What happens when she finds out who you are? When she learns every dark secret, discovers every drop of blood that stains your hands? You were nothing. You are nothing. Everything you have you stole. What happens she learns you are a fraud?
I had been alone for so long. I couldn’t let anyone get close so afraid they would learn the truth.
“You need to leave Miranda. I’m not in the mood to deal with you right now.”
“You are never in a mood to deal with me, Val. So today’s no different than any other day.” Miranda smiled softly. “Come on let’s get you cleaned up. You look like shit.”
Like a puppet on a string, I let Miranda pull me toward the small bathroom. She had ignored me. My words being tossed aside by the defiance of a tiny blonde. The bathroom wasn’t very big, but somehow we both fit. Miranda turned on the water and pulled me forward.
I put my hands under the warm water, rising off the blood now dried on my skin. Eddie’s blood. The water ran red, staining the sink with the knowledge that I wouldn’t have stopped. Only Miranda had saved Eddie tonight.
"Turn around please."
I turned to face Miranda. Taking a clean towel, she ran it under the running water. Her hands went for my chest. The cuts I had made still bled slowly. I made sure they were always deep enough to cause pain, but not deep enough to do real damage. The real damage lived inside my head.
Grabbing Miranda’s hand, I stopped her. “No.”
Miranda took a breath. "Do we have to do this?" The words came out exhausted. She shook her head and leaned back against the wall.
"I said no." My voice rose in the small bathroom echoing off the tile.
Hurt flashed in her eyes. "I guess we do. Fine, have it your way.”
She threw the towel in the sink and turned to walk out. She didn’t get far. I spun her back around to search her eyes.
Cool green eyes locked with mine and I knew Eddie wasn’t the one she had been trying to save. She had been trying to save me.
"Why?" I asked.
“You know why. I am tired of playing this game. I have one week left with you. I don't want to spend our last week doing this, back and forth, lying and hiding. I am not asking for you to tell me your secrets. I am tired of running, of having my nightmares catch me no matter where I run. I have one week to be free, and I want to spend it with you, Val. Not because you bought me. Not because I have too because I want you more than I have ever wanted anything before. You make me crave the darkness instead of the sun. Give me your shadows Val."
The link wrapped itself around my heart. Miranda had caught me. The king fell.
Chapter Twenty
I felt something shift. My body reacted as my heart gave Val a place to anchor to. The world faded away. The Past and Future fleeing as the present took over. Here and now this is what we had. I wasn't going to waste a second.
“I want you. I want you more than I have ever wanted anything else.” My hand reached out. Val took it, pulling my fingers to his chest, he let my hand rest there. He had given me an unspoken command. To touch him. My fingers couldn’t wait to obey.
Sliding my fingers across his chest, Val took a sharp breath. Dipping my hand down, I reached his waist band. I stopped for a moment to take him in... I hadn't been prepared for what I saw. Lust, Madness, hope, fear, all and that more swirled in his blue eyes. They gave away all the things he didn't want me to know. Dropping my hand, I stepped back. My hands went up and pulled my shirt up and over, tossing it somewhere on the floor. My pants went next, then my bra and panties.
Standing naked outside Val’s bathroom, I felt alive. Val didn’t move, his eyes taking in every inch of my body. He couldn’t hide how much he wanted me. He didn’t even try. For the first time in my life, I felt beautiful. I felt powerful. The high intoxicating.
“I’m not complaining but what are you doing?” he asked.
“Giving you what you need.”
I shifted, so I had my back facing Val. Putting my hands down on either side of the sink, I spread my legs.
Looking over my shoulder, I smiled. “You want me, Val, then take me.” Turning around, I could see myself in the mirror. I could see Val stepping up behind me as he pushed his pants to the floor. I felt my breath start coming fast, as lust burned brightly. I couldn't take my eyes off his reflection as he let his cock spring free.
