The End Where I Begin (Book Four of the Glen Power Series)

Chapter 18

Two words have never sounded so powerful in the entire history of the world.

Mark's tears stop abruptly with the impact. I can barely believe what I'm hearing myself. But the smirk on my face shows my approval.

“What?” I hear Mark whimper.

“Do it.”

“You can't be...”

“I am. Do it.”

I feel Mark's eyes burn into my skull. But I don't meet them.

“Em, talk to him!” he yelps.

“She's done talking.” Glen's voice shakes with emotion, but it's still so strong. “She's a victim now. You just have to do it.”

“This is wrong...”

“Yes. It's wrong. But you have to.”

“But...”

“You heard what the doctor said. We can't stress her out during the pregnancy. Especially when her hormones kick in.”

“Glen, please...”

I'm tired of waiting. I run my teeth along his jaw again, relishing the gasp it produces. His head tilts involuntarily, allowing me more access to nibble. He can fight this all he wants. But there isn't any denying it. He wants me. No amount of tears on my skin can prove otherwise.

“You can't make me do this,” he sobs. “I don't want to...”

“You think I want you to?!”

The scream pierces through the room like a dagger. It even stops me in my tracks. We both stare at him, watching him struggle not to break down in front of us.

“I don't want to see this happen,” he snarls through gritted teeth. “The thought of your hands all over my wife makes me sick. But I love her. She's my everything. And to see her like that the other day, how stressed she got because I didn't give in to her...I can't risk that. I can't risk not giving her whatever she needs. I need to keep her from dying. No matter what she needs. And right now, I know what she needs. I can see it in her face. And if that keeps her from harm, then I'm going to fucking do it.”

I know that I should care during this. But I'm still not in control. I feel the impact of his words, but they bounce off me. All I care about is what I need. And as my teeth work at Mark's throat, I hear the sob from Glen as I confirm everything he has just said.

Mark whimpers, the vibrations tingling on my lips. I purr in delight and arch my back up to him. He grunts, grabbing onto my hands and forcing them up behind my head. His face is inches away from mine as he stares me down, lust dark in his eyes. My heart races with anticipation, feeling his heavy breaths hot on my face. I whine, begging him to give me what I need.

He turns his head to look at Glen one last time.

“I'm sorry,” he breathes, before he turns back to me and rams forward.

I cry out with pleasure, overwhelmed with the bliss that takes me over. He's at my neck as my head lolls back, growling with passion as he picks up the pace. He lets go of my wrists, propping himself up as his other hand holds my thigh. My arms lock around him, clawing at his back as every movement pushes me closer and closer to euphoria. This is exactly what I need.

My eyes open to look at Mark, but they fall on Glen. He isn't looking at me. He's sat on the floor against the furthest wall from us, head in his hands. His body is shaking with the sobs that escape him. Each shift closer to my peak not only builds up my pleasure, but brings me closer to reality. The guilt starts to seep in as I see the man I love broken in front of me.

This is wrong. So very wrong. But I can't stop. I don't have the strength to stop.

He must sense me looking, because he meets my gaze. His eyes, windows to his shattered soul, makes my stomach flip. What have I done?

And as this thought tears through my head, I hit my peak and scream out in bittersweet pleasure. I arch into Mark's body, a slave to the satisfaction, digging my nails into his flesh. He grunts into my throat as it tips him over the edge, sending waves of gratification through him. He holds me to him almost protectively as we come down from our highs.

That was so great. But so wrong.

I shove Mark off of me as I come to my senses. He's crying, clearly disgusted in what we've just done. But he can't feel as disgusted as I do right now.

I feel dirty. Unclean. Stained.

I push myself off the sofa and run to the bathroom, slamming it shut behind me. I shed myself of the contaminated clothes and turn on the shower, pumping the heat as high as it will go. I need to get rid of my sin. I need to get rid of my sin. I need to get rid of my sin.

I don't even feel the scalding of the water as it hits me. I grab the soap and sponge and scrub as hard I can. Over and over, I scour my flesh, desperate to rid myself of the crime I just committed. But no matter how hard I try, I just can't get it off. I'm branded for the world to see.

I don't even hear him come in. His arms are around me, catching me offguard and I push him away.

“Don't touch me!” I screech, trying my hardest not to cry. I smack his hands away as he tries to hold me, hitting his chest over and over. “I need to get clean!”

“It's okay,” I hear him soothe over the roar of the shower. “It's going to be okay.”

“I can't get it off! I need to get it off! Don't touch me! You'll make it worse!”

“Calm down. Just calm down.”

“No! You don't understand! I can't...I need...”

And I break down, letting him pull me into his arms. My knees give way and I fall into him, letting him lower us both down as the body-wracking sobs take me over. He's so kind, and all I ever do is hurt him. I vowed never to hurt him again, and look what I've gone and done. I've hurt him in the worst possibly way.

“I'm so sorry,” I choke into his neck. “Oh God, Glen. I'm so sorry.”

I feel his body shaking with his own tears, and that just makes me feel even worse. But he doesn't loosen his grip. His hands hold me, running over my tainted skin. I feel sick to my stomach. I love him. Why would I do this?

“We'll get through this,” I hear him say. To me, or to himself. I'm not sure which. But it doesn't really matter. “We will find a way through this.”

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A/N - Shorter chapter today guys. Kinda tired too, so not too much here either. But hello! And let me know, as normal! I kinda need people to give me motivation from now onwards...let me know I haven't gone too far...vote, comment, do your thing. Much love x