Page 25 of Dark Visions

He kissed her again and felt her hips begin to move. He was about to lose his shit. She was made for him. His perfect fit, his perfect woman.

Aislinn bucked her hips against Kane. Every inch of him was hitting her in all the right spots, making her beg for more, want more. She felt the waves coming, the ebbing and flowing of a tide she couldn’t control. Her stomach began to quiver. Her breasts ached for his touch. It was as if he knew exactly when and how as he plunged into her. She cried out a release unlike anything she had ever felt before.

Aislinn read of women who experienced stars, lightning, and thunder, but she was experiencing the whole fucking hurricane.

Kane growled like a wounded animal, his need so great and his release so strong it was uncontrollable. Their sweat-slicked bodies glistened in the light, a trickle of his own sweat making its way down one of her plump mounds. He followed the trail, licking it from her body, and she shivered, smiling up at him. Kane kissed her sweetly and stood, tying off the condom and throwing it in the trash.

He wet a washcloth and knelt beside her, wiping her clean, the small hints of blood verifying what he already knew. Aislinn was his. He slid between the sheets and pulled her close.

“You okay, baby?” he asked.

“Perfect, Kane, absolutely perfect. If you had told me three days ago this is where I would be, in bed with the man, a man I just met, I wouldn’t have believed you.”

“You were going to say something else, Aislinn. What was it?” She was quiet, and he looked down at her sweet face, her brown eyes glowing with satisfaction and lust. “You said with the man I… what?”

“With the man I love,” she whispered.

“You love me?” Kane pulled back, staring directly into her eyes.

“I-I do, Kane. I’m sorry if that scares you, but I knew it the minute I saw you in my hospital room. I’ve never felt this way about a man, never! And it’s not just that I can touch you, and you can touch me. It’s more. I feel like we’re connected in some mysterious way. It’s okay if you’re not ready…”

“Woman! Can you be quiet for two seconds?” he said, smiling down at her. Aislinn closed her mouth and stared up at his beautiful green eyes. “I love you too, Aislinn. I’ve never said those words to any woman before. Never! I knew that there was something about you, something I needed to discover when I saw you on that stretcher.”

Aislinn took in a slow, shuddering breath, the acknowledgement filling her heart with joy and comfort.

“I love you, Aislinn. You’re mine, baby, mine.”

“Yours,” she said against his lips, taking his mouth in a greedy hunger.

Kane took her again, this time taking care of her aching body, filling her with his love and passion. It was after midnight when they finally curled into one another, sleeping soundly, their hands linked.

Kane felt her tense up in his sleep, but he couldn’t wake. It was as if he were trapped, trapped in the nightmare that was filling her vision. He saw the face of Krauss again, the blonde-haired woman who had been in the dream previously. The blood. The massive amounts of blood covering the vision were staggering. No one could survive whatever this was, no one. The woman laughed. She was gripping something in her hand. Dear God, it was a penis. She was gripping a penis laughing, but it wasn’t attached to anyone.

He could hear Aislinn’s cries but couldn’t rouse himself. He tried. He fought to wake, but the vision gripped him. Dr. Brennan had said he could help her control the visions. He needed to reach her inside the dream. Kane focused on Aislinn.

Aislinn, bab,y hear me. Llisten to me, Aislinn.

Kane? I can’t see you! Kane…

Aislinn, just listen to me. It’s you and me, baby. You and me. We’re here in my loft, just you and me.

Just you and me.

That’s right, baby. We’re laughing. We’re eating pizza. Adam is coming over, and we’re going to watch a movie together.

A movie and pizza.

That’s it, baby. Come to me, Aislinn. Do you see me?

I-I see you, Kane.

He saw her face, and the red started to disappear, the image of his loft coming into view. Aislinn was in his t-shirt, walking toward him. Her hair was wet with sweat.

I see you, baby girl. Come give me some love, Aislinn. I need your love.

Love, I love you, Kane. I love you.

Kane woke with a start, Aislinn’s body wrapped around his, her face peaceful in sleep. He kissed her nose, and her eyes opened in the early morning light.

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