Devils Roses 01 - Cursed

the hall. We can talk in there.” He obeyed, still not speaking, and carried me down the hall.
    He sat me on the bed and knelt on the floor in front of me. He held me tightly to him. “Aimee, I don't understand why you left? Why did you trust Blake, and not me with your problem?”
    “ I don’t want to hurt you.”
    I cuddled into him, trying desperately to pull him on to the bed with me.
    He stood and closed the door. He walked toward me and picked me up again. He laid me down on the bed, back where the pillows were. His mouth crushed mine with a kiss, so forceful I could barely keep up with him. His hands went up my fleece, tearing the shirt right from my body. I shivered, mostly from anticipation. He sat up for a second and looked down on me. I tried to cover myself. He smiled the most dangerous smile I had ever seen cross his lips. He ripped his shirt off revealing his soft, firm muscled body. I ran my hands along his ribs and chest when he lay back down. His skin felt just as I imagined it would, warm and strong. His mouth caressed mine. His hands roamed my arms down to my stomach. He rolled on his back and pulled me on top of him. I loved the feeling of his soft skin against mine, with his huge hands roaming my back, pulling me into him. I felt his need and answered with my own. I gulped when he undid my pants. My stomach freaked out, I knew it was what I wanted, but I was terrified.
    The hunger to be with him seemed to be outweighing the hunger I couldn’t quite describe. Something about all his naked skin against mine, was filling the void.
    "Aimee," he whispered kissing my throat.
    "I'm glad you came."
    "I love you, Aimee."
    "I love you too."
    His mouth roamed my neck, sending shivers up my spine. His hands slowly made their way up my stomach to my breasts. He cupped them both, massaging. He lifted his face to my nipples, I moaned loudly in pleasure, not thinking about who else was in the house.
    I dragged my hands down his torso. His body was hard but soft at the same time. He rolled me over and climbed between my thighs. Anxiety and excitement built inside of me. His deep-blue eyes seared mine.
    I could feel his erection pressed against me, when his lips caressed mine again. We both pulled off our remaining clothes in a heated frenzy.
    He rested against me again, almost hesitating. His eyes met mine once more, as if checking with me. I nodded. I could feel my heartbeat exploding in my chest. He bent kissing my lips and slid against me, sending chills every which way. I took a deep breath when he entered me, filling me with warmth.
    He moved slowly; I knew he was making sure I wasn’t hurting. The initial pain was gone, and in its stead, I felt something building low in my stomach. He moved slowly, methodically. The feeling of his hardness inside of me was intense. I felt my fingers clutching him. Pulling at his skin. My breath was crashing upon his shoulders. When his breath matched mine he began moving faster. I couldn’t focus on anything. I felt my body wrap around him, enjoying the feel of his thick body. I was holding him to me everywhere.
    I felt myself get lost in everything, pleasure filled every inch of my body.

Chapter Fourteen
    That was amazing and then it wasn’t.

    The perma-grin that plastered my face was ridiculous, I looked like The Joker. I felt my red-hot cheeks flashing, “Hey, I just lost my V-Card."
    I glanced over at him and frowned. "Shane?"
    He was still unconscious. I'd heard men always fell asleep right after, but this was ridiculous. He literally came and fell asleep. I poked him. He moaned and rolled over to look at me. He smiled sleepily.
    "Are you okay?"
    He shook his head and moaned. "No. Aimes, you almost killed me." His grin was delicious. He closed his eyes and I jumped out of the bed and ran for the shower. I hoped the hot water in the shower would bring me back down to earth. I was happy but I felt weird. It wasn’t that I hadn’t wanted it. It was that I was scared I was still changing into something not good, and this was just distracting me from my predicament.
    I soaped up as the shower door opened. I covered myself when he walked in, taking all of the room and hot water with him. I sighed looking at him, obviously only from the belly button up. I may have had sex with him, but I was still the innocent, naïve girl I had been only hours before. I looked up at his face, blushing harder and smiling even goofier.
    He frowned at me as he kissed me. “I'm so