My tongue darted out, and I licked my lips. I wished I could taste him again, but I would have to wait. Val needed to fuck me as much as I needed him too. He could have me, willing and wanting. I leaned my body over the sink as my heartbeat quickened.
Twisting my hips upward, he entered me in one swift thrust. I held still. His cock filling me up, leaving no room to think. Val dropped his head and ran his tongue over the delicate skin of my neck. His hand moved under me to cup one of my breasts.
I could feel him everywhere. I could see him touch me. I couldn't tell where he ended, and I began. I had offered me myself over to him completely, and he stripped me of every thought, every hope, and fear, stealing my every breath as he drove into me.
Val twisted my nipple same time as his teeth pricked the tender flesh of my neck. The pain swept through pushing my body back. My pussy clenched around his cock as my mouth fell open. Pulling back, he met my wide eyes in the mirror. The outline of his teeth imprinted on my neck and the skin throbbed in time with the pulse of my nipple.
He gripped my hips, his fingertips digging into my pale skin.
"I'm going to fuck you now Miranda." Val withdrew and slammed back into my pussy. My breasts bounced as he thrust hard and deep. The force sending my hips into the porcelain. The cold stone sent sharp bits of pain crashing through me, every time I hit the sink. I let out a moan as Val bent me further over the sink so he could fuck me even harder. One of his hands found its way around my body, seeking out my clit. He pressed down hard, and I gasped. Val began to rub it in time with his thrusts. The pleasure making my eyes flutter closed.
“Open your eyes. I want you to see me taking you Miranda.”
Opening my eyes, I caught our reflection in the mirror. The girl staring back at me was no longer the same girl I had known my whole life. My hair fell wild around my face, and my eyes had darkened with lust.
I felt Val thrust, and I saw my body rocking forward. I could see his arm wrapped around me as his fingers rubbed my clit. The sensation, the sight of Val taking me sent me right to the edge; his words became what I needed to send me tumbling over.
“I want to see you come.” I couldn’t disobey. I came with a scream, as I saw myself coming undone. The sight was incredible as his body rocked one final time as he came, spilling inside as my body shuddered with the force. Collapsing against me, I felt his heavy weight resting on my back. I felt safe.
His lips found the bite mark, and he kissed the spot—a brief moment of tenderness. I closed my eyes and wished for forever I knew would never be.
Chapter Twenty-One
I headed down the hall. My feet were carrying me away from the best moment of my life. There had been nothing to say. We both knew something had changed. Cracked open and raw, I left. Not wanting to sit alone in my room, I took a right and headed toward Selena's room.
I hoped business was over for the night. I came to the last door on the left side of the hall and knocked. I heard footsteps and within an instant Selena’s smile greeted me.
"Did you have fun?" Selena gave a lazy smile as her perfectly kept hair now danced loose and tangled around her face.
“I don’t think I am the only one.”
"Business is good." Selena grinned as a fire sparked in her eyes.
Selena held the door open. “Do you want to come in?”
I hesitated. "I don't want to bother you."
Selena rolled her eyes. "Then, why are you at my door at four A.M.? Get your ass in here."
A shy smile lit up my face. I stepped inside, and Selena closed the door behind me. Her eyes roamed over me from head to toe. “You and Val make
up?”
“Maybe. I can never tell with him.”
Selena gestured for me sit down. I sunk into the chair near the door.
“I wanted to thank you for getting Val when you did.”
Selena sat down the bed. Something darkened her eyes, and she reached up and brushed the scar than ran down the length of her cheek. "You don't have to thank me, Miranda. No man should ever treat a woman like that."
My foolish heart had fallen for Selena as well. For the second time tonight, I wished I had a future here. I had been holding the pieces of my life together, living with shreds and fragments, my soul a collection of broken bits and terrible memories. I had grown tired of carrying the weight and Selena offered a safe place to let it go, if only for a moment.
