Page 53 of Bitten By Zombie

Holding her chin and not breaking eye contact, he made love to her in a way he’d never done with another woman.

Their pleasure swelled ever so slowly. They were not in a hurry to get to the destination. This time was all about the trip.

He watched her pupils respond as her body did. Her breathing increased with some of her breaths ending in a whimper. Reading her cues, he adjusted his angle accordingly. While he picked up the pace as she needed, he never pulled more than halfway out. He wanted them to stay connected.

With her arms looped around his neck, his hand cupping her chin, and their eyes locked on each other, they came together.

It was a truly transcendent experience for him. He kissed her still open mouth, neither bothering to close their eyes.

He could still feel his cock pulsing inside her body and her aftershocks rippling along his length. Both sensations decreased in intensity as they tapered off.

Still, they stared into each other’s eyes.

“I love you.” He hadn’t meant to blurt it out like that. He wanted to tell her so much more first. Give her the chance to deal with all the other shit she must be feeling before dealing with that, but it was out there now. He couldn’t take it back.

He watched as tears pooled in her eyes.

They did not look like tears of joy. They were fat drops of sadness and heartache. Zombie knew it wasn’t the right time, and he wished like hell he hadn’t put that on her.

“Fuck,” he cursed softly and released her chin. As he did, her hands flew to her face and dashed away the tears.

“I’m sorry, Rabbit. That was shit timing on my part.”

What else could he say? He didn’t mean it. Like hell, he’d say that he totally did.

Reluctantly, he pulled from her body and rolled to the side. Putting his arm under her neck, he offered the option to curl into him or stay separated. He knew what he preferred, but this wasn’t about him. It was about Heidi.

While having a woman burst into tears when those words were spoken would give most men a complex, Zombie knew she was going through a lot.

“You aren’t under any obligation to say it back, babe. I just…the moment felt honest, and not saying it felt like a lie. And I never want to lie to you, even if it bites me in the ass.”

Still, she didn’t speak. Normally, that wasn’t an issue for him. He wasn't one of those people who needed to fill the silences, but he couldn’t stop running his mouth. It was the only way he could think to make her feel better, or at least try.

“In the spirit of honesty, do you want to hear the truth about what happened with your brother?” It was the last thing he wanted to talk about in their bed, naked, but he meant what he said earlier about hiding things.

Besides, they couldn’t form a strong relationship with her brother between them in any capacity.

“No.” She finally spoke.

It was silent for a few heartbeats and Zombie was about to start talking again when Heidi saved him from probably making things worse.

“I know he hurt children. I know he wasn’t who I thought he was. I know he wanted me dead. And I believe he may have killed my dad. Did he really shoot Santa?”

“Yeah. With a gun he’d wrapped and hid at your place. He also started a fire and burned some documents on your bed.”

Heidi raised her head slightly to look at him in shock. He would tell her everything about that night when she was ready. Even what Stan alluded to about her.

“Then that’s all I need to know. It’s over. He can’t hurt anyone else.”

Zombie cleared his throat, but apparently, it was obvious he was making emotions.

“I don’t want you or any of my boys to feel guilty about what was done. You should be rewarded.” She spoke passionately. Zombie didn’t miss the fact that she called them hers.

“If that makes me a cold-hearted bitch, then so be it. I don’t have a brother anymore. The brother I remember ceased to exist a long time ago. So, wherever Stan is now makes no difference to me. The only difference it makes is that he can’t hurt anyone else ever again.”

Zombie kissed the top of her head and tightened his hold on her, but her tears came back, and she pulled away from him.

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