Page 108 of Heartless Heathens
“Are you satisfied yet? Or shall I continue to fuck your brains out?” I asked, pressing my still hard erection into the space where her thighs touched.
She looked down like her cheeks were on fire and she couldn’t bear to look up at me, regardless of all the filthy things I had just done to her.
“Look at me.” I brought my index finger under her chin and lifted her so her gaze couldn’t stray from mine. “There’s no one like you.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good thing,” she whispered.
I kissed her again, this time soft and full of all the things I was feeling but didn’t know how to say. Didn’t know if I could say. Her hand was hot against my chest while our tongues pressed against each other tenderly. I broke away, dropping my forehead to hers before deciding to speak again.
“You pulled me out,” I told her.
“What?”
“I was blacking out. I heard your voice. It pulled me out,” I told her and she smiled.
“I dreamt this,” she said, and I looked at her curiously. “Not exactly like this, but pretty close. A few things were different. I think that’s why I knew it had to be you. I’d already done it once.”
“Hmm.” I thought about what she was saying.
“You don’t believe me?” she asked, with a hurt tone to her voice.
“Now why the hell would you think that?” I asked and she shrugged. “Do you have dreams like that often?”
“I never remembered my dreams before… before you three,” she said, as if that was a landmark in her life. “It’s always the same dream.”
“What happens?” I asked.
“It’s different bits and pieces, I’m drowning, something keeps me from being able to come up for air and pulls me under.” She looked up at me, a fearful look glazed over her eyes.
“Well, don’t worry about that, little lamb. I’ll keep you far away from that lake.” I kissed the top of her head, reassuring her. “You should go back to Felix’s room now. Neither of them will like it if they find you here.” I tucked a stray hair behind her ear, and she nodded in agreement.
More than that I needed time to wrap my head around the chaotic cluster of thoughts bouncing around in my brain. I had literally just promised her I’d never be able to love her, and wouldn't be able to feel anything more for her than friendship.
I already knew I was a fucking liar.
I loved her far more than I’d ever be able to love myself.
Maybe that was okay too.
I woke up with a smile on my face and the lingering scent of vanilla and strawberries on my pillow. It made me wish I had let her stay the night and dealt with the consequences as they came. The minute my eyes opened, I decided this wasn’t a secret I would keep from my brothers.
I would have much rather have woken up with my nose buried in the nook of her neck and her legs wrapped around mine. Naked and tangled in each other. But instead, here I was, alone and with a hard-on.
Again.
Better than most times though. I smiled to myself, recounting the previous night. I pulled out a pair of gray sweatpants and stepped into them before leaving my room to find Sonny and Felix already eating on the kitchen island. Our little lamb, nowhere in sight.
Probably still in bed, tuckered out.
Let it be known that I was at least a decent fuck.
Most twenty year olds probably diddled a clit like an old guitar.
“Your little pet told me last night that neither of you had fucked her,” I said gathering both of their attention immediately.
They turned to face me.
“I’m surprised you had the self-restraint to leave her a virgin.”
