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My mind flickered with Fables, with my family, with the blood-soaked end that I’d reaped.
I was falling, losing, tumbling back into the past.
But then...just before I turned rogue and killed everything breathing around me, the girl who forgave me for things that should never be forgiven, moved.
Her head twisted to the side. Her lips kissed my fist that was planted on the floor by her cheek.
I had no idea why she’d kissed me. Why she’d dropped her guard. Why she’d done something so...nice when I was being so cruel.
Her gentleness, her sweetness, her wonderful, courageous forgiveness.
It broke me.
It shoved me over the edge into a splintering, shattering release.
I punched into her, over and over, jerking and grunting as pulses of heat shot up my cock and into her.
Again and again.
Eradicating some of the filth from me to her.
Christening her into my twisted world.
Ensuring what I said was true.
She was mine.
Not just for tonight.
Not just for tomorrow.
But for every single day of my sorry existence.