Page 42 of Bleed Me

Fighting for her breath, she said, “I’m coming.”

My hips kept pumping, needing more of this sensation she was causing. “Oh my God. Don’t stop.” Suddenly, her channel was dripping wet, allowing me to glide in and out with a flurry of need, quickly exploding inside her.

I didn’t even have a chance to catch my breath before I heard a knock on my door. “Yo, dude. Have you seen,” the door opened, “Saph—”

Peering over my shoulder, I was about to yell at Brat until I saw something I never expected. Pain. Brat stumbled back, banging my door into a wall, all the while staring at Sapphire, underneath me, my dick still pulsing inside her.

Her head lazily lobbed to the side. “Hey, Brat. I’m all good. About to make you some breakfast.” After finally noticing his horror, she asked, “You okay?” truly confused at his reaction.

Swallowing, he blinked as if trying to clear his shock and memory of the sight. “Uh, yeah. Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” He fumbled for the doorknob behind him. “Breakfast? Cool. Uh, starvin’.” He rushed into the hallway, pulling the door shut behind him.

I tried, “Yo, Brat, wait.” But it was too late. He was gone.

Sapphire’s eyes were wide as she stared up at me. “W-What was that about? A-Am I in trouble? Will they kick me out? I have nowhere to go—”

To shut her up, I kissed her. “Stop. You are totally not reading him right. That man is as jealous as can be.”

“J-Jealous? But, why? I’m just a bunny.”

I sighed. I really did. What Saph and I had was a dangerous combo. Two fucked up souls, trying to rescue each other. A recipe for disaster. So, I slid out of the girl I would never be inside again. “You ain’t just a bunny to him. Nor me.” I kissed her. “Thank you for being so good to me last night. I was in a dark place, and you,” I shook my head and sighed again. “You pulled me from it.”

Her eyes watered as she covered her gaping mouth. “I helped you?”

I smiled so big. “Damn straight. Might have even saved my life.”

She hiccupped a tear. “Giver.”

“It’s true.” Even though it was a lie, I told her, “I’d even beg you to be mine if you weren’t already spoken for.”

She gasped. “Spoken for?”

Resting on one elbow, I tucked hair behind her ear. “Do you like him? I mean like, really like him?”

She started nodding before I even finished the sentence. “So much, but I told myself not to even consider it. When I was first allowed to live here, they said not to ever expect to be an Old Lady.”

Damn. That was cruel, but the club didn’t want the members to be used. If a girl believed it would never be, then they would stick to what they were brought here for. “Let me talk to him. See what can be done.”

Elated, she started pecking me all over my face.

I laughed. “Saph, ya need to stop. I’m getting hard again.”

She playfully shoved at my chest, crawling out from underneath me. Rushing to my dresser, she opened a drawer that was reserved for her—in case I was to ever let her stay the night. After pulling out a shirt, she suddenly stopped. She pulled the folded shirt to her chest then faced me. “Do you think… I mean, is it possible he could—” She shook her head and continued getting dressed.

“Love you?”

As if scared to see whether or not I thought it could happen, Sapphire slowly looked at me.

I nodded. “You are so worth being loved.”

It was as if she stopped breathing and time stood still. She was in such disbelief that something so wonderful could ever happen to her.

I had been sold to many, by those who were supposed to love me. I couldn’t help but wonder who sold her, too. Sold her a bunch of bullshit about not deserving love, a creation someone as sweet as her deserved more than most.