Erik
“He’s going to hit you.”
Those words rocked me to my core. They came directly from her head, and the tone sounded malicious and gloating. Just like the thought about being clumsy. All the pleasure I’d felt washed away in a tsunami of anger.
I gripped her upper arm, suppressing the desire to shake that evil voice from her head, to wipe those memories and experiences from her body. I should have gone slower. Something triggered her again. Another incredible, earth-shattering experience for me turned into a nightmare for my beautiful mate.
Breath thundered in and out of my lungs, reflecting my inner turmoil. I supported her by the arm, the fist she’d punched me with cradled in my other hand. I didn’t want her hurting herself. Horror filled me as I realised how she cowered in my grasp
