A Life Less Broken (19 page)

“Dominic,” I
say, trying to break his concentration on whatever sport he’s watching.

“Yeah,” he
answers as he turns his head to me although his eyes don’t leave the TV.

“Have you
moved in with me? You don’t seem to go to your house to sleep anymore, and
you’re always here. Not that I mind, but I think I’d like for it to be
official. You know the whole, ‘Allyn I’d like to move in with you,’ thing.”

He carefully
lifts the remote and turns the TV off. He doesn’t just mute the volume; he
turns it off completely.

“So you want
me to ask you if I can move in?” A small smile tugs at the corners of his lips
as he tries to stay straight-faced.

Cheeky man,
he’s teasing me now.

“Well, the polite
thing to do is wait to be asked.” I can play along with him. I sit back on the
sofa and look around my bright purple room, admiring it like I have been for
the last five days. I can see out of the corner of my eye that Dominic shifts
his weight and leans toward me, waiting for me to ask.

“Are you
going to ask?” he says with a touch of worry in his voice.

“Ask what?”
I reply, acting like I have no idea what he wants.

“Really?” He
tilts his head to the side and his eyebrows fly up with a look of surprise. But
it’s all in fun.

“I have no
idea what you’re asking.”

“Then I
suppose it’s best if I tell you what’s going to happen.”

“Tell me?”
Huh, now he’s
telling
me. “Pray tell your little secret then, oh mighty
alpha.”

His face beams
with a smile and I can tell he liked that nickname. “Alpha…hmmm, I think you
can call me that more often, Allyn.” He chuckles, and I laugh too. “But in all
seriousness, I belong anywhere you are. Wherever you choose to go, I won’t
follow you; I’ll lead you by the best path.”

“Wow,” I
whisper and lower my gaze to the floor. He’s undone me.

“Yes, Allyn,
I’ve moved in,” he chuckles softly. “And now it can be official, because I love
you, and want to be with you.” He moves closer to me and reaches out to take my
hand. “Don’t look down. I want to see your hypnotic gray eyes, because they are
in all of my most amazing memories.”

Warmth
spreads through my body, and I look up. A delicious thrill pulsates deep inside
my belly and a spray of goose bumps spreads from the back of my neck all the
way down my legs.

“I love
you,” I sigh as I move in to kiss Dominic.

Our mouths
connect but this time’s different.

Or maybe,
I’m
different.

It’s time to
bury those monsters deep in the ground and cover them in concrete, securing
them where they belong, by Satan’s side in hell.

I break the
kiss and pull back from Dominic.

“Sorry, I
got carried away,” he apologizes as he sits back to give me room.

But distance
isn’t what I’m craving.

I take a
deep breath, and gather every ounce of courage that I have. I stand from the
sofa and extend my hand to Dominic.

“Where are
we going?” His eyebrows are knit together in worry and his lips are in a tight,
thin line.

“I’m taking
you to bed.” I inject some confidence into those words, although truly, I’m
petrified. But the one thing I know for sure is that Dominic will never hurt
me.

“You don’t
have to, Allyn. I can wait.” He answers my unspoken fears.

“I’m ready to
try.”

He takes my
hand and stands. His solid body towers over me, and I know how fortunate I am
to have him in my life.

“Only if
you’re sure.” He dips down and presses his mouth over mine.

He softly sweeps
my lower lip with his tongue and gently strokes my jaw. It eases my nerves to
accept his kiss.

“I’m sure,”
I whisper against his lips. “I want you, Dominic.”

He releases
me and silently turns around to lead me upstairs to our bedroom.

“This is
going to be very slow. We’re going to take our time. There’s no wrong in our
room, just you and me connecting our minds and bodies.”

“I know, and
I really want to try. I’m ready.”

Dominic
swoops down and kisses me as he captures my mouth with his.

“I love you,
Dominic.” It takes every ounce of self-confidence that I have to push him to
our bed.

“Allyn,” he
mumbles as he stops kissing me. “I can wait if you have even the slightest
doubt.” He cradles my head in his hand as he kisses the tip of my nose.

“There’s no
doubt.” I nervously look up into his lust-filled eyes.

“You have to
tell me to stop if it gets to be too much.”

“I will.”

“I can wear
a condom, whatever it is you need.”

“We’ve
already talked about this, Dominic. Please don’t overthink it, or I may lose my
courage.”

He steps
back a little but his eyes never leave mine. “Allyn, if you’re not ready then I
don’t want to do this.”

I close the
distance he was trying to put between us and lay both my hands on his chest.
“Please let me feel, let me feel the brilliant colors with you.”

With a smile
Dominic takes my hand and leads me to the center of our now serene, light green
room.

“Don’t look
anywhere but my eyes. Okay?” he says as he kneels before me.

“Alright,” I
whisper, trembling with my own arousal and lustful need.

With flaming
eyes and tender lips, Dominic leans forward and presses a kiss through my
clothes onto my belly, just a little higher than my belly button. His hands
grip my bottom and he pulls me to him.

He slowly moves
his hands to the front of my jeans and with one small flick, he pops the top
button. He leans down and brushes his luscious, warm mouth against my exposed
skin.

I weave my
fingers through his hair and gently tug as I play with his thick, dark strands.

“Hmmm,” he
groans as he kisses me in the same spot again, sucking a little of my skin into
his mouth.

He pops the
second button and moves his mouth a little further down, touching the top of my
pelvic bone.

I pull on
his hair a little harder and close my eyes as the wave of desire rips through
me. A shiver of need pulses through me as my stomach flips with anticipation.

“Keep your
eyes open, Allyn. I need to watch you.” Dominic’s voice is heavy with lust.

