If you have to think about it that long, perhaps we’re done here
BrokenBee
I don’t have to think about it
I swallow.
BrokenBee
I want you to chase me. Scare me. Hurt me
BrokenBee
Fuck me
BlackHearted1
I play rough, BrokenBee
BrokenBee
Good
BlackHearted1
Your safe word will be ORANGE. When are you available tonight
I close my eyes, my heart wrenching.
What the fuck am I doing?
I take a shaky breath and start to type “this was a mistake, sorry” to my new match. But then I switch to my texts, bring up the thread with Kratos, and text him.
Me
Are we exclusive
Only a few seconds later, he responds.
Kratos
What?
Me
Like, monogamous
Kratos
You’re my fucking wife.
I shiver as I re-read that a few times, feeling the pulse of something hot in my core. But I refuse to allow myself to get pulled under his dark waves that blind me to the obvious. Not anymore.
Me
What does that mean to you
Kratos
It means you’re my wife.
Me
But does that MATTER to you
My mind flashes to Amaya walking out of the front door, probably still with the taste of his cum on her tongue. I swallow back bile as I focus on my phone.
Me
Are you even capable of that mattering to you?
There’s a long pause. So long that I almost switch back to the Club Venom chat.
Kratos
You found out who I was, and what I was and wasn’t capable of, the day we met. I hope that answers your question.
I swallow as I type out a reply.
