Page 41 of Bane's Beginning

“It’s beautiful, huh?” he asked me as he laid the blanket out on the ground and then sat down. “Take a seat.”

I listened and sat beside him giving him a smile. Even though he’d probably kill me if he knew I thought so, he was beautiful. In like a rugged, deep way. I didn’t know I had a type, but I was starting to think Maverick was it. If that wasn’t a sign, the way my heartbeat raced when he gave me his signature grin surely did.

“Not that I mind, but why did you bring me here?”

He let out a breath and looked over at me and said, “I haven’t been here since I first got out of the Marines.”

“How come?”

“I don’t know,” he said and his eyes flashed towards the ground almost as if he was uncertain of his next words. “I don’t need it anymore. It was the place I went to clear my head when my PTSD got too bad.”

Now it was my turn to let out a breath. I knew there was a reason he brought me here: therapy. I sat there in silence, hoping he’d either continue talking or understand that I didn’t want to.

“I don’t think it was one specific instance or event that made me get it, I just saw a lot of shit over the years that rewired my brain,” he said. “But, I do have the moment I knew I needed to get out.”

He let his voice trail, so I decided to finally say something.

“What was the moment?”

With a deep breath, I saw his eyes almost turn dark as he started to think.

“We were a small team of four, patrolling. Just like we did every other day. Hawk, Lucas and Tiny were my brothers, just like the club,” he said as a smile crept on his face. “Lucas was a fucking idiot. He loved to fuck around and tell jokes. One moment, we were all laughing, the next, we heard a woman scream from a couple of houses over, so we went to check it out…”

“When we walked in, we saw her. She couldn’t have been much older than us. She was lying there covered in blood with her throat slit from ear to ear. We heard a noise from the corner and we saw a kid, probably about 15 or so, holding the bloody knife. He looked so scared, but before we could react, he slit his own throat.”

He paused and I felt like the air was sucked out of my lungs as I imagined the scene he was painting. He looked up at me and I put my arm on his shoulder to assure him I was fine and that he could continue.

“Shit was brutal,” he said. “I had never seen anything like it, but it was a setup. As soon as the kid dropped to the floor, we were under fire from a sniper across the street. It was Tiny first. He got hit dead center in his forehead and fucking dropped right beside me. He had two kids and a wife back home. A fewseconds later, the rest of us got shot, too. Lucas,” he paused. “Fuck, Lucas was just a kid. Not even legal to drink, I watched him die, heard him pray to God to see his parents just one more time and then he was gone. Sometimes I still can see the look in his eyes as he cried while bleeding out.”

Tears welled in my eyes, but I didn’t want to take away from his pain, so I quickly swiped them away. I leaned into him, pressing my head into his shoulder.

“That’s when I knew I had to get out of the Marines. I was fighting a war that wasn’t even mine to fucking fight,” he added. “I wanted to tell you that story because I wanted you to know you’re not alone, babe. I know what it’s like to watch someone you care about die, and I know how it sticks with you, which is why I want you to do that therapy shit your brother was talking about. My pops used to tell me that you aren’t on the jury who decides what events will happen in your life, but you’re the judge who gets to pick out your sentence. It’s time to work this shit out so you can finally breathe without your demons chasing you.”

Now, the tears were cascading down my face. His words settled deep inside of me, He was right, I didn’t get to choose what happened to me, but I did have a choice in how I could live after. I didn’t want to be Orphan Annie anymore. I didn’t want to be shackled down by the trauma of my past. I wanted to be the girl that Maverick made me feel like I was when his blue eyes stared down at me, which was free.

“Okay,” I said.

“Okay?”

“Okay,” I laughed and wiped the tears from my eyes. With pride, he cupped my face, pulling me in for a kiss. This kisswasn’t lustful or sexy, it was deep as if we were both longing for a connection that was deeper than where we were or had ever been.

The kiss didn’t stop, Maverick grunted and pulled me to lie on top of him as his back fell to the ground. His hands moved from face on to my ass as he gently squeezed before giving my left check a slap. I moaned, biting down on his lip. I took the opportunity to plant my lips across his cheek and down his neck. I let my tongue stroke across his skin before sucking, he let out several deep moans as his hands continued to squeeze on my ass.

After biting down on his neck, he flipped us over swiftly. “Fuck,” he grunted as he looked down at me stary eyed. With one leg pressed between my thighs, he was pinning me down, and I think he realized it too because a smile flashed across his face before he placed another soft kiss on my face followed by a few more.

He dropped his head down to my ear, softly biting my ear as his hands traced down to the buttons of my jeans. Opening them, he moved his hand down to slide his finger across my clit. I let out a moan as the sensation warmed my core. “Always so wet,” his rough, sultry voice whispered in my ear. “You want me to fuck you right here out in the open don’t you?”

Speechless, I let out an affirming moan as he furiously fingered my pussy.

“Please, Maverick,” I begged.

He let out a dark chuckle before letting my pussy go. I wanted to yell at him not to stop, but I knew he wanted me to get naked. Once he leaned off of me, I took off my shirt and slid my jeans and panties off. We were in such a secluded area, I wasn’tworried about people seeing us, but truthfully, I didn’t care. All I cared about was getting his dick inside of me.

Now naked, he got into the same position as before except his dick was now pressed against my soaking wet pussy. In one sudden movement, he sank his cock deep into my core and before I could cry out, he captured my lips and began quickly pumping inside of me.

Releasing my lips, he slid one hand to grip my hip while the other one made its way to my throat. He gently squeezed and I could feel my pussy getting wetter.

“Fuck, Thea.” He said to me as continued giving me every inch of his dick. “I love you and this little tight pussy of yours.”