Page 61 of The Magic of Eternity
“You smell like you,” Fischer murmured. “It really is you, isn’t it?” Dread settled in my stomach, and suddenly I had an inkling of what he’d possibly gone through.
“Yeah, Fish. It’s me. Nobody’s going to hurt you. I love you.” He lifted his head from my chest all too soon and I missed the warmth of his body. His eyes were glimmering with unshed tears.
“They did things… Well, one guard in particular did things to me.” He took a deep breath and my heart hammered within my chest. I was desperate to know what had happened to him, and at the same time I didn’t know if I was ready to hear it.
“What did he do?” I asked softly.
“He raped me... repeatedly. As you,” Fischer confessed, and it felt like the ground was falling away from beneath me.
“No.” It was the only word that made sense at that moment.
“Yeah. Yes. I knew,I knewit wasn’t you. I know it now, and I knew it then. But just seeing you here now, feeling you touch me... Everything feels fucked up. I need to be sure it’s you.”
I nodded. “I understand. I’ll do whatever you need. I’m so fucking sorry, Fischer. Please tell me that person is dead, because if they’re not, you’re gonna have to give me an hour to go paint the walls red.”
“Don’t worry about that,” he replied bitterly. “He’s definitely dead, though I didn’t get to give him the death he deserved.”
We stared at each other for several moments. Our relationship had been a wild one. What started out of necessity had morphed into something so much more. We grounded each other, supported each other. We were definitely in love with each other.
“Smelling you helps,” he murmured. “He didn’t smell like you.”
“No, I imagine he didn’t, because you know the real me, Fischer. I would never take anything from you without consent. I want you, always. But I want you to want me in return. Do you know what I mean?”
“I do know.” He paused, searching my face once again. He brought his hands up to my chest, slowly exploring the feel of my shoulders, down to my pecs. The feel of his hands on my body was nirvana.
“What can I do? Tell me how to help you. I’ll do anything,” I begged.
“Kiss me,” he rasped, and I pulled back, shocked at the request.
“Are you sure? I want you to be certain, so that when my lips are on yours, you’ll know that it’s me kissing you. And one day, when our bodies come together again, I will leave no doubt in your mind that it’s me that’s making love to you. So if you want me to kiss you, I fucking will. I just want you to be sure.”
Pink bloomed on Fischer’s bronze cheeks. I loved when he blushed for me. He was so pretty. “Remind me, Sloane. Remind me how good we are together, and never let me go.”
“Never,” I growled, wrapping my arm around his neck and pulling him in against me. Our lips brushed in the softest caress, like a feather, barely dusting over the smooth bare skin. A tease and a tickle, ramping up the desire for more. A small whimper escaped his mouth and landed in mine, which I swallowed eagerly. With more intention, I let myself sink into the kiss, gently swiping my tongue against the seam of his mouth. It was a question.‘Is this okay? Will you let me in?’
When his mouth opened and his warm tongue slid against mine, I got his answer.‘Yes. I’ll let you in. Just take care of me.’And that was something that he never had to doubt—I would always take care of him. I would always take care of everybody in this room, because the truth of the matter was, I loved them all in different ways. They were all mine, and I was theirs.
Fischer’s hands moved to my face as he deepened our kiss. My head swam from the euphoria of this sensation that I thought had been lost. It was a fucking rush. I wasn’t sure how long I stood there, kissing him, worshipping his mouth with mine. With a groan, he eventually leaned back and bit his bottom lip. He never looked sexier than when he did that. He knew what it did to me.
“Are you okay?” My voice was like speaking through glass, raspy as hell.
“I love you, Sloane. Thank you.”
“Okay, everyone needs to stop making out long enough for showers,” Red pleaded, and I glanced over my shoulder to see Kai licking his way down the column of her neck. Faris had lifted her full skirt and was eyeing a rather prominent blue vein that I could see from across the room. Cam and Bram were eyeing those three like they were a platter of appetizers they couldn’t wait to get a taste of.
“It’s been too long, Cub,” Kai groaned, shaking his head.
“I know, and I agree, trust me… But I can’t tell you the last time I had a shower, and I really want to wash the battle from my body before anything else happens,” Saige demanded sweetly, pushing herself up slowly and awkwardly from Kai’s lap.
Bram crossed the room with huge strides, helping her up. “My Goldie girl,” he whispered, pulling her against him. “I have the perfect idea.”
She looked up at him through hooded eyes, and he gave her a knowing look. “Oh.Oh yes.That is a perfect idea.”
“What is?” Cam asked, pouring himself a drink from the bar.
“Bram has a huge bathroom that has a hot pool in it. It’ll be big enough for everyone. Oh, I can’t wait to get in it. Take me there now, demon man,” Red begged dramatically, lifting the back of her hand to her forehead like she might faint.
“So dramatic, sweetheart,” Fish murmured as he prowled her way. I took in the way she shivered when his hands came to rest on her shoulders. My dick definitely appreciated the sight of her squeezed between Bram and Fischer. Adrenaline was still running high—I was horny as hell. I’d already fought and I needed to fuck. Soon.
