JINSEN

As soon as we got up onto the loft, I didn't waste any time pushing him down on a pile of hay that was scattered all over the floor. He grunts, but not from pain which would have made me feel horrible because I was an ass for not thinking about his injuries in the moment. But since it slipped into my mind, I took more care with his body.

I was just really fucking desperate for him right now.

Even though I was royally pissed off just a few moments ago from a dickhead that had no right to treat my man the way he had, seeing Zared naked and getting his amazing dick inside me was way more important.

Like way more important.

I quickly discard my jacket while he quickly undoes his jeans. Seems I wasn't the only one in hurry to fuck the brains out of him. He was just as desperate for me too. We both quickly discard our clothes, not caring whether anyone came in or heard us. We were a couple, a solid one at that, and if they wanted to interrupt us then they were going to get a show of a lifetime.

"Fuck, I want you so bad." I breathe out heavily as my cock dripped with precum just watching him laying there naked, ready for me.

There was only one problem as we stared at each other as if seeing one another for the first time. It's been months, months, since I've seen his body, touched it the way I wanted to all the time. I wasn't waiting anymore, and any imperfections be damned.

Zared still hadn't taken off his shirt and I knew why.

"Take it off." I demand.

I see him tense a bit, his cheeks flushed and his own breathing becoming heavy from the desire pouring in all around us.

"It's not very pretty, Jinsen." He admits, leaning up on his elbows, his eyes a bit downcast.

"I don't care what it looks like. I love you whether you're absolutely perfect or missing a few limbs with half your face disfigured. You're mine and I'll treasure your body and heart no matter what they look like."

I knelt down and start crawling over him slowly. He just lays there watching me, his eyes heated, his pupils blown out as he bites his lower lip.

Slipping my hand underneath his shirt, feeling his smooth hot skin beneath my fingertips, I whisper huskily, "I've dreamt about you every night, good or bad, I've been dying to have you in my arms and now I get the chance to actually be with you again. I'm not letting anything, scars or no scars, get in my way of making love to you, Zared."

His eyelids half close as he allows me to feel him up, slowly taking off his shirt to reveal all his manly goodness. He still had the abs of a supermodel and even though half his torso was discolored from the nasty bruise he was sporting, it didn't take away how gorgeous he still was.

With a gentle hand I graze the side that was damaged, his skin rising in goosebumps as I do. "Still sexy to me." I tell him.

He barks out a chuckle as he rolls his eyes, reaching up a hand to cup the back of my neck as he says, "You're so full of shit." Before slamming his lips on mine and the sparks that never fail to amaze me zaps through my body straight down to my cock that desperately wanted attention.

I lean back breaking our heated make out session to roughly say, "I was being sincere, you ass."

"Mmhm." He grins as he tries to roll me under him, but I stop his action by putting a hand on his delicious chest.

"I'll be taking control. You just sit back and enjoy the ride."

He cocks an eyebrow at me but lets me do just that. Sitting up I stare down at the most beautiful thing I have missed so dearly as it pointed up right at me wanting just as much as attention as my own did. God, how I missed him and am so thankful every second of every day that he came back to me alive.

Wrapping my hand around his shaft I slowly begin to stroke him. Hearing his sexy sounds was such a turn on I nearly slammed on top of him and say fuck it on the prepping. I was sure I didn't need it wanting him so bad it hurt. But I take my time, relishing in the joy of having him underneath my thighs, skin on skin. Placing myself against him I stroke us together and things were beginning to heat up drastically.

"Fuck, Jinsen I want you." He moans, not even being quiet himself.

Taking my hips he holds on tight as he begins to thrust harder, faster in my fists as I get us both off at the same time. "God, I miss this." He continues to moan out, his face a mask of pleasure.

I didn't want us to finish like this, as I can see we were both on the edge way sooner than we normally would be. It's been awhile and not once have I masturbated since we've been apart. So I was pretty sure I wasn't going to last long at all.

Reaching behind me I go to insert a finger, but Zared had other plans as he sits up, our chests hitting each other with an electric vibe that was only our tune and takes my hand away. Smashing his lips against mine again he takes an ass cheek in his hand squeezing just the way I like it making me harder than before and slips his own finger in instead.

I gasp at the raw intensity and pleasure it brings as he just dives right in, not rough but enough to make me shutter with my whole body. I groan, my head thrown back as I clasp him to me and ride on his one finger like my life depended on it. Then he inserts another and finds my spot that no one has ever been able to do.

