In the arms of evil

Undo me

WARNING:
This chapter has sexual scenes. Read with caution or skip the chapter if you're uncomfortable with sexual references.
Thank you.

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Last night was rough on Colton. He kept tossing and turning in his sleep in a cold sweat, mumbling and begging for someone to let him go. There was a lot of "please no" and "stop" that made me tear up for him. But this time, when I would slowly shake him, the mumbling stopped, and he went peacefully sleep as his arms snaked around my waist, nuzzling his nose in my neck. Holding me made him calmer. I just hopped he wanted to talk about it when he wakes up.

Looking at him, brushing his hair from his face, the scar sticks out and strikes my heart. My breath catches in my throat the longer I look at it. I cleaned it up as best I could last night, but I'm no professional.
His emerald orbs flutter awake and find mine immediately. "Morning gorgeous" he mutters, bringing a hand up to my cheek, wiping away the tear I didn't know was there.
I hold his hand to my cheek for a moment before bringing it to my lips, placing kisses on his knuckles.

When he sits up slightly, shirtless, i get a good look at his body. A cross tattooed on his ribcage and a hummingbird by his hip. But his body is littered with cuts and burns. I assume from the night he was tortured. My fingers go over each one, wondering how and why someone could possibly do this to another person. He takes my hand from his scars and plants kisses on it. "It really was a long time ago Brook. I barely remember it" I scoff at his words. "Okay...so maybe I think about it. All the time... and maybe it still scares the shit out of me." His eyes look sad. Like he feels like less of a man because he feels vulnerable. "Like last night?" I mention, talking about the nightmare might help him open up to me more. "Last night was about this" he motions to the cut on his cheek. He sighs as he begins, "I begged them. Begged them to stop. Having two guys hold you down while another beats the shit out of you...it messes with a guy, Brooklyn. How am I supposed to protect you if I can't protect myself? I couldn't live with myself if they ever hurt you. It would break me" his voice breaks slightly as he finishes his sentence. Seeing him vulnerable like this only made me love him more. I know he hasn't shown this side of himself to many, if at all any, but I was grateful he had shown me he was more than the rough exterior he showed the rest of the world.

We stay silent for a while before I tell him, "I'm going to be fine. And you, you're going to be fine too. Because you can protect me, I know that. But I'm not a damsel in distress anymore. I've got you. I promise" I kiss him softly, before getting up out of bed.

"I'm going to make breakfast" I  head to the kitchen, picking up one of his baggy black tee shirts on the way.

While I stand in his kitchen, making cinnamon waffles, Colton walks up behind me, wrapping his muscular bare arms around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder. "That smells good baby" he says between kisses down my neck. His fingers rub me thorough the tip of my thong. Feeling my slickness, he growls into my ear, growing needy for me. Before I know it, his hand finds it way to the seem of my black lace Victoria secrets.

"Colton" I moan, hands gripping the marble counter as his fingers rub against me, finding all the right spots. "Yes baby?" His voice is stern as his fingers continue to work their rhythmic magic on my sensitive parts. I couldn't help the small moans that escaped my lips. My hands came down to his wrists, gripping them as he pushed me to the edge. "Mmmmm, I love how wet my baby gets me for me" he hums into my ear. I could barely speak as my lips trembled, begging him to go faster for me. "That's it baby. Come for me. Let me feel your release drip down my fingers." That was all I needed to send me spasming around his large fingers that buried themselves deep inside me. After my release, I turned, body pressed against Coltons bare chest, only to see his eyes glued to mine as he licked his soaked fingers. "Mmmm. Such a creamy girl for me" my legs began to shake more at his words as my release dripped down my legs.