Like dragonflies, p.16
Like Dragonflies, page 16
“This is so fucked up, Sage,” he says with a sigh. “You’re my sister but I can’t turn off the way I feel about you. I don’t want to either.” He dots more kisses along the inside of my arm, nibbling along the way, and leaving behind light bruises as he goes.
I press my thighs together and swallow down a thick knot in my throat.
“I don’t want to turn off the way I feel about you either.” We stare at each other and all the air is sucked out of the room. My heart is thumping so hard it’s all I can hear. I know if I don’t kiss him in the next second, I’m going to explode from the pressure building inside of me.
We collide and at first, it’s not pretty. My teeth bump his and we’re uncoordinated but when Mars pushes me back on the bed, our movements synchronize.
I want to tear his shirt off, but I remember how frantic we both were earlier and decide we should move slowly. A moan escapes me as he moves his lips to my neck. It seems to fuel him because he nips at my tender skin, and I whine at the quick burst of pain.
Mars pulls back and looks at me. “Too much?” he asks. I shake my head then tug at his shirt until it’s off and on the floor beside the bed.
“Never too much,” I pant. He pushes his jeans down his legs and I tug off the only piece of clothing I’m wearing and toss it aside. He hovers over me and takes a moment to stare at me before kissing a trail down my stomach. His long fingers move over my hips until he’s spreading my legs.
I gasp when I feel his lips brush against my pussy.
“I know you’re just as sweet here as you are everywhere else.” His thumb rolls across my clit while his long finger penetrates me. My eyes snap shut. “So wet for me. I can’t wait to taste every fucking drop,” he groans, before his tongue connects with my sensitive bundle of nerves.
My back arches and noises I’ve never made before slip from my lips. I grip Mars’s dark hair in my hand and arch my back involuntarily.
He’s driving me insane with the torturous way he sucks and licks my clit, while his fingers slide in and out of me. I never knew I could get so wet. I feel it trickle out of me and in the next moment, I feel Mars’s tongue lapping it up.
“Mars!” I shout his name with my head tipped back. I shout it like a prayer to the angels in heaven to please pause time and let this moment linger.
The low growl that comes from him has my insides trembling. Everything is trembling and I can’t keep my composure. I writhe wildly on the bed, while Mars drinks from me like the fountain of immortality is between my thighs.
When I think I can’t take it anymore, he comes up for air. The look in his blue eyes is wild and hungry, and I find myself pulling him to my lips for a kiss. I need to taste the way he makes me feel. I need to taste the fire between us.
It’s fresh and sweet and I need more of it.
I need more of everything.
I need more of him.
While his lips are still slick with my arousal, he kisses my neck then my shoulders and my hips buck in response. His cock is so hard I can’t help but roll my hips and grind against it. Mars lets out a grumble and reaches between us to aim his erection at my opening.
When he eases the crown of his thick cock inside of me, I whine. I’m still so tender that the way he’s stretching me hurts. In the next moment, he slips completely inside and every prickle of pain is soothed away by his deep strokes.
I look down between our bodies and see him sliding in and out of me.
We’re connected in a way nobody understands but us.
We’re connected on so many levels.
It would kill me to separate from him.
I tighten my legs around his waist and he sinks deeper inside of me. I can’t help digging my nails into his back but he doesn’t seem to mind.
“I don’t care what anyone else says or thinks. You’re mine, Sage.” He thrusts and I cry out from the intense pleasure.
The feeling of Mars inside of me is ruining my sanity.
I don’t care.
As long as Mars is the one ruining me, I’ll gladly become dust in the atmosphere.
“Yours,” I moan.
I feel pressure mounting in my core, winding around me until I think I’ll drown in this feeling. It suffocates me and holds me hostage until everything inside of me throbs. An orgasm takes over me in thick waves pulsing through my body.
“Fuck!” I shout with my eyes shut tight. Galaxies swim beneath my eyelids and I fight to catch my breath. I feel his cock stiffen inside of me, then I’m flooded with his seed and I don’t even care.
Logic is nothing but a memory at this point.
“Open those green eyes,” he tells me. I’m afraid if I open my eyes, I’ll fall right off of the Earth, but then I remember that Earth isn’t nearly as beautiful as Mars so falling wouldn’t be so bad at all. I open my eyes and look at him. “So fucking beautiful,” he mutters before kissing me.
Mars stays inside of me until he softens and when he pulls out, I miss him. I slide over close to him and he puts an arm around my shoulders while I lay my head on his chest.
“We’re fucked in the head,” I tell him, as my fingers skate along his warm skin.
“So fucked. Is it wrong I don’t care?”
“No,” I say softly.
“I don’t care anymore either. We’re not like everyone else. We keep saying that, but I think it’s time we actually believed it. It’s so draining caring about what everyone thinks.”
“Then let’s stop caring. Sage, you’re the only ray of sunshine in my world and I’d die before I give that up.”
I feel his words in my gut and they bring tears to my eyes. I lace my fingers between his and squeeze his hand.
“Then we’ll find a way to be together because I can’t lose you. You make me feel like I’m not alone in the world anymore. You helped me paint colors on my stone wall, so I’m not afraid when everything is closing in on me. You helped me see the beauty in myself. I don’t care who has a problem with that.”
