Page 44 of True Sacrifice
“That’s why you can’t get an opinion on this. You would want to try it, and then when it fails, it leaves us worse off than we are now. Forever is so fucking long. You are still too mortal to understand what it’s like.”I could barely stand to look at her now. She wasn’t wrong when she said I was fucked after the kiss. I had been fucked since the moment she ran into my arms in the hallway. How would I be able to manage the rest of eternity, when she said that all I had wasn’t enough?
“We are forced into each other’s lives forever already. Can’t we at least try to be friends?”It would be better than this push and pull we always went through.
“No,”I said immediately. I looked down at my cock and watched him jump against my thigh. He wanted her, and if I let myself get closer to her, I knew exactly what would happen.
“You say no like that, but you don’t want me to feel like I’m not good enough? How does that make sense, Jax?”
“I can’t be your friend when all I could think about for the past two hours was ripping off Justice’s hands so he couldn’t touch you for a while.”They would grow back in a few days.
“You like to chop off hands when you’re jealous.”
“Hands touch,”I grumbled back.
“You can touch.”Her voice took on a lower tone, and I slipped under the covers on the bed. I put my hands in my pants to adjust my cock as it strained against the fabric.
“But you can’t.”I tried to keep my mind as blank as possible. I found my adjustment had become slow strokes. I could tie her up, so she couldn’t touch me, and I would still fuck her better than Justice could ever dream of doing.
“It’s about more than touch.”Easy for her to say.
“So, if I was there before you now, you wouldn’t want me to touch you?”My hand gripped my cock, squeezing as my hand moved up and down. I wondered what it would feel like to have her little hands wrapped around me.
“Would you want to touch me?”Her tone came out breathy and I tried hard not to imagine her whispering in my mind while I buried myself in her. Touching her wasn’t the problem, what happened when she decided she needed more from her partner?
“How long would that work before you decide a one-way lane isn’t enough for you?”I withdrew my hand from my pants, having released my cock moments before I came. I didn’t even trust my power not to betray me.
“Considering we’re mates for eternity, I would wager we have a good shelf life.”
“You sound like Justice,”I snipped.
“Talk to me more and maybe I’ll sound like you too.”She tempted my mind. It wanted to claim her and end the jealousy I felt toward my own brothers.
“What do you want us to talk about, babe?”I asked, trying to make a mockery of the pet names the others had so quickly adopted for her.
“What’s your favorite color?”her voice sounded interested, but I didn’t know how this helped.
“Black, like my soul,”I muttered back.
“Oh, dark and broody, so original,”she quipped back, and I couldn’t help smiling a little. This was easier than trying to hold her at arm’s length all the time.
“Let me guess, your favorite color is pink?”She hadn’t looked overly like a pink person, and most of the time I saw her she was in black training clothes. I did not know what she liked to wear when it was just a day for her to be her.
“Mmmmmm,”she thought it over, “I would say my favorite color is purple, but really I love most colors. Except orange. Orange makes me feel angry. I’m not sure why.”
“What’s wrong with orange?”I hadn’t ever felt angry about a color before.
“I don’t know. It just really bothers me,”she mused. “So, now it’s your turn to ask a question,”she prompted.
“So, we’re playing twenty questions now to fix all our problems?”I volleyed back to her.
“Do you have something else you would rather do?”she asked.
My dick hopped again at the thought of what he would rather do with her than ask questions. Down, boy. “Before you came to Hell, how many people have you fucked?”
“Oh, getting into the good questions off the bat, I like your style, Jax,”she purred back to me. No, this wasn’t helping me in the least. “You realize you’re supposed to answer the question too. Are you sure you want to go down this line of questioning?”she added as I waited for her answer.
“Not my first experience with this game. I’m aware of the rules,”I replied. Was this going to go well? Not in a million years. Did it stop me from wanting to know? Absolutely not.
“Three, before Hell.”Her tone was somber.
