Page 766 of Coal Hearts

Fire that’d ignited between us the moment our eyes first touched.

Fire that bound us as twin flames.

Fire, fire, cosmic transcendental fire that incinerated our mortality and allowed us to converse in a spiritual one.

I love you. I tried to project. I’m afraid of what this means. I wished I could see her. He’s up to something. I willed her to be prepared.

This wasn’t just sex.

Not just a reward.

There was a purpose.

A payment—

I grunted as Ily suddenly wrenched off my hood.

The black material sent static crackling through my longer hair before she tore the hood away and threw it onto the ground. It landed on a second one.

Had she been blinded too?

Had they forced her onto my cock without her knowing it was me?

Christ.

My heart broke for her.

My body bellowed to protect her, save her, shelter her.

But she sheltered me instead.

Kneeling on either side of my hips, she balanced on the cream sofa I’d been shackled to. Her eyes glowed gold, her skin bruised in some places, her weight far less than before.

Yet she was still so beautiful.

So perfect.

So mine.

I arched my hips, feeding her my length, showing her just how much I wanted her...even like this.

I didn’t look past her to the Masters watching.

I didn’t care we were the show.

It was just us.

Her and me.

And fuck, I needed that.

Needed her.

To stay strong. Stay fighting.

I fought the tether keeping my arms shackled above my head.

Her sapphire-black hair hung over her shoulders, longer than when we first met. Her silver negligée reminded me of the stars twinkling free in the night sky. The stars she said she flew amongst when she refused to watch Victor rape her.