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“You okay?” he asked, ripping my shirt over my head before I could protest

His hands ran over ers were at s My flip-flops had fallen to the edge of the bed at some point and he brushed them off with an impatient swipe

“Oh, God,” hefor any injuries “Oh, God”

His voice was so agonized, my entire body locked up I couldn’t even respond to his words or reassure him as he rolled me to my side so he could check my back

“Bellatrix,” he groaned, burying his face betweenmy bra down ainst his face

Tears ran downthem around the back of his head

“You’re okay,” he breathed against ht below my belly button “Oh, God”

A broken sob tore out of my throat as he shuddered

“You’re okay,” he repeated over and over, keeping his face against me as he tore off his cut and threw it off the bed

He raised his head and his pupils were so huge they almost eclipsed the blue of his eyes

With ahis tongue intoup to frame my face tenderly

“I love you,” he ainst my lips, “I love you”

His lips never left ed them down my cheek to the hollow place beneath my jaw He moved to my shoulder, my collarbone, my breasts, my sternu his way back up again His fingers pushed and pulled, squeezing rip my hips

“Cas as I pulled hiain

Then it was ainst hi his ribs and belly and back with ers I ripped at the button on his jeans, and he reached one hand down to help me shove them down his hips

Then in one swift move, he was inside me

Our first ti between us

“Jesus,” he sobbed “Fuck, fuck, fuck”

My chest heaved as he slid back and forth, his ar up to wrap around the sides of my head