Page 50 of Tainted Gifts
The small girl I helped earlier comes over tug at my foot, waving at me while giggling and running back out. It's a heartbreaking situation.
She was so scared when she got on the RV that she went and hid in the back, too terrified to come where so much light was.
Her malnourished state didn't play well with her trembling nerves. She had vomited everywhere. Shit, I've still got to clean that up. I forgot about it. I was so focused on cleaning it out of the little girl's hair, that I forgot to clean up the floor.
She was appreciative, and that alone gave her comfort that I wasn't going to hurt her. It's terrible to think of what these kids are going through - what they've already been through.
As the RV falls silent, leaving just my hybrid girl's breath as the only sound, I kiss her head, trying to wake her up before Kellan returns. I won't be able to see him scoop her up as if she's his to carry away... to his room.
It'll take him a few minutes to locate a designated room on this base, so I've got time to wake her up slowly, maybe even talk to her. Then she can leave when she wants to.
As her dirty dream carries on, I kiss her head again, whispering her name directly after.
She stirs, but then she does something I wasn't prepared for. In her half asleep and half awake state, her lips find mine to carry out the dream. Her tongue slips into my mouth with a thirst she feels can only be sated by me.
Fuck yes.
I hadn't expected this, but I'm sure as hell happy it's happening.
She straddles me suddenly, her mind going crazy with doubts mixing with desire. She kisses me harder, hungrier, as she grinds her center against the rock hard section of my pants.
I feel the soft lines of her body, letting my hands slide down her perfect curves until they reach her glorious ass, and then I jerk her to me, offering her the rough touch she was dreaming about. She moans into my mouth, letting me know I've done something right.
Her mind is so cluttered - thoughts congested with other contradictory thoughts. She's so confused right now, but she feels desperate to have me. Her hands tangle in my hair, and I flip her to her back, praying she doesn't listen to the side of her head that's telling her to stop.
I almost consider biting her to make sure she doesn't back out.
Pushing her bikini bottoms to the side, I let a finger slip in to feel the tightness awaiting me. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel how ready she is for me, and she jerks me to her tighter, sliding her hand down my pants to touch me for the first time in so long, stroking me with her delicate hands.
Just as I'm about to rip her bottoms off and fuck her before she changes her mind, she stops me, letting me know I fucked around and waited too long.
"I'm sorry," she whimpers, shaking her head. "I can't do this. We can't do this."
Fuck!
This is the part where I'm supposed to nod and pretend as if I understand, but I don't. This is bullshit. She loves me. Not Kellan. She wants me. Not Kellan. Fucking bullshit counter crap.
"You're wrong. We can do this, and you know it. You love me, Aria. Don't pretend as though any of your feelings have wavered. I'm sick of this. I'm a full blood commander. Get the hell over it and come back to me."
That was really not the way I meant for that to come out, but I'm a little... frustrated. I don't care if we fuck or not, I just want her to admit she wants to be with me as much as I want to be with her.
She runs her hands through my hair, her violet eyes staring into the depths of my soul as she sighs out.
"You're right. I still love you as much as I did." 'If not more,' she silently adds, knowing I heard it. "But... you know why we can't be together. I won't do to you what Mom did to Uncle Brazen. It's selfish, and I don't know how he doesn't hate her for letting him fall so deep for her."
She loves me so much she'd rather see me with someone else instead of pining over her when she ends up with Kellan. All of her life, she's seen the way counters interact, but I can tell she doesn't feel like that about him. She feels guilty that she doesn't when it's obvious he wants her more than she wants him.
All of her thoughts collide as she tries to shut me out, hide her mind's panic, but some bits of things still escape her grasp. One thing in particular, she doesn't want to be in his arms again.
That kills me.
"Aria, don't be with him simply because you think you're supposed to be. That's ridiculous. There's no law pushing you together. Be with me."
A tear slips out, and she turns her head away, hiding the pain she doesn't want me to see. A slight flash of Simone tangled around me comes to her mind. I have no fucking clue why that was so terrible to her. It couldn't have been more innocent.
"You're not going to stay with me, are you?" I ask rhetorically.
Her mind is already made up, and it doesn't matter what perfectly executed argument I deliver, she's not to give in because she feels as though she belongs to him.
