Page 63 of Sweet Revenge
Still panting, all I could do was nod. I beckoned to him with my eyes, pleading for him to finally give me what I’d been longing for. Daemon’s lips found mine, and I tasted myself on his tongue. He kissed me deeply at the same time that he rammed his thick cock deep inside me.
My swollen pussy clung to him, every movement lighting me on fire with rapture as his hips began to move. I wrapped my arms around him, dragged my fingernails down his back, and buried my face in his neck. With his hands on my hips, he steadied himself and increased his pace as his own pleasure began to peak.
It became clear to me that he wanted to make this last as long as possible, but it only took a few minutes for him to send me plummeting over the edge again. The sensations he sent radiating through my body were so intense, I didn’t know how much longer I could hold on. He finally joined me, grunting a few times before he released. The two of us melded together in a slow-burning smolder where nothing else in the world existed and it was only the two of us, wrapped in each other’s arms, oblivious to the rest of the world.
We lay like that for a long time, watching the shadows of trees outside the curtained window shift and change with the movement of heavenly objects. I didn’t know what time it was, whether it was night or day, and I didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was Daemon and I were safe and in each other’s arms.
Despite the blankets he covered me with, when Daemon moved to lay beside me instead of on top of me, my body felt cold. Shivering, I curled up and rested my head on his chest.
“Are you okay, baby?” He ran his thumb along my cheekbone, prompting me to look up into his dark eyes.
“I’m perfect,” I assured him. “Just didn’t want you to go.”
Chuckling under his breath, he looped his arm around me and pulled me even closer. “I’ll never leave. You’re stuck with me forever now.”
Those words were some of the most beautiful I’d ever heard uttered. My mind wandered back over all the years I’d been searching for him, my dark angel, the man who’d taught me so much about myself and how to escape the constraints that had been placed on me my entire life.
In the months since my father had gifted me to him, Daemon had done his damnedest to get rid of me. He’d tried to run, even taking me back to my father, but deep down, it wasn’t me he was trying to escape. He’d been born into the same world that I had been, and he’d been taught that the only way to survive was to be alone. Now, neither of us had to believe those lies anymore. We knew that we were stronger together than we’d ever been on our own.
“I need to tell you something, Elisa.” Daemon’s tone was serious, causing my heart to skip a beat.
Once again, I found myself staring into his eyes. A hesitant breath expelled from my lungs and I bit down on my bottom lip. Could I have been wrong? Maybe he didn’t feel the same way about me as I did him. “What is it?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. “I love you.” Dark eyelashes flickered for a moment before he focused directly on my eyes. “I love you so much.”
Relief washed over me. I let out a deep breath and let a smile slip into place. “Oh.”
It was all I could say. My mind had returned to a dark place, so I hadn’t been prepared to hear the most wonderful news I could imagine.
“Oh?” Daemon chuckled and shook his head. “Well, okay then.”
“No!” I gave him a playful shove. “I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, I love you, too, Daemon. But you already knew that, didn’t you?” I propped my head up on my hand, my elbow buried in the pillow, so I could see him better.
He didn’t answer right away. That shadow I’d seen cross his face so many times began to tinge the corner of his eyes, but it didn’t get a chance to change his countenance before he finally responded. “I knew you thought you loved me. It has been enough, through all of this, for me to use you when I needed to.” His lips pressed together for a second. “I’m sorry about that. For the times I manipulated you. It’s not something I’m proud of.”
“It’s okay.” I meant the words. I’d already forgiven him for everything he did before he escaped the lies we’d been told.
Daemon shook his head. “No, it’s not okay. I would’ve never treated you that way if I’d known the truth.” He turned to lie on his back, staring up at the ceiling.
I waited for him to continue, but when he didn’t, I had to ask. “What’s that? The truth about what?”
“That love doesn’t make you weak.” Finally, he turned his head to look at me.
I nodded in agreement. It was a conclusion I’d reached long before he did, but now that he’d made that discovery, I knew for certain I’d never lose him again.
I rested my hand over his heart. “Love definitely doesn’t make you weak, babe.”
“No, it makes you stronger.” His larger palm covered my hand. “When I was in the worst possible situations, thinking I might die or wondering how I’d ever fight my way out of it, it was you who gave me the strength to go on. I felt like I could do whatever it took to make a new life for you, to keep you safe.”
Inhaling deeply, I took a moment to gather my thoughts, not sure how to make him understand what I’d been feeling inside for all those years. His eyebrows furrowed as he gave me the time I needed, wondering what I was going to say.
“For all of those years, between when we first met and when I saw you again, you were my reason for doing everything I could to get away from my family. Sure, I’d always wanted to go to law school and do some good in the world, but it was you, my dark angel, that kept me going. I thought, if I could get away from my father, maybe I could find you. Maybe we could start a life together. A normal life.” I leaned over and ran my fingers over the image of my own face etched into the skin of his arm. “Once I realized you were a part of this, it deterred me a bit. It was scary, knowing I’d never actually be able to escape this life. But my feelings for you were strong enough that I was willing to change my plans, to do whatever it took to make sure that we could be together, no matter what.”
Daemon lifted my hand and kissed my knuckles. “I had no idea all those years you didn’t hate my guts and wish I was dead.”
Giggling, I lowered my head to his chest, a wave of exhaustion washing over me. “You taught me more that night than you could ever know—and not just sexually. About who I am, what I’m capable of, and how strong I can be.”
Daemon’s warm lips grazed the top of my head as we settled deeper into the soft bed. “You’re the strongest person I know, Elisa. I might not be able to take you away from all of this forever, the way you’ve always wanted, but I can promise you whatever it is you want to do in this world, you’ll be able to. I’ll keep you safe. I’ll keep you happy. Most importantly, I’ll keep you right by my side.”