"I shouldn't do this, but I am not willing to watch the best thing that has ever happened walk out the door without a fight. Val can be a fucking bastard Miranda, but don't let him make you think he doesn't care. The truth is he cares too much. All the control, all the rules they keep him in check. They offer a safe place to hide from the world, from the past that overwhelms him. One crack Miranda and something could find its way in. You are the crack, the tiny cut he needs to find his way back.”
"Do you love Val?" My fingers fluttered to my neck. My eyes couldn't seem to find a safe spot to rest. I closed my eyes and took a breath. I had to know even though my heart screamed at me to stop, begged me to end this conversation so it could hold on to the thin thread of hope, but I didn't listen. Even the tiniest amount of hope was poisonous, a lethal dose capable of destruction.
“I love him. It’s impossible for me not too, but you want to know if I am in love with him? The answer to that is no Miranda. That part of me was broke a long time ago.”
Treacherous tears formed behind my eyelids as I reached for Selena’s hand. I swallowed the truth, knowing I couldn’t stop what was coming, a tiny flutter of hope beat inside my chest. My need for the truth had been my downfall, my destruction sealed with the faint pulse of wings.
Chapter Twenty-Two
I couldn’t seem to think straight. Miranda had clouded every thought. I couldn't seem to shake what had happened between us. My footsteps quiet as I made my way down to Miranda's room. I knew I should let her sleep, but every second away from her became one I couldn't get back. I had grown tired of fighting the pull. Like a moth to a flame, I couldn't stay away. She still wanted me even though she knows what I need. She didn't know how far I would go. I'm not sure if I will ever let myself get that far. My firm control seemed to be stolen by things I didn't want to know. I didn't want to feel.
Opening the door my eyes found Miranda's body curled up on the bed. She looked small and breakable. All those things I didn't want to know, everything I didn't want to feel slammed into me full force. They played havoc with my head, and my heart matched the insanity, pounding so loud in my chest I had to believe my heart still there after all these years. Setting my body next to hers, I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. The moment her soft body pressed against mine I grew hard. I had only wanted to hold her, a strange and terrifying concept I didn’t want to think about it. My dick seemed to have other ideas.
*
I panicked the moment I felt another warm body in my bed. After my talk with Selena, I had barely made it back to my room. Pulling my clothes off I settled into bed. My heart raced until I caught a familiar scent. Val. My groggy brain tried to process the fact he was in bed with me.
“Val?”
“Close your eyes beautiful. I just want to hold you.”
I could feel Val's cock pressed against my ass. The hard length was telling me it didn't want just to hold me.
I pushed my body closer to his. My ass was making direct contact with his cock causing a moan to fall from his lips. The sound twisted itself through my brain. My body immediately responded. Val was in my bed, his hard cock begging for attention. Sleep could wait. Slipping my hand between our bodies I took his length in my hand. Gripping tight I ran my hand down from base to tip.
“Miranda.”
"I don't think he wants you just to hold me."
“What gives you that idea?” Val’s voice had dropped, sending chills all over my body.
“This.” I tightened my grip as stroked his cock. It pulsed under my hand, growing harder with every stroke.
*
I couldn't help but thrust into her hand. She didn't hesitate to touch me, taking all of me into her hand and working my cock like a pro. It felt so good I was worried I was going to come in her hand like a schoolboy. My fingers shot out, catching her hand.
*
I couldn’t help but smile. Before, I would have thought Val stopped me because he didn't want me. Now I knew the truth. I held the power to make him lose control. I hadn't known that I liked playing with fire. With Val, I couldn’t help it. I found that I loved pushing him, knowing the reward would be worth it.
Pulling my hand up, Val locked it against my chest with his arm. His hand trailed down until he found my pussy. I was already soaking wet.
“Open.”
I swung one leg over him, opening as wide as I could. Val's hand wasted no time, his fingers invading my pussy, plunging deep. I gasped at the invasion. My body was coming fully alive under Val's fingers.
