Page 54 of Broken Harmony
Muscles I briefly remember tracing with my tongue while I rode his cock.
I had sex with Liam. A lot of sex.Somuch sex.
I know what his cock feels like, how big it is, how the veins feel rubbing along my inner walls, and what his knot feels like locked inside me as I shattered on it over and over again.
He filled me up so many times, I was in pure Omega heaven.
And now, it’s over.
My heat has passed, and everything between Liam and me has changed. We crossed a line I knew he didn’t want to.
This isn’t going to end well in my favor; I’m not stupid enough to believe that. This didn’t magically change how he feels about being with me. I didn’t wake up and become his scent-matched Omega.
He might have helped me through my heat, but that’s all this was to him.
To me? It was everything.
I had two big firsts with a man I’m in love with, who wants me too, but refuses to make me his.
I lost my virginity and had my first heat with him.
And now, we’re going to be expected to act like nothing happened. He’s going to want to go back to being my bodyguard, my shadow. Always there, but just out of reach.
It’s like I’ve gotten everything I ever wanted with this man for a few short days, and now it’s gone. And I wasn’t even cognizant enough to remember most of it.
My body aches in all the best ways. I’m covered in cum and sweat. I should go and shower because I don’t want to be in here, with him, knowing what’s about to happen.
So, I quietly get out of bed and pile my hair into a messy bun.God, that's going to be a nightmare to deal with later.After I throw on some sweats and a hoodie, I grab a blanket and drape it over my shoulders before slipping on some sandals and leaving the bus.
I squint up at the bright morning sun, shielding my eyes as I take a look around.
The bus is parked in a secure area, tucked away in the parking lot of some empty industrial buildings along the New York harbor.
Heading over to one of the picnic tables set up, I nod to the security team, letting them know I’m okay.
They nod back, leaving me to do my own thing while staying nearby.
Taking a seat at the picnic table, I lower my head down on my arms and let out a heavy sigh as tears form in the back of my eyes.
When is this pain ever going to go away?I have the world at the tips of my fingers, yet all I feel is alone, depressed, and just done.
It’s been years since I’ve felt as happy, as good as I did with Liam the past few days.
And now reality wants to check me, letting me know it was a one-time thing.
Why is the universe so fucking cruel to me? Is this my punishment for leaving home? For leaving my best friend behind to suffer?
I wanted to be there for her. I just didn’t know what was going on.
None of that would have happened if you had just stayed. But you left, and became famous, rich, and loved by the world. While she was taken, forced to do unimaginable things, and was in pain. So much pain. She lost everything while you gained the world.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I demand my brain to fuck off.
Sometimes, I think about taking something to shut it all off, to make the noise go away, even just for a little bit.
But I know how dangerous drugs can be in a world like this. And I might not have had much control over my life for years now, but I always had control over my body; what I did with it and what I put into it. Drugs make you stupid, make you vulnerable. I won’t let another person take something away from me again.
“Hey.” Liam’s soft voice makes me want to cry. I bite the inside of my cheek, forcing my eyes open to look out at the water. The Statue of Liberty in the background.
