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satisfaction on his face, I’d
sometimes see a kernel of jealousy. Another man was fucking his wife
while he couldn’t. He’d sit there, limp dicked and unable
to get off on the spectacle, and I swear to God, Rand… I’m
not sure if it makes me a monster or what, but that would make me get
off. Thinking of that sadist suffering while I was getting fucked raw
would give me mind-blowing orgasms.”
“Jesus
Christ,” Rand growls again, and then he’s pulling me
roughly into his arms. He wraps himself around me, pressing me into
his chest.
I manage to turn my
face to the side so my cheek is resting over his heart and tell him,
“It
wasn’t all bad. All the guys at The Silo were really nice.”
He makes a sound
deep in his chest. I’m
not sure what it signifies, but his arms wrap around me tighter. “If
that fucker wasn’t already dead, I’d kill him for you,
Cat. I swear I would.”
I smile over his
declaration, but I know he doesn’t
mean it. I’m not worth killing someone over.
“Is there
anything else I need to know?” Rand asks without loosening his
hold on me.
“Isn’t
that enough to give me nightmares about Samuel?” I ask, sort of
tongue in cheek, but also as a means of perhaps avoiding one other
ugly truth I’m thinking might be best left untold.
Rand’s
silent for a moment, but then he says, “You trusted me with
something deeply personal, but I need it all, Cat. How can I chase
away your demons if I don’t know what they all are?”
My body goes utterly
still, and then a phenomenon happens to me that has never happened
before in my life.
My heart literally
fucking melts within my chest.
I blink my eyes hard
to chase away the sting of tears I feel forming over a man I barely
know who is telling me he’s
my champion. It’s unbelievable to me.
“Cat,”
Rand prompts me. “Anything else?”
Giving a cough, I
clear my throat and pull back so I can look him in the eye. I tell
him perhaps the worst of it. “His
oldest son, Kevin. He shared me with him quite a bit. Favorite son
and all.”
He doesn’t
say a word to me, but I can feel the fury vibrating off him. Rand’s
eyes turn practically red and his jaw locks so tight that the muscle
jumps violently. But because he has shown he cares for me, and
doesn’t want to make this more upsetting than it already is, he
keeps his silence and merely hugs me in commiseration.
A hug.
How novel.
How soothing.
I may not have much
experience with them, but I’m
finding they’re warm and secure, and I feel like I could sleep
without nightmares if Rand’s arms are around me.
Chapter 7
Rand
It’s
barely seven in the morning. I don’t need to open the shop for
three hours, but I have important shit to do. I slip quietly out of
my apartment, leaving Cat sleeping in my bed. I hope she continues to
sleep for hours to come because I know she’s exhausted. Not
only did I completely wear her body out last night, but also after
she told me about that shit with her
motherfucking-dead-but-want-to-kill-him-again husband, we stayed up
and talked. Eventually, I settled us back down and pulled her close
to me. Her body fit against mine naturally, and it felt better than
right.
I may spend a lot of
time at a sex club, but I’m
not one of these guys with emotional barriers who uses no-strings sex
as a way to keep women at arm’s length. I’m an actual
snuggler to the core. I don’t care if it’s a one-night
stand or the love of your life. After sex, there’s nothing
better than spooning and drifting off to sleep.
So tucking Cat into
me felt natural. I didn’t
give it a second thought. I just held her tight and we talked until
she could get it all out.
Have to say, I
admire the fuck out of that girl. She didn’t
shed a tear even though I could hear in her voice how disgusting it
was for her to relay that stuff to me. She’s tough as nails and
it’s true what I said… she did what she had to do to
survive.
As she opened up
more
sometimes see a kernel of jealousy. Another man was fucking his wife
while he couldn’t. He’d sit there, limp dicked and unable
to get off on the spectacle, and I swear to God, Rand… I’m
not sure if it makes me a monster or what, but that would make me get
off. Thinking of that sadist suffering while I was getting fucked raw
would give me mind-blowing orgasms.”
“Jesus
Christ,” Rand growls again, and then he’s pulling me
roughly into his arms. He wraps himself around me, pressing me into
his chest.
I manage to turn my
face to the side so my cheek is resting over his heart and tell him,
“It
wasn’t all bad. All the guys at The Silo were really nice.”
He makes a sound
deep in his chest. I’m
not sure what it signifies, but his arms wrap around me tighter. “If
that fucker wasn’t already dead, I’d kill him for you,
Cat. I swear I would.”
I smile over his
declaration, but I know he doesn’t
mean it. I’m not worth killing someone over.
“Is there
anything else I need to know?” Rand asks without loosening his
hold on me.
“Isn’t
that enough to give me nightmares about Samuel?” I ask, sort of
tongue in cheek, but also as a means of perhaps avoiding one other
ugly truth I’m thinking might be best left untold.
Rand’s
silent for a moment, but then he says, “You trusted me with
something deeply personal, but I need it all, Cat. How can I chase
away your demons if I don’t know what they all are?”
My body goes utterly
still, and then a phenomenon happens to me that has never happened
before in my life.
My heart literally
fucking melts within my chest.
I blink my eyes hard
to chase away the sting of tears I feel forming over a man I barely
know who is telling me he’s
my champion. It’s unbelievable to me.
“Cat,”
Rand prompts me. “Anything else?”
Giving a cough, I
clear my throat and pull back so I can look him in the eye. I tell
him perhaps the worst of it. “His
oldest son, Kevin. He shared me with him quite a bit. Favorite son
and all.”
He doesn’t
say a word to me, but I can feel the fury vibrating off him. Rand’s
eyes turn practically red and his jaw locks so tight that the muscle
jumps violently. But because he has shown he cares for me, and
doesn’t want to make this more upsetting than it already is, he
keeps his silence and merely hugs me in commiseration.
A hug.
How novel.
How soothing.
I may not have much
experience with them, but I’m
finding they’re warm and secure, and I feel like I could sleep
without nightmares if Rand’s arms are around me.
Chapter 7
Rand
It’s
barely seven in the morning. I don’t need to open the shop for
three hours, but I have important shit to do. I slip quietly out of
my apartment, leaving Cat sleeping in my bed. I hope she continues to
sleep for hours to come because I know she’s exhausted. Not
only did I completely wear her body out last night, but also after
she told me about that shit with her
motherfucking-dead-but-want-to-kill-him-again husband, we stayed up
and talked. Eventually, I settled us back down and pulled her close
to me. Her body fit against mine naturally, and it felt better than
right.
I may spend a lot of
time at a sex club, but I’m
not one of these guys with emotional barriers who uses no-strings sex
as a way to keep women at arm’s length. I’m an actual
snuggler to the core. I don’t care if it’s a one-night
stand or the love of your life. After sex, there’s nothing
better than spooning and drifting off to sleep.
So tucking Cat into
me felt natural. I didn’t
give it a second thought. I just held her tight and we talked until
she could get it all out.
Have to say, I
admire the fuck out of that girl. She didn’t
shed a tear even though I could hear in her voice how disgusting it
was for her to relay that stuff to me. She’s tough as nails and
it’s true what I said… she did what she had to do to
survive.
As she opened up
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