04-18-2012, 12:35 AM
He kissed her gently, nuzzling her neck sweetly. There was something amazing about this female that made his achingly aware of his failings. Right this moment he knew there were issues in his head, he knew that if she knew the things he did, she would be disgusted by him. And with the same helpless knowing, he knew he'd never be able to change himself. He could pretend, he could seek solace in the absence of the whispering voices on occasion, but he would never be normal.
He couldn't bring himself to voice these thoughts to her, to his beautiful and pure mate. Hell, it almost hurt him to admit these things to himself. He almost longed for the whispers to chase away this empty and hateful clarity. He nuzzled into her, holding her tenderly, closing his eyes. If he couldn't banish the clarity of the moment, maybe he could slide back into slumber. He swallowed as he rested his hand on her chest, over her heart. The steady beating reassured him.
He couldn't bring himself to voice these thoughts to her, to his beautiful and pure mate. Hell, it almost hurt him to admit these things to himself. He almost longed for the whispers to chase away this empty and hateful clarity. He nuzzled into her, holding her tenderly, closing his eyes. If he couldn't banish the clarity of the moment, maybe he could slide back into slumber. He swallowed as he rested his hand on her chest, over her heart. The steady beating reassured him.