Fated Lies (Lies #3) - Ella Miles Page 0,64

we fit so well together. I was always afraid sex with Liesel was going to be impossible because of the damage we come from. But somehow, our roughness and insecurities fit together. I push and she pulls. When she yanks, I jerk. Like magnets, that if pushed together the wrong way repel each other, when we turned the correct way, we are pulled together by forces greater than ourselves.

She bites my lip as I grab hold of her ass and deepen my thrusts.

She growls.

I moan.

Until tears threaten her eyes.

I hurt her—fuck.

But it’s too late to stop now. Our orgasms are crashing down on us in waves. Another chance that I could get her pregnant. I never asked if she’s on the pill or another form of birth control that might still have some effect now. I didn’t ask what day she is in her cycle. But I suspect because of the conditions we’ve been held in, combined with stress and lack of food, it’s very unlikely that I’ll get her pregnant. Not that I wouldn’t welcome another child, but I don’t want to complicate an already complicated situation.

I grab onto her hips as I fill her with more of my seed, and I feel her orgasm squeeze around me. Only once our orgasms have passed can I finally wipe away her tear.

“I’m sorry, was I too rough?”

She smiles through her tears. “No, I’m sorry. I haven’t cried in years. You opened the floodgates, and now I cry about everything.”

“Are these happy tears?”

“They’re everything tears.”

I run my hand through her wavy, blonde locks, and then I kiss her forehead. I don’t know how I ever thought I could kill her, no matter what she did. Liesel Dunn doesn’t deserve to die, and no matter what nickname she uses, I’ll never be her killer.

“Now, we really must eat or drink something or we’ll pass out,” I say.

She pouts.

I laugh and turn around. “Climb on.”

She laughs as she climbs onto my back and wraps her legs and arms around my naked body as I begin to open drawers to find a can opener.

“How are we going to get back tomorrow, do you think?” Liesel asks.

I haven’t told her I found a satellite phone in one of the drawers. I’m not ready to be rescued yet. I’m afraid of what will happen when we return to the real world.

I finally got Liesel. I’m not ready to give her up. I don’t know if I’ll ever be.

“Together,” I answer.

I don’t know what will happen tomorrow, but we will arrive there together.

26

Liesel

“Enzo is coming to get us,” Langston says, waking me.

I pull the covers up to my chin but don’t wake up fully. I’m too happy in the mattress, even though I only slept for probably less than an hour last night and Langston had to sleep directly on the floor since we broke the frame.

Langston walks over and sits on my edge of the bed.

I frown—he’s put boxer briefs back on, which means he’s not going to fuck me again.

“I have coffee,” he says, holding a red camping mug out to me.

I sigh but sit up and take the mug from him.

He smiles softly at me as his eyes drag down from my matted hair to my naked torso.

“Wait…Enzo is coming?”

“Yes, I found a satellite phone when I was looking for the coffee beans. I let you sleep for as long as I could, but we need to leave in five to meet him in a nearby field.”

I sip the bitter coffee. We’re leaving. I should be happy we are getting rescued. Rowan and his men won’t be able to kill us, but I’m not happy. I’ve never been more unhappy.

“What’s wrong? Is the coffee bad?”

I nod. “It’s a bit stale.”

“You can sleep on the helicopter, and we can get more caffeine when we get back to Miami.”

I give him a measured smile. “I better get dressed.”

His eyes dart away to give me privacy as I head to the bathroom. I purposely don’t close the door as I shower quickly, hoping that Langston will join me, but after spending all of my five minutes in the shower, I get dressed, disappointed and lonely.

It seems our one night together is over. Our connection is all in the past now. The sex, lust, passion is all gone.

I run my hand through my hair, as I can’t find a comb, when Langston finally pops his head in. “Ready?”

I nod and follow him out of the house. We are