Page 93 of Acceptance

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Page 93 of Acceptance

His lips find hers, and her back presses against the wall as he does everything he can to distract her. No matter what, she knows it will never be okay. He may have accepted it as his fate, but she refuses to let him believe it’s alright.

He protects everyone else because no one ever protected him. He loves even though he has more reasons to hate.

The water hits his back as he toys between her legs, and she hooks her leg up over his hip to guide him inside her. He bitesher lower lip, his hand holding her throat without squeezing, and neither tears their eyes from the other.

She cups his cheek, and even as the sadness washes over her for the little boy whose mother didn’t love him enough, she gets lost in his eyes. In them, she sees their future. A little baby with eyes the color of the sky, just like his. Marnie walking down the aisle with a bouquet of flowers and taking his last name. Growing old together as they watch grandchildren playing in the grass.

“You see it, too, don’t you?” Venom whispers, his hips jerking to drive deep into her.

She moans as her orgasm builds. “What do you mean?”

“Our future.”

“What do you see?”

He smirks as he releases her throat to pick up her other leg and press harder against her while her ankles hook behind his back. The way he holds her makes her feel weightless, and his cock pounds unrelenting until her muscles tense. A warmth begins to spread across her belly as she teeters on the edge of bliss.

“I see you with a baby in your belly,” he grunts as he picks up speed. “And a ring on your finger.”

“William!” she cries out, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.

Rather than pull out like he used to, he fills her before resting his forehead against her shoulder while he pants. “I don’t deserve you.”

She wiggles her legs, and he slides out of her to set her onto the shower floor. “Look at me.”

He does, and Marnie hates the uncertainty in his eyes now. “It’s true.”

“No, it’s not. I love you, William.”

“But I’m not a good man.”

“You’re good to me. And to the people you care about. That’s all that matters to me.”

There’s an air of insecurity about him that he never let her see before. Not like this, and she can’t understand it. “Marnie… What do you see?”

“When?”

“When you see our future?”

Smiling, Marnie gently brushes his lips with hers. “I see a perfect little baby with your eyes. I see me walking down the aisle to you. And I see us drinking coffee as we watch our grandchildren play in the yard.”

“I’m in your future?”

“Don’t you see? Youaremy future.”

He sighs in relief and kisses her again. Knowing what she knows about his childhood, she decides to do everything in her power to take care of him. Even the small things like washing his hair.

“What are you doing?” Venom asks as she takes charge.

“I’m taking care of you,” she says. “I’m showing you not just how much I love you, but that you deserve it. One of these days, I’m determined to make you believe it.”

He smiles like she’s never seen before as he lets her take charge, tilting his head to help her wet his hair before lathering up the shampoo. Her fingernails gently scrape at his scalp, and his eyes close, the smile still on his face.

“I’m going to make you a promise,” Marnie says as she rinses his hair. “I promise to do everything in my power to never let anyone hurt you again.”

“Marnie—”

“The idea of you being hurt, especially as a child, makes me so angry for you. And it kills me because you never deserved any of it.”