"So wet and so eager. This is how I like you, Miranda. I would love to play with you for longer, but after the magic, you did with your hand I am dying to be inside you."
Val’s fingers slid from inside me finding my clit. Brushing lightly, I whimpered. His other hand guided his cock to my entrance. Pressing hard on my clit he thrust deep, warm and welcoming I took him.
*
I stopped for a moment to feel her warm pussy wrapped around my cock. Her pussy a perfect fit, she felt like coming home.
Miranda pushed her hips back, trying to pull me in deeper.
"I shouldn't love when you do that Miranda, but it wound be another lie. I love when you try to take me even deeper. The way you want me drives me fucking insane." My voice came out strained, revealing things I knew I shouldn't say, but I had grown tired of lying, sick of pretending Miranda hadn't changed my dark and lonely world. I knew the flash of color Miranda had giving me was only temporary. Still, I wanted every moment. Memories to fight the darkness when she became nothing but a memory.
Gripping her hips, I withdraw as far as I could, then slid slowly back in. Her hands found my thigh, digging her nails in, the sharp bite of pain caused a curse to fall from my lips. I had wanted to go slow, but she seemed to on a mission to make going slow impossible.
"Stop that," I growled. In a swift motion, I slid out and rolled her over, careful not to crush her under my weight. I lifted her hips until her ass was in the air.
“Spread your legs.” She obeyed in an instant, legs opening as wide as she could. I could see how wet and slick she was for me, her pussy practically begging me to fuck it.
“Fuck, you are beautiful.”
*
I twisted my head around so that I could see him. My eyes lit up by desire and desperate need.
“Are you just going to look at me or are you going to fuck me?”
Val reached out and struck. Walloping my ass, I bucked.
“Fuck. Val.”
"You don't get to decide what I do." Another blow landed across my ass, harder than the first, staining my skin a lovely pink. He struck a third time and in time with the blow he thrust, burying his cock as deep as it could go. The burning sting and the sudden invasion caused me to cry out.
“You should hold on to something.” Val hissed between clenched teeth.
Reaching out I frantically gripped the headboard with my fingers. He waited for only a moment until I had a good grip and then he lost control. His cock slamming into me hard and deep, his balls slapping the tender skin of my ass with every thrust.
My whole body shook with the force. My breasts bounced up and down, the burn from where he had struck making my core tighten
. I tried to form words, but all I could manage was cries and whimpers. He took me completely, fucking the very breath out of my body. Every thought I had vanished except for the way he felt inside of me. He could have my breath, my pussy, my heart and soul as long he didn't stop. I let go, giving him everything I had. My body was bowing to him in a total act of submission, ripped open and stripped bare; he took every piece of me. The pressure rose higher and higher until I was nothing but a living, breathing current of need.
Bending over me, Val found my ear.
“I want it all Miranda, give me everything and come for me.”
His words had been the thing I had been waiting for. I came screaming. The sound shattered the broken pieces of my soul, I had been set free.
Chapter Twenty-Three
I shifted, my body finding something warm and stable next to me. For a second I panicked. Everything dimmed, and all I could think of was that they had sent a client to my bed. Spots danced in front of my eyes, as the room closed in. I wanted no part of the people that touched me. I hated them for the way they could make my body respond even when I didn't want it. My hands went to push the body away from me, knowing the punishment I would face would be severe. It didn't matter. I couldn't take anymore, Blonde hair caught my attention, and I knew the person beside me was a woman. They rarely sent me a woman, a reward for being good. Suddenly a name flashed in my head. The woman beside me was Miranda. The name settled the fear inside, bringing me back to the present. My past fell away as surprise flooded every part of me, amazed by the fact that I had slept beside her. I hated sharing a bed with someone, their body being so close to me tossed me head first into my nightmares.
Reaching out I brushed Miranda's hair from her face, the action causing her to open her eyes as a tired smile slid across her face.
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