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“Why did you run from me?”
“I couldn't be near him, not a second longer. As I drove, I couldn't stand his touch on me anymore either. I had to cleanse him off me.”
“What did he do to you?” I asked again. Now that she was talking more, I expected her to tell me.It was a bone-deep need for an answer like my next breath.
“He… he...” She sat up quickly and started gagging, crawling on her hands and knees back toward the water.
“No, Wren, no!”
“I have to get it off me!”
I stood and scooped her into my arms, but instead of backing away, I walked slowly into the water, giving her what she needed. When she realized I wasn't pushing to take her from the water, she relaxed into my arms and let me dip her down past the break.
“I am so sorry,” I whispered repeatedly. Kissing her temple, I dropped her legs and set her down into the water, keeping her steady with my other arm. Taking my free hand, I started washing the water over her head.
When she turned her head and took a mouthful of saltwater, I knew what Kane did to her, and I had to fight my own urge to vomit. But I held strong and waited for her to feel like she could stop the process, then I pulled her close to me and wrapped her legs around my waist.
“Hey, it’s me, be here with me,” I urged. Grabbing her face with both hands and putting her mouth close to mine, I whispered, “Never again.”
Then I kissed her hard. She tasted like salt and tears, and if anything was left of my brother, I was going to wipe him away once again with my kiss. Wren wasted no time kissing me back, knowing when we connected that life was okay.
Her moans of pleasure were music to my ears, and before long, she started tugging at my jeans, trying to free me from the confines. This wasn’t the first time we were in the water like this, but I was fully dressed, and it didn’t seem like the best time to fuck her.
Then again, maybe it was the best time. It was what started all this. Fucking her made her think of me, of us. We grew closer, softened over the weeks that followed, but it was my rough disposition with her, my darkness, giving her the same fix drugs did.
She had been in her bathing suit and cover, no doubt expecting to spend a night together on the beach like we did sometimes, so it was no problem pulling her bottoms to the side and shoving two fingers deep inside her while she continued to work on my jeans.
By the time she pulled them down enough to free my dick, I was hard as a rock and ready to fuck her. She grabbed me tight, making me seethe for a brief minute before she lined me up, and I pushed into her hard and quick.
Her scream was loud enough to let anyone on the beach know she was being fucked. But it was the sound of her soft moans that made me keep thrusting because I knew I was doing the right thing.
Our lips reconnected, and I used her hips to move her up and down on me. Nothing else mattered at the moment. Not Kane, not my job, not her addiction, not even the repercussions of what happened at the condo complex. We would have to face the music later, but at that moment, I chased away her monster.
The blue and red lights could be seen from the water, clear across the beach. They were in the parking lot, and even though I couldn't hear them, I knew they were searching for us.
I had been missing from Beachside, Ro had run off, and it was only a matter of time before someone found Kane and called the cops. I didn't stick around to watch Ro beat the shit out of him, but I was there long enough to know Kane wasn't running from whatever Ro did to him.
“Did you kill him?” I moaned as Ro kept driving into me as hard as he could despite the water moving us around.
“I will, baby, but I was so goddamn worried about you.”
Truthfully, I didn't want Ro to get in trouble for killing anyone, not even Kane. I needed him with me, and I wouldn't have him if he killed his brother. When I said those words, they were in anger; and even in jest. I didn't expect Ro to turn around and start pounding on Kane.
Maybe it was a test. I wasn't sure. It was all I could think of at the moment. But I was free from Kane again and was safe with Ro, so I wanted us to find a happily ever after. We both deserved as much.
I held on tight to Ro’s neck as we both reached closer to our climax. Peeking up for a second, I could see police with flashlights and dogs racing toward us in the water. The motorcycle was a dead giveaway something was wrong, and I regretted leaving it a wreck.
All it took was one witness to tell them to search for a motorcycle, and here we were fucking in the water as they approached.
“Fuck me, Ro. We’re running out of time.”
He glanced back and saw them making their way to us, and instead of stopping, he did what I asked and pounded harder, making me moan loud enough I was sure the police could hear us. It felt dirty, fucking as they ran toward us, but that was what we did, who we were.
Dirty monsters.
Just as I heard my mind speak it, my climax hit, and I buried my face into Ro’s neck, muffling the sound I made while I felt him unloading inside me.
By the time we were both done, I was being jerked from his arms and hauled to the shore, once again at the hands of someone else. But these weren't Ro’s hands, they were strangers’ hands, and Ro lunged for me before being held back by two other officers.