My eyes fly
open and I look down to see Dominic watching me as he pops the third button and
kisses me over my panties, inhaling deeply.

He slides my
jeans down past my hips to my feet and I step out of them, all while his hands
don’t once leave my needy body.

When he stands,
my eyes focus on his chest, rapidly rising and falling as his hands go to my waist
to lift my t-shirt and find the bare skin beneath. I slide my hands under his shirt
and move them up his back, slowly lifting the material.

Dominic
lifts his arms and I reach up on my tip-toes to pull his shirt over his head.

I carelessly
throw the shirt to the floor, and look at the sprinkling of dark hair on his
chest. I step into his space and press a kiss over his heart.

My tongue
traces the line around his nipple as Dominic moves his hand to my nape and
closes his fingers in a fist in my hair. He’s not forcing me, but guiding me to
keep my wet tongue against his burning skin.

Warm becomes
hot and sweet becomes intoxicating.

A rumble
echoes from deep within his chest as I lovingly move to his other nipple, just
sucking with the slightest pressure, moving my tongue with a teasing touch. He
tightens his grip in my hair and keeps me where he wants me a little longer. Dominic
lifts my head with his finger under my chin and drowns me in a kiss. His tongue
massages mine, and his hands lift the edges of my t-shirt.

The intense connection
of our kiss is momentarily broken as he takes my shirt off and drops it to the
floor with his, creating a pile of abandoned clothes.

I’m standing
in my panties and bra and look down to see all my disgusting scars highlighted
against my pale skin that’s flushing with excitement.

“Keep your
eyes on mine,” he rasps.

I nod once
and look up at him.

With nervous
fingers, I touch his chest and draw my hand down his stomach to the button on
his jeans.

My touch is
not as steady as his, but I manage to undo the button and zipper to slide his
pants down his legs.

I want him.

I need him.

I need
this.

The urgency
to feel closer to Dominic is building and I’m yearning for more from him.

“I need to
feel you,” I say, my voice a breathy rasp.

His eyes are
heavy-lidded with desire, a molten cloud over his dark, impassioned gaze.

Dominic moves
to unclasp my bra and suddenly, I don’t want him seeing me the way I am. I
cover my breasts once my bra’s taken off and step back, looking away from Dominic.

“You didn’t
hide from me at the pond, and I don’t want you to hide from me now. What we’re
sharing is beautiful, just like the woman before me.”

I’m shaking
and my breathing has become quick, shaky, but for the wrong reason. He’s going
to hate what he sees. One of my breasts was almost hacked off and it’s heavily
scarred. My body is covered with carvings and marks.

“Please,” he
whispers. “Let me see all of you.”

I stand
rooted to the spot with tears welling, and my ears are filled with a heavy
drumming sound echoing from deep within.

I drop my
hands and let Dominic see my scars and my ugliness, up close for the first time.

“Perfect,”
he tenderly murmurs, just loud enough for me to hear.

With calm, determined
movements, Dominic lifts his hands to touch my breasts. With his palms on each,
he closes his hand around them and gently kneads them between his tepid fingers.

“Simply
perfect,” he repeats in a low voice.

A single
damn tear falls down my cheek.

He really
does love me. Otherwise, he would have left the moment he saw me without the
armor of my clothes.

“I love
you,” Dominic declares and cups my face with his warm hands, gazing deep into
my eyes. “May I?” he asks as his hands move down to my panties.

I nod but
don’t dare look away from him.

Dominic
smiles and hooks his thumbs in the sides of my panties and pushes them down my
legs. He then does the same thing with his boxer briefs. Looking down I’m met
with a large, excited, and definitely erect cock.

Wow.

“Come.”
Dominic extends his hand and leads me to our bed. I sit on the edge and slide over
to lie down. I hold my hand out to him.

Dominic
climbs on the bed and my legs shamelessly fall open to accommodate his frame.

“Keep your
eyes open and on me. Don’t look away and don’t close them.”

“Okay,” I
say as I keep my gaze trained on his.

“Let me
worship your body, sweetheart. Let me make love to your soul.” Dominic kisses
me with the utmost tenderness before trailing his wet lips and tongue down my
chin, nibbling and sucking on my inflamed skin.

When he
reaches my collar bone, he brushes the top of my breast then moves to my
nipple. Flicking it with his tongue and sucking before he moves to the other
side, teasing the damaged skin with his hot tongue.

My mind empties
as my body reacts to his sensual strokes. My breathing is rapid, my skin is hot
and I can feel my sex is saturated as I eagerly wait for his attention to move
lower.

“Are you
alright?” Dominic asks as he gently bites on my top lip then sucks it into his
mouth.

“I’m wonderful,”
I groan as his mouth dances with mine.

“Can you
feel me?”

His rigid cock
is at my entrance, ready to push in.

“I can feel
you.”
And I want to feel more.

“Keep
looking at me,” he whispers.

“Yes.”

“Don’t take
your eyes off mine, I need to make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m more
than okay,” I reassure him with a smile.

“I can stop
if you want me to,” he says, giving me every opportunity to step away.

“Please,
don’t stop. Make love to me.”

He returns
my smile sweetly and kisses me deeply and passionately.

He pushes
the tip of his cock inside me and stops, allowing my sex to adjust to his size.
He keeps kissing me and pushes in a little further.

I take in a
gulp of air around his mouth. It sort of pinches a little, and burns. Closing
my eyes I try to concentrate on the feelings coursing through me. The feeling isn’t
unbearable, just a little uncomfortable. But I’m soon accepting him completely and
the discomfort is disappearing, replaced by a warm, full feeling.