Keep Me (Broken Heroes 3)

“Come inside me, Xander, come inside me… please…” she pleads, her words coated in pleasure. I gaze down at her, knowing it’s not my son who is my biggest weakness. No, it’s her, the tiny mouse with strawberry-blonde hair and big blue eyes.

She is a fucking weakness.

Falling forward, I lift her hips and press deeply into her channel, falling over the edge. Every inch of my body tenses. As pleasure fills my veins, a euphoria washes over me, and for a second, I can’t breathe… or think. It’s pure bliss.

I fill the condom with so much cum I worry it may spill out of the condom and inside her, but I can’t be bothered with the thought. Not right then. Wrapping both hands under Mouse, I hold her tightly to my chest, and her heart beats to the same rhythm mine does. We’re both panting, sweaty messes, and as my cock softens, the only thing I can think about is doing it all over again.

Because when I’m inside of Mouse, she owns me, completely. She owns the darkness; she owns the light. She fucking owns me, and it’s terrifying… Looking down at her, I wonder if she realizes how much power she has over me. She’s everything I can never have and still the only one I want right now.

“Are you hurt?” I murmur into her hair, slowly pulling out of her. She winces at the motion, and I’ve already gotten my answer.

“I’m not hurt… it just… it burns a little.”

I shake my head, pulling her into my arms. A smile lingers on my lips as I take her tiny body against my chest and carry her into the bathroom.

A panicked look crosses her features and when I place her on the floor in the bathroom, her eyes drop down to my groin. I follow her gaze and realize why she’s so panicked looking.

“I’m bleeding,” she announces with embarrassment. She has no idea how much her innocence to all of this turns me on.

“No, Mouse, you’re not. I didn’t fuck you hard enough to make you bleed. It’s just a little blood because I took your cherry…”

She wrinkles her nose at me as if she doesn’t understand what I’ve said.

Oh, Mouse, what will I do with you?

I turn the shower on, making certain it’s hot before I guide her into the spray of water.

“What’s a cherry?” she questions, peering up at me, looking smaller than before. Everything about her brings out my protective instincts. I don’t want to fucking hurt her… No, I want to protect her. I want to shield her from the storm, from the darkness that this world spreads. Lifting her by the chin, forcing her eyes to remain on mine, I answer her question.

“Your virginity. You bleed the first time you have sex.”

Realization dawns on her, and she looks at me with shame in her eyes. “I’m sorry. I should’ve known that.”

“It’s okay, your nativity and misunderstanding of things only makes me want you more.” My confession shocks even me, but I couldn’t stop the words from coming out even if I wanted to.

“You want me?” she questions with amazement, as if she’s shocked that I would still want her after taking her virginity. I suppose she assumed I’d toss her over my shoulder like garbage, but I can’t.

I need her, so the darkness doesn’t swallow me whole.

“Yes, again and again…” I lean down, feeling the heat of her breath on my lips, and I can’t stop myself from kissing her. I can’t… my lips press against hers and I swallow the gasp of surprise. She’s inexperienced in kissing, her movements slow and unsure, but she’s mine, and I’ll teach her all she needs to know.

When I pull away, her pink lips are swollen, and I can tell she wants to say something…

“I… I think I’m…” I can feel the organ in my chest beat furiously, and I don’t want to hear what she has to say… No. I won’t let her ruin this moment between us.

“Get under the water, Mouse. We have places we need to go today, and I don’t have the time to play with you all morning, so unless you want to get fucked again, shut up.” The coldness of my words does exactly as I expected it to. She retreats inside herself, her eyes watering with unshed tears. Tears that I put there.

I’m doing it for you, Mouse, all for you.

Chapter 11

Ella

Sex didn’t make me feel any different. It just left a dull ache between my thighs and the evidence of my virginity being taken on the bed sheets. It was enjoyable though, and I was shocked at how gentle Xander was with me, though the slight sliver of roughness he gave me a taste of was something I wanted to explore, I wasn’t ready to tell him that.