Mars presses a soft kiss to my forehead and holds me closer. I don’t know how we’re going to make it work, but there is no other option. Mars matches my soul and I’d move heaven and hell to keep what we have.
Mars
Her soft breathing is a salve to my normally bleeding heart. Having her in my arms while she sleeps is real and true happiness. I’ve never felt so fulfilled. My entire life, I’ve been seeking some sort of joy. It’s always been available to watch on other people’s faces. Never my own. Joy has been elusive as fuck. Now misery? I know misery like the back of my fucking hand.
But misery died the moment Sage and I crossed the line. A line two related people shouldn’t ever cross. It sucks because we don’t even feel like siblings. We didn’t grow up together or even know about each other. The way we found one another feels like something cosmic and destined. Nothing about it feels wrong.
Everyone else will see it that way, though.
Wrong.
That we’re twisted and gross.
We’ll be the butt of every joke.
It makes me want to keep her my secret, holed away in Aunt Darcy’s house. But that’s not reality. Eventually, we’re going to have to crawl out of this bed and come back to the real world.
The real world sucks.
Our world is better.
She shifts in her sleep and her ass rubs against my naked cock. It hardens in response. I’ve made love to her twice now, and both times, I was no better than my dad. Our dad. Just came inside of her like it was my God-given right to.
But it felt so good to claim her.
She’s mine.
Like when I sucked on her neck and left a purple trail of bruises. It meant she was mine for everyone to see. Coming inside of her is dangerous. Not because I’m going to give her some fucking STD or anything. I haven’t been with anyone since before I went to jail, and they tested me for all kinds of shit while I was in there.
It’s dangerous because I could get my sister pregnant.
I try to think if I have any condoms here at Aunt Darcy’s. It’s not too late. I could put a rubber on my fucking dick and be an adult. I should do that. Throw on some clothes and run up to the gas station for a box if I don’t have any.
Her ass wiggles against me again, making me groan. The soft, rhythmic sound of her breathing lets me know she’s awake. I can’t see her, but my other senses have come alive, eager to play with our sweet Sage.
She smells like ramen and forbidden love.
She feels like something I’m not allowed to touch, but I touch anyway.
She tastes like sin and freedom wrapped in a wicked package.
She sounds like a song only we know the words to.
If I could see her, I know she’d look like beauty stolen from all the ends of the galaxy and gifted to me in a manageable gift that’s only meant for me.
My palm slides up her bare stomach and I caress her breast. I bury my nose in her hair, seeking out her ear. Her breath catches when I nip at her earlobe.
“I love you,” I whisper.
People say those words are reserved for someone you’ve known forever or have history with or experiences that lead up to it.
Not for us.
Love for us was instantaneous.
A supernova explosion the moment our eyes collided. The second our souls found each other, it’s like we locked into place. She is this and I am that. Together, we are everything in between.
“I love you too.” Her words are fierce, intense, and unwavering. I knew they would be. With Sage, there are no doubts or confusion.
Despite the deck of cards that was so haphazardly thrown at us, we still found a way to pick them up and have our own hand in our destiny. We changed the rules of the game. The game is ours now.
I suck on her earlobe as my hand travels back down to her pussy. She lets out a mewl when I massage her clit. I’d taken her so roughly and abruptly in my truck. It was unexpected. No time to second-guess our actions. Earlier, I’d taken her slower and made sure to savor her. Now, I’ll do the same.
Each second with her is an eternity.
Together we’ll live a thousand lives pressed against each other.
She moans as I expertly rub her clit. Her body sings and responds to my touch. It didn’t take long to learn exactly what she likes. With each second, she draws closer to orgasm. My dick is nestled in the crack of her ass, and I can’t help but grind against her each time she pushes back on me. The moment she detonates with pleasure, my name a worshipful plea on her lips, I can’t wait another second to have her. Grabbing my cock, I tease the tip along her wet slit before easing into her tight body.
A whimper escapes her. I know she’s sore. This is all new to her, but neither of us is in any type of mental shape to stop it. When our bodies unite, it’s like we fly higher and higher toward something together. Somewhere no one will ever be able to touch us.
“I’m keeping you forever,” I murmur against the shell of her ear, as I slowly thrust into her from behind. Her pussy is slippery from her recent orgasm, but so fucking tight. So much for condoms. So much for sanity. All that matters is us.
Stars glitter in the dark, as I grow closer to my own climax. It’s like we’re floating in nothingness together. Joined together like this blows my mind and fucks my heart. It’s the best thing I’ve ever experienced. The best thing I’ll ever experience.
A groan rasps from my throat as my nuts seize up. Pleasure overwhelms me to the point of dizziness. Cum leaves my body and surges deep inside hers. Her pussy clenches around me, still spasming from her recent orgasm. I love the way she seems to milk me dry. Her body needing from me just as much as I need from her.
My dick softens from within her, but I don’t slide out. I love being inside her.
“I should have used a condom,” I whisper.
For some reason, my dad’s horrible face invades my happy world. Disgust is written all over his face. I ruined his life and I’m probably ruining hers.
