Page 15 of Hidden in Darkness 2

“You called them didn’t you? You’re about to tell me that you want to go back to them. Even after everything that’s just happened? You came up here and immediately called to grovel and beg their forgiveness, huh?” He pushes off of me and rolls over to look at the ceiling and then petulantly throws his arm over his eyes, pouting like he’s already lost his chance with me.

I’m not willing to let him go that easily though. Not now that I’ve accepted this to be our reality.

“No. Ren, I didn’t come straight up here to call them. I haven’t spoken with them since the night before I left home to cross the country on my own to figure out who you were.” I roll my body into his side, peering up to look at his handsome face, even though half of it is covered with his forearm. He moves his arm just enough to look down at me with one uncovered eye, looking for signs of a lie.

“So, what then? What did you do? And I know that you’ve done something, so don’t try to tell me you haven’t. You might be able to fool everyone else, but not me. I know you probably better than you even know yourself.” He’s serious, and the vulnerability in his voice tells me that even though neither of us were truly given a choice in the matter, right now he needs me to lay everything out on the table for him. He needs me to choose him in this moment. Maybe nobody ever really has. His life until this point hasn’t been about love, true loyalty and family. It’s been an obligation on gaining honor among criminals.

“Ren, look at me.” I say as I pull myself up onto my elbow and move his arm from his face to look him in the eye.

“Hey, I won’t ever lie to you. Yes, I’ve chosen you for a lifetime… But I’m choosing them too. I didn’t call them on the phone, no. I called out to their location detectors. I sent them my exact location via GPS. They are probably already on their way here.”

“You did what?! How? I disabled your phone's location settings myself. There’s no way you could’ve done that. Why would you do this? After tonight especially. You should have talked to me first. This is something that we should be working through together. This is something that we should be talking to them about together. I haven’t even gotten time with you yet. Fuck! I wanted to get real one on one time with you before we brought them back into the fold. They got you for months! I’ve only just come to terms with sharing you and now I don’t even fucking get a moment to enjoy this with you. Questa è una tale cazzata!!” He jumps up off the bed and starts pacing and mumbling in Italian so fast, I can’t even pretend to know what he’s saying. I just know that he’s mad and it’s hot as fuck. He pulls his gun from his waistband and I realize why I’m falling for him. He looks like a psychopath right now. His crazy matches my crazy. I’m now positive that I’m fucked in the head.

He holds his gun and aims at the bathroom door before letting off three shots into it.

“Ren! What the fuck are you doing?” I run to him and lower the gun to aim it at the floor before disarming him completely. He doesn’t even put up a fight as I take the gun, instead letting it go and moving to the wall and throwing punches into it. I stand back and let him wreak his havoc. He needs to be angry right now. He just won’t be doing it with a gun.

“Ren? Hey, il mio re. Look at me. Everything is going to be okay. I don’t want them to know everything just yet. Can you keep tonight a secret for now? At least until I figure out how to explain it all to them. We’ll tell them that we’re together for now, but the rest needs to wait until we can all figure out how to make this work beyond your grandfather’s misogynistic, archaic ways of viewing our world. I know they’ll understand. They’ll be pissed at first, because they’ve been lied to their whole lives, too. And well, you know, the kidnapping. Also, maybe that I’ve essentially built myself a harem of men and then added another guy without talking to them first like a total asshole... God, I’m a selfish dick, huh?” I look to him and smile, hopefully getting through to him.

“I could never fully commit to you knowing that I just gave up on them. That’s not love. Love is hard. Emotionally, they’d always have a piece of me and you’d grow to resent me for it. I didn’t know it until I was with you that there was a piece missing to complete me, but I do now. It’s how I know that I’m supposed to be with you, but without them, it’s not whole, either. I just can’t be complete withoutallof you.” I move back to him, grabbing for his injured hands. I bring the busted knuckles up to my mouth and place soothing, gentle kisses on each one of them.

“Let me grab a first aid kit so we can get this cleaned up. I know you’re upset with me, but we can make this work if you’re still willing to try.”

I go to the bathroom and look in the cabinet for a first aid kit, and hear Ren follow me in and turn on the shower. When I turn around to look at him, he’s got his shirt off and he's unzipping his pants. I’ve been thankful for his self-restraint, but I can now see the toll it’s taking on him. He’s hard as a rock in his tight black boxer briefs and I start to worry I might start drooling if I don’t stop staring.

“Uhh, do you, um…” Shit, I gotta get it together, but goddamn. How on earth did I get lucky enough to attract the attention of a man that looks like a tattooed Adonis? Blinking rapidly to shake off my look of desperation, I look at his face.

“Would you like me to clean your cuts before you shower? Or if you'd prefer, I can go wait for you and bandage them when you’re done.”