"Oh!" I cry out, my eyes rolling backwards as the raw pleasure shoots through me like a shock wave.

I was so close and right when I knew I wasn't going make it another second he takes them out and positions me right over him. He doesn't hesitate as he pushes past my ring of muscle and slips in like he was always meant to be there. He fit like a glove making me whimper as the fullness fills me to the brim and I came just a bit before he takes a hand and covers it to stop me.

"Holy shit, you feel so good." He gasps out leaning his head on my shoulder as he tries to compose himself.

I twitch around him, his dick pulsing within me. It was like I could physically feel his heartbeat through our connection, and it was the most amazing thing I have ever felt. But I was angsty and needed him to move, like right now.

"Zared, please..." I beg.

Kissing my shoulder, then up my neck to my earlobe he sucks gently causing shivers and goosebumps to crawl all over my skin in the most wonderful way. And before I knew what hit me he raises me up and slams me hard down on him ripping another cry out of me. It was like the demon in him finally broke free as he takes my hips and thrusts like a madman, falling backwards with me riding on top of him.

Over and over, he hits that special spot, and I couldn't hold it in any longer. With a drawn out cry, I say, "Oh fuck!" And white strings of rope shoots from my tip all over his stomach and chest feeling the best orgasm I have ever experienced in my life. He grunts slamming into me one more time before he stiffens beneath me and shudders while gasping for breath.

I try hard not to fall directly on him, but it was difficult when my entire body felt jellied and sated. I was exhausted laying there on top of him, hearing his rapid heart beating against his chest as we laid there catching our breaths. He wraps his arms around me holding me tight.

"I love you." He whispers to me softly, making me smile.

Looking up into his eyes I whisper back with all the feeling within me, "I love you too."

***

I didn't want to get up. Didn't want to move at all with Zared right here next to me, nearly naked and too beautiful to wake up from his deep sleep. He looked like he needed it. Hell I did too but with the sun going down I knew it wasn't safe for us to be out here all night long by ourselves. I wasn't taking any chances, never again.

I lost him once; I wasn't going to lose him again.

I laid on my side watching him breathe steadily. Taking my finger I gently trace his abs that were defined even with the lack of food recently, he still looked gorgeous that it made me jealous. His giant bruise was fading but not fast enough in my opinion. And the scar where he had taken the brunt of the attack on that mill was red and ugly. I ever so softly graze the protruding flesh that didn't quite heal right.

No matter how bad it got it didn't take away how beautiful he was.

But seeing it, feeling it, it only reminded me what I had almost lost forever and the emotions rolling inside me pressed harder against my chest that I wanted to burst in tears. It still scares me on how much I love him, have come to love him. Back home I would never have thought it possible. But I guess it all makes sense if I had to really think about it.

He slightly moves as he mumbles in his sleep making me smile. I really didn't want to wake him up, but it was near dusk, and the sun was basically gone. If we wanted to head inside with the others we needed to do it now. I appreciated everyone giving us the space to be alone, but I would rather him be somewhere safe and relaxed. I could deal with Daniel by ignoring his ass, like I always do.

Sighing deeply I shake him a bit. He frowns with a groan as he goes to turn on his side towards me. Then he winces and turns back. Even in his sleep he can't escape the pain that his body was going through. It almost made me decide against going inside until something crunches down below beneath the loft.

My entire body froze as I listen intently.

I slowly sit up as another sound comes from just below us. I frown as the noise turns into a rhythmic sound like someone or something was chewing. I shake Zared again this time needing him to wake up. He goes to groan again so I quickly cover his mouth with my hand to stop him from making the noise. His eyes pop open as alarm shoots through them.

I indicate for him to stay silent and point to my ear to get him to understand what I need him to do. His body goes completely still as he listens, the sound never stopping. Slowly removing my hand he sits up carefully and we both quickly get dress without making a sound.

The sound kept going like it didn't care whether it was heard or not. Which was unusual for monsters to do that I'm sadly learning within this place. But then again that must mean they had no idea we were in here. As soon as we were completely dressed and in defense mode we slowly crept to the edge. Images of the incident of the mill came flooding back making my heart twist and I was slightly freaking out.

Grabbing Zared's forearm he stops and looks to me in confusion. The look on my face set his eyes in alarm as he leans to kiss me on the forehead before shaking his head to let me know to basically stop thinking that way. But I couldn't help it. It had been the worst day of my life.

He motions to the two of us and then points down. I nod my head understanding that we were going to look together. We reach over the ledge and what we saw completely threw us off with utter shock and disbelief.