing the door behind me.
“Listen, Cole is in one of his moods?—”
“It’s not an issue.” I cut him off. “I’m not here to fight. Fox invited me over, and I want us all to get along. For Rosalie. She doesn’t need to be dealing with this bullshit.”
“I agree.” He gave me a quick smile. “But Cole is… Cole.”
“I know. I promise I won’t take his bait tonight.”
“Good.” He clapped me on the back, and I followed him into the kitchen, where Fox and Enzo were cooking.
“Hey,” Fox greeted me with a quick smile.