Instead of answering me, he stalks to me as if he’s a predator on the prowl. He’s angry and turned on. He’s hot and hard all over and the closer he gets to me, the more my body starts to shiver in response. Most women would be scared from the look on his face, except I’m not normal and all this is doing is turning me the fuck on. Apparently my body still hassomenatural protective instinct though because next thing I know, I’m backed up against the bathroom door without remembering taking the steps to get here. Ren uses his knee to widen my stance and he steps in between my legs, pushing his erect dick directly into my hot center while grasping my legs to wrap around him. If not for his underwear, I swear he’d be balls deep in me right now, and I’m not even sure if I’d be upset about it. Every ounce of energy that seeps from him is a threat, a warning. He’s dangerous right now and I’m sick in the head for wanting every bit of his menace as he drags his rough, bloody knuckles down my face.

“So, I’m supposed to do what then? Share you? You want us all to take turns or do you want us all at the same time?” He growls and my body involuntarily shakes with need.

“Does it turn you on thinking about all of us sinking our cocks into each of your holes? Are you wet right now?” He asks, as he reaches down between us and pushes my panties aside while I swallow the moan that wants to escape. He swirls two fingers around my clit before dipping them into my dripping cunt. He can feel how wet and swollen I am, turned on by his words and calloused touches; my need for release is as clear as day and a spark of mischief lights up his dark eyes.

“And what if I’ve changed my mind and say no? What happens then? What if I force you to stay locked up, keeping you all to myself? You’re all mine right now. I could just take us away from here and hide you away a while longer. Or I could just take you here and now. Claim what’s rightfullymine.” His dark rasp causes goosebumps to roll over my body. Whimpers of pleasure tumble from my mouth as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, curling up into the perfect spot and bringing me to the brink of orgasm despite the frustration I feel at his words.

“What happens then, hmm? What is it about me that’s not enough for you? Are you worried I can’t pleasure you like they do?” He growls before kissing the fuck out of me, biting my lips just enough to draw blood and add a little pain to my pleasure.

“Fucking watch me.”

“Ohhh… Fuck! Ren!” An orgasm seizes me in that moment and it’s so powerful, I can hardly believe he did it with just his fingers. My pussy tightly squeezes his fingers as the aftershocks ripple through me. It takes a few extra minutes for my breathing to return to normal and my pussy to stop convulsing. When it does, he pulls his fingers out of me and brings them to my lips, rubbing my juices across my swollen lips, then leaning in to trace his tongue along my mouth, licking up my essence.

Violence pours off of him in waves, he’s practically frantic with an unmatched savage energy. I reach my hands up to cup his face, looking up at him, genuinely concerned with what he said.

“Is that really what you’re worried about? That you aren’t enough? Ren, clearly you can fulfill my physical needs. I’m obviously attracted to you. Listen to me. You’re one hundred percent enough to make me feel good. It’s not about competing with one another for my attention. It’s about the connection I have with each of you. I’ve spent my entire life fighting off men and hiding from the attention they give me. I couldn’t do that with any of you. It’s like each of you are a part of me. We are connected. Without all of you, I’m not whole.” He drops his forehead to mine, his chest heaving with each breath he takes as he tries to calm himself.

“I get that, or at least I’m starting to. You need to understand how hard this all is for me though as well. I honestly have no idea how to do that when I’ve spent my entire life thinking that you were mine.Onlymine.Just the thought of someone else touching you makes me fucking crazy. I don’t think you fully understand the level of psychosis I can reach. I get murderous.”

“Don’t make me choose. Trust me when I tell you that you won’t like the answer. If you ask me to give them up, I’ll never be able to forgive you. I know what I’m asking for is selfish. I can’t help that it’s how I feel though. Just- look, let’s focus on us until they get here an-” I’m cut off by him slamming his lips into mine with another brutal kiss. It’s harsh and full of dominating promise.

“No… I’m claiming you here. Now. You’re fuckingmine.”

It’s that moment that I realize he’s dropped his underwear because he rubs the head of his dick against my still wet pussy. Oh, fuck. He’s gonna-

“Ugh!” I make an ugly sound as he jerks one of my legs back up around his waist and slams into me without any other warning. Fuck that hurts! It happens so fast; I feel my eyes involuntarily start to water and I can hardly catch my breath before he crushes his lips back onto mine. He doesn’t even wait to allow me to adjust to his intrusion as he starts to move in and out of me with abandon, setting a punishing rhythm that causes pleasure to start chasing away the pain and eliciting a whimper from me that gives away my feeling of uncertainty from what’s happening right now.

He pulls his mouth from mine and looks at me with wild obsession coloring his gaze. His whole face lights up with concern at what he must see though because he jerks himself out of me and swoops me up like he’s a husband carrying his new bride across their threshold and carries me back to the bedroom where he gently lays me down on the bed. The change in his demeanor seriously throws me off when I see the amount of love that reflects back at me, sending tingles down my spine and further confusing my complicated feelings.

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