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She shakes her head, a faint smile forming. “I know. And if I had known the warning signs, I could have said the safe word. But this is all new to me, too.”
Closing my eyes, I try to push down the self-loathing that threatens to consume me. “I don’t know if I can trust myself around you. What if I lose control again?”
Aurora takes my face, forcing me to look at her. “It won’t happen again. We’ll be more careful, more communicative.”
I want to believe her, to have faith in our connection. But the darkness inside me is strong, and I fear it will always be a part of me.
“I don’t want to lose you,” I whisper, my voice breaking. “You’re the only good thing in my life. The only light in the darkness.”
She leans in, pressing her forehead against mine. “You won’t lose me. I’m not going anywhere.”
I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as if she might disappear. The guilt still lingers, but her presence soothes the ache in my chest. I feel a glimmer of hope, a chance at something more than the blood and violence that have defined me for so long.
“We’ll figure this out together,” Aurora murmurs, her breath warm against my skin. “One step at a time.”
I nod, clinging to her words like a lifeline. I know the road ahead won’t be easy, but I’m willing to try with Aurora by my side. To be better, to be the man she deserves. Even if it means confronting the demons that have tormented me for such a long time.
24
AURORA
Following Gage back to his trailer, I’m anxious. The last three nights have been intense, with our risky play pushing boundaries and sending him over the edge. As we step inside, he closes the door behind us, and I can feel the tension in the air.
Gage’s hands are forceful but not as rough as before. His touch ignites a fire within me, and I melt into his embrace. As we move together, I can’t help but wonder about the darkness that consumes him.
“Gage,” I whisper. “What’s the root of your darkness?”
He pauses, his blue eyes searching mine. He’s silent for a long moment, but then he sighs. “My childhood was rough,” he admits. “But I don’t want to talk about the details.”
I nod, understanding his reluctance. “Mine was, too,” I confess, my own demons rising to the surface. “I’ve told no one.”
Gage’s muscular arms envelop me. At that moment, I feel a connection with him beyond the physical. We’re both broken, both haunted by the ghosts of our pasts.
He withdraws, leaving me craving for more. I reach out, running my hand down his chest. I look up at him, my eyes hungry for what only he can give me.
“Fuck me,” I whisper.
A spark of something dangerous flashes in his eyes. Without a word, he pushes me onto the bed. The force takes me by surprise, but I love it.
He hovers over me, his eyes burning with an intensity that matches mine. Slowly, deliberately, he reaches for my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. He seizes a handful of my hair with his other hand, forcing my head back to expose my neck.
My breath catches as I feel his hot breath on my skin.
“You like it rough, don’t you, little one?” he growls.
I nod, my gaze never leaving his.
He releases my hair and uses his free hand to tear at my clothes, baring my skin to his ravenous gaze. Arching my back, I invite him to take what’s his.
He wastes no time, claiming my mouth in a fierce kiss that leaves me breathless. Slowly, his hands explore my body, and when his fingers move between my legs, I moan. The feathery, light touch of his fingers drives me wild. And then he lowers his head, his breath hot on my skin. I feel him smile against my scarred thighs, my heart pounding as I wonder if he notices them. But all thoughts obliterate when he tastes me. The flat of his tongue flicks against my clit, sending bolts of pleasure through my body. I cry out, my hands tangling in his hair as he continues his assault.
He explores every inch of me with his mouth, drawing out sensations I didn’t know were possible. I’m lost in a haze of pleasure, my body responding to every touch.
He groans, the vibrations sending shocks straight to my core. I can feel my orgasm building, an unstoppable force that threatens to consume me.
And then he sucks gently, and I fall.
“Gage!” I scream his name as my body convulses with pleasure. My release washes over me in waves, leaving me trembling and gasping for breath.
