Perfect. Picking the closest one, I slam her into the bark as I fuck her. My cock pounds in and out of her. Her head tilts back, her chest bowing as she pulls me closer. Kissing her breasts over and over, I show her just how much I love her.
She clenches around me. “Griff, God, I’m so close—”
Growling, I press her back into the tree and the scent of her blood fills the air as I rip through her quivering heat, forcing her higher until, with a scream, she comes with my name on her lips. It undoes me. I fuck her harder, faster, until I can’t anymore. My balls are drawing up, my stomach rippling as my cock jerks and I come. Filling her with my release.
We still and I lean against her, unable to move, my legs quivering until I’m afraid I might drop her. Fuck, I came so hard I saw stars, and when I lift my head slightly, I see blood on her chest…I must have bitten her. But she doesn’t care.
“I’ll buy you lots more leather pants,” I pant, and she laughs breathlessly.
“Fuck, I love you, Griff. Always, I’ll remind you of it whenever you forget,” she whispers, pulling me closer. I lean against her, the tree holding us both up after that, and my darkest fear surfaces...the one I’ve been trying to outrun.
“I’m scared I’ll hurt you.”
“What?” she asks, confused, so I lift my head, meeting her gaze.
Swallowing hard, I stare into those eyes and in the silence of the woods I reach for her, showing her my deepest, darkest fear. “That man, my dad, you saw him, Vasculo. He hurt my mother, not always physically, but his hate...his drive. He hurt her and he hurt all those women. I’m part of him, his legacy, and blood, baby. What if I hurt you, not...not the way we play, but actually hurt you?” I explain, willing her to understand. “I’m terrified I will...that I’ll become him.”
She grips my cheeks hard. “Blood doesn’t mean shit, Griff. You have the most strength of anyone I have ever met. If anyone can beat that bastard’s fucked up genes, it’s you. You fight even when others would give up, when you get dark sometimes, lost in that madness. But I’ll always be there to hold you through it, to let you get it out on me. So bring it, baby, hurt me. Give me the best you got, I can handle it. You and me, Griff. Take it all out on me whenever you need to. Whenever you feel scared, angry, or mad. Get me. Fuck me. Kill me. Whatever you need. You can never hurt me too much, haven’t you learned that by now? Maybe that means I’m as fucked up as you, some might say the pain that prick put me through tainted me. I don’t give a fuck, as long as you don’t. So what? We’re crazy, we are angry. Who fucking cares? Being sane is boring anyway. So, to it all, baby...I say bring it.”
With each word that fear falls away, that man’s words...my father’s words, leaving me. Filled with Dawn, always Dawn. She is my world now, my center, she’s right. She can take whatever I deal out, always could, always will. She will meet me in the dark, just as mad as me. Ready to take me down until I feel better. He might have messed me up, but maybe, just maybe, there was a reason for that.
I had to suffer.
I had to become mad, angry, and hateful for her.
For Dawn...because she is too, and she needs someone in the dark with her. I’ll be it, always. She will never suffer alone again.
“I love you, Vasculo,” I whisper, unable to say everything in my head, but I shouldn’t have worried because she sees it, knows it, even when I can’t speak the poetic words like her other mates can.
“I love you too, Griff. Now let’s feed me, huh? I’m starving and for more than just cock.” She grins, making me laugh.
“Come on. It’s time, no more hiding. We’ve got shit to do,” I declare, and she snickers.
“I couldn’t have said it better.” She takes my hand and we leave the forest together, my father and my fears left behind where she ripped them free from me, the poison gone even if the effects remain.
We’ve got shit to do.
Dawn arrives for food with Griffin, who seems calmer now. He lets her go and she