Zarren Helion
The floor would be too hard for her, she would bruise. The bed. I’d carry her there, bend her over the edge and take her from behind. Gods, her a*s would look spectacular as I pulled her flush to my hips. Filled her up. Made her squirm.
“Zarren, move!” Willow’s words were followed by her soft whimper. “Please, please, move.”
I felt her let go of whatever piece of herself she’d been holding back. She relinquished her body, her need. Everything. I was there, in her head. She would stay with me, live with me, give me her body, and ask for nothing but protection in return. Stay with the monster who had destroyed worlds to save one life. And failed.
Terror hovered at the edge of my consciousness, but I shoved it back, locked it away so Willow would not feel it through our link
