And I’m yours,” he says before he kisses me, swallowing the words I try to return.
Mine.
Just like I’m his.
For as long as he’ll keep me.
“I love you,” I say as he slides inside me, shuddering as though the feel of me was exactly what he needed.
I know the feeling.
The words mean more to me than he knows, because they’re words I thought I’d never utter in that context. Thought I’d never heal enough to feel that connection.
“I love you,” he says, opening his eyes to stare into mine, watching me as he rocks in and out.
It’s everything I need and more.
He’s everything I wish I could be.
A hero.
A hero loved by a monster