Chapter Eight

Burke

I’ve never come so hard in my entire fucking life. I feel like a little bit of my soul has left my body. My breathing takes forever to return to normal, as does Sage’s. Withdrawing from her heat, I help her stand and watch some of my cum drip out of her cunt.

I should be sated but my erection is still at half mast, waiting for her. Sitting up against the tree trunk, I grab her hips, pulling her to me before adjusting her the way I want. She is straddling my lap, my cock buried inside her once more, staring at me. She seems to be looking for something.

I gently push some of her hair off her forehead and give her a small smile. The darkness has left. I feel like myself again for the first time in hours and now I need to do some damage control.

“How are you feeling, sweetness?”

The question is cautious. She may have been riding me like a damn pony minutes ago but that doesn’t mean she accepts what has happened.

“You can’t be serious!” She hisses at me with a glare. “I’ve been violated, manhandled, and fucked on the forest floor! I’m pissed off!”

She struggles against my grasp, but I hold her tightly until she calms down and stills. Every movement she makes hardening my cock to iron once more.

“Take a moment and think. What are you really pissed off about, Sage?” I say softly. “Is it because of what happened or because you enjoyed it?”

She is silent for so long that I think she isn’t going to answer. Her gaze collides with mine and I see the conflict written across her features.

“You had no right to do this,” she whispers, dodging my question.

“If for one moment I really thought you didn’t want this, I would have stopped,” I say honestly. “You loved every second, sweetness. Now you just need to admit it to yourself.”

She shakes her head. “It’s not right.”

“It’s just you and me here. We get to decide what is right for us.”

“Burke,” she sighs my name. “What happened here isn’t normal.”

I don’t know if I have the words to give her the reassurance she needs, but I am going to try.

“I’ve never done something like this before,” I confess. “But I loved it. Chasing you, catching you, fucking you. It was more than I ever dreamed it would be.”

“What do you mean, you’ve never done this?”

“Sweetness,” I growl. “I haven’t had sex in two years, and I haven’t wanted to fuck anyone but you in the past six months.”

“Burke…” she starts but I cut her off.

“I understand if you can’t accept what happened, but I want you to know there is nothing wrong with what we did. Both of us enjoyed it and you know I’m right.” I make sure I have her full attention before I continue. “I want you. I want to explore what we can be, and I hope your idea of right and wrong isn’t going to stop us. Because I am not going to let you go easily.”

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Sage

My head hurts along with the rest of my body. Everything Burke is saying makes sense, but I won’t say that out loud. I don’t want to be this way. I want to be normal and find a man I can love and build a family with. Not run around the damn woods.

But I can admit to myself in the recesses of my mind that I did enjoy myself.

Burke grabs his phone and switches off the flashlight, and a moment later, I hear the two of us speaking, me screaming, and then my loud moans.

“You recorded us!” I yell, pushing against his chest.

I don’t know why this bothers me so much after everything else he did, but it does. It just makes the entire violation of the night that much worse.

“Look,” he says, turning the screen in my direction. “Look at your face, Sage.”

I glare at the screen as the video continues to play. It’s me, moments ago. I’ve never seen myself like that. I look sexy, confident, and carefree. My breasts are bouncing with my movements and I’m smiling. Fucking. Smiling.

I watch his face as well. I see the changes in him, the shadows swirling beneath his skin, another face trying to fight its way to the forefront. What in the actual fuck is that?

Burke watches me closely. “Sage, don’t push me away. You and me, we’re two of a kind.” His tone is laced with sincerity. “This may not be how either of us intended to start a relationship but it’s done now.”

“A relationship?” I ask, shocked. “You want to date me after what just happened out here?”

He laughs freely. “I don’t think you understand. I don’t want to date you, Sage. I want to marry you, breed you, and keep you for the rest of my fucking life.”

“You’re crazy.” Maybe that is what I was seeing.

I push against him once more and this time he lets me go. His words are exactly what I want to hear but this is all wrong. This entire situation is fucked up and I don’t know which way is up right now.

“No, I just know what I want,” he says with confidence, standing as well.

“And what about what I want? Doesn’t that matter to you at all?”

I wrap the sides of my ruined dress around my body, trying to cover myself. His eyes darken and he frowns.

“You want kids, a family,” he uses my words from earlier tonight against me. “I’m offering you all of that.”

I glare at him. “You’re insane!” I throw my hands in the air.

“No. I’m in love.”

“You don’t even know me!” I yell. “How dare you say you love me?”

“I know what I feel. What I have been feeling for months.”

I glare at him where he remains seated against the tree trunk, his cock sticking out into the air while the damn video plays on a loop in the background. Screams and moans punctuate the quiet night air.

“Why tonight?” I ask, trying to cover my nudity with the tattered remains of my dress.

“You wouldn’t believe me,” he replies with a frown. “I’m not even sure I believe it.”