“I like to feel you,” she says back, her fingers finding mine and threading them together.
“I just…we could…” I swallow down the shame burning up inside me. “I could ruin your life if you get pregnant.”
She tenses and I retreat further from her toward the never-ending screaming of self-hatred that is a constant cacophony inside my mind.
“You’re the best thing in my life, Mars,” she breathes, yanking me back to our world. “Consequences with you are rewards. What most people consider a bad result from a careless action—like your dad with your mom and mine—we consider it differently. What comes from our love is something we deserve. What comes from our love is happiness.” She twists her head, seeking me out. I lift up slightly so I can find her lips. We kiss softly and then she pulls away to say, “I’m happy with you. I finally feel grounded in a world that always seemed to be shaking under my feet. You’re my balance and my calm.”
I nuzzle her hair and inhale her. “I’ll take care of you. We’ll make our own world, away from everyone else. I don’t know how or what, but I will make it happen for you.”
“We’ll make it happen together,” she murmurs. “We’re in this together.”
I hold her tight and don’t let go, just in case I wake up in the morning and it was all a really cruel dream.
Sage stares at her phone, making a face. She’s already showered this morning and is dressed in her comfy clothes. “Mom is freaking out.”
“Yeah?”
“I need to go home and let her see I’m fine, so she’ll get off my back.”
I sit on the floor and pull on my combat boots. As I lace them up, I brood. I wonder if her mother will try to keep her from me. If she knows, it’ll be another repeat of the past couple of weeks. I can’t be kept away from Sage. My heart would fucking rip from my chest and go with her.
“Hey,” she says, squatting down beside me. Her fingers brush my hair, still damp from our shower this morning, away from my face. I get lost in her green-eyed gaze. “She isn’t going to find out about us. I told her I was with a friend. We’re still going to see each other.”
Unease churns in my stomach. “I just want us to have our happiness. It feels like the universe is plotting against us, and at the very end, the rug will get pulled right out from under us.”
She takes my face in her hands and kisses my forehead. “Then we’ll fly far away. Like dragonflies. Our story doesn’t end in shadows, Mars. Our story doesn’t end at all.”
I grab her hips and pull her into my lap so she’s straddling me. My fingers thread into her messy hair and I pull her to me for a deep kiss. I feel like this kiss seals our promises to each other. That we’re not going to fade away or be ripped apart.
This is the beginning.
It won’t be pretty and it won’t be easy, and we’re going to have to fucking fight for it.
Fire races through my veins as determination chases away doubt. Love infects every part of my being, tethering me to Sage in a way that feels unbreakable. She pulls away and stands up. I rise with her and take her hands in mine.
“I love you,” I remind her. The burning desire to tell her a thousand times nearly maddens me.
Her smile is radiant. “I love you too.”
“We’ll figure out a way to be together,” I vow. “After I drop you off, I’ll take more shifts at Jimmy’s. I’ll get my own place and you can come stay with me. No one will be able to stop us when we’re on our own.”
She throws her arms around my neck and kisses my cheek. “I miss you already.”
I squeeze her tight. “I know. It fucking sucks I have to drop you off.”
“Everything’s going to be okay, Mars. I swear it.”
We kiss a little while longer and then, all too soon, we’re driving back to Ashton Hills. She stays glued to my side the entire ride. My heart aches in my fucking chest, but I need to let her go smooth things out with her mother. She’ll have to lie her little face off.
“Drop me off at the school. I’ll walk home from there so she doesn’t see your truck,” she instructs, pointing at the college.
I pull into the parking lot where the library is and shut off the truck. She hugs my middle and sniffles. My chest physically hurts at the thought of her getting out of the vehicle and walking away. I run my fingers through her hair and toy with the strands before kissing the top of her head. A million thoughts run through my head like a stampede of buffalo. It’s chaotic but powerful. Despite the thundering, there is a plan. There is a goal. One we’re going to seek out together.
It kills me to have to leave her here.
It’s the best way, though.
We don’t want her mother sniffing us out and shutting us down before we’ve had a chance at our happiness.
Right now, we’re that stampede of buffalo. Running and running and running toward the edge. There is no turning back. There is no changing course. We’re doing this. Together. At a breakneck speed. It’s insanity and it’s so fucking beautiful.
And when we finally reach that edge…
We’re not going to fall and hit rock bottom.
No, we’re going to fly.
We’re so going to fucking fly.
Like dragonflies.
Because we are like dragonflies, and that’s what they do.
They fly, goddammit.
Sage
When I climb out of The Beast, I give Mars a sad wave and blink away the tears stinging my eyes. I hate leaving him. My chest aches and my head is pounding.
I start walking toward home.
Home is a fucking joke though.
Mom makes it feel like a prison. Like I’m a fair maiden trapped in a stone tower. Dad is my only refuge in that place and since I haven’t been able to talk to him about Mars, being home is like being in hell.
Mars is my home.
At least when I’m with him I can breathe. I can laugh and smile. I can be myself without worrying about the fact I don’t wake up looking flawless, or I’m awkward in social settings. Mars takes me the way I am. He loves me the way I am.
