Page 129 of The Chaos She Brings

“I can’t…” I whimper as another climax crests.

“You can. Give me one more, Tess,” Kai groans, struggling to maintain control, to not fall over the edge with me.

He reaches down, finding the bud of my asshole and pushes one finger in, just the tip. It’s enough.

I short-circuit; my brain turns to mush as my orgasm has me screaming into Kai’s shoulder.

His movements stutter as he comes, groaning my name as he does.

We lay together, me on top of him, his arms around me while we come back down to earth. There’s nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing breaking through the silence.

Kai’s arms stay wrapped around me as we just exist together. His fingers trace lazy patterns on my back.

“I love you,” Kai says, squeezing me tightly.

“I love you too,” I whisper, inhaling deeply.

He’s still inside me, but I’m too comfortable to move.

“Thank you,” I tell him, kissing the sweaty skin of his collarbone.

He doesn’t say anything. Just holds me tighter, keeping me from falling.

Listening to the rhythmic sound of Kai’s heart, feeling his skin against mine, I feel safe and secure for the first time since I left. Maybe for the first time in months.

Eventually, Kai breaks the silence.

“I'm scared.”

I pull back to look down at him.

“Scared?” I ask, my palms resting on his chest, I let my thumbs trace abstract patterns over his tattoo.

“Of you leaving me.”

My heart squeezes painfully in my chest.

"I’m not going anywhere."

Kai exhales, but it’s not relief—it’s something else. “You say that now…” His voice is rough. “But you did leave.”

My throat constricts. “I didn’t think I had a choice.”

His fingers ghost over my ribs, barely touching. “There’s always a choice.”

It doesn’t feel right having this conversation with his softening cock still inside me, so I slide off his hips, settling next to him on the bed.

I prop my head up on my hand, using the other hand to keep myself grounded by pressing it to Kai’s chest.

“I was doing it to keep you safe,” I defend. I might have messed up, but my intentions were good. “I couldn’t live with myself if another person got hurt because of me. I hated to watch—“My words choke off in a sob as the memory of Nico’s death overwhelms me.

Kai drags me into him, so my head is resting in the crook of his neck. I breathe deeply, inhaling his clean scent, letting it soothe me.

He strokes a hand down my back until my sobs eventually subside.

“We’ve not spoken about it—Nico’s death. Do you want to talk about it?”

I take a shuddered breath in. “He was protecting me. He told me to run, and I did. But I turned back and saw the bullets go through his chest. I watched the light fading from his eyes. His last words were to tell me to go.”