26. Your Breaths Are My Funeral Song

-Gabriel-

My heart belongs to you.

You are a part of me; I adore you.

What in the fuck made me say those words to Katherine? And in my mother tongue!

I’m still on top of her, looking deep into those eyes I’ve grown attached to, and seeing the same confusion and apprehension mirrored there. What was supposed to be a quick fuck to let off some steam turned into something too intense for either of us to handle.

By the dried tears on her cheeks and the tremble of her bottom lip, I can tell that Katherine is close to breaking point.

I tilt my head and kiss the sides of her face where her tears have dried. “Was it so good that I made you cry, little lamb?”

She chuckles loudly and slaps my biceps. “God, you’re so arrogant,” she says, eliciting the reaction I had hoped for. The last thing I want to remember in my last moments with Katherine is her crying face, so here I am, making her laugh.

Her eyes widen when I sit up and pull her with me, my cock still rock hard and buried deep inside of