"Only love can hurt like this."

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Malcolm McLean

The sound of the heavy rain impinges on the earthy ground with no mercy. The rain was thunderously pelting against the bedroom window. To be honest, I felt a deep pain my chest.

It doesn't go away. It never does. I saw how I had hurt her with my words in the courtyard. I was harsh but I was still so angry.

"Malcolm, please just stop." She looked up at me with her glassy hazel-gold eyes. She was fighting back tears and I couldn't help but want to soothe away her pain.

My hand released her wrists. I dropped it down to cup her cheek. A tear escaped from her left eye and I wiped it away.

God Bella...why do you do this?

"I need to be alone." She said with her eyes squeezed shut. I should do as she says but I couldn't find it in me to leave her.

"Bella..." I whispered softly.

Her eyes opened and tears began falling. Her eyes reddened from all the crying. I cupped her cheek and kissed each of her eyes gently. Stopping her from crying. Pressing my forehead against hers, I took a deep ragged breath. The pain in my chest growing. As thunder flashed cross the now darkened sky.

"I can't leave you," I said gruffly. "I can't let you go."

She didn't say anything. Instead, her hands came down to cup my cheeks.

"Can we-can we pretend that what happened ten years ago didn't happen. That you never left me. That you and I did end up married and marked." I pleaded.

A sob left her lips and her body shook. Her hands weaved into my hair. She lifted her head and kissed my lips. I can taste the salty tears on her lips but her silent agreement was all I needed.

I let go. I let go of what I felt for and I allowed myself to be consumed by this female's touch again. It was like an avalanche of emotions. All that I have hidden and locked away came crumbling down.

A deep guttural sound passed through me as I kissed her back deeply. My tongue slipping in to taste what is mine. Everything I was holding back passed through that one deep kiss.

Tears spilled from her cheeks and I moved my lips to kiss every single one.

"Don't cry, mo gradh (my love)," I begged coarsely.

I felt her nods before I kissed my way down her jaw line. My hands feeling her every curve. Grasping her wide hips and pressing my hard erection against her sweet center. She moaned and tilted her head to the side, giving me full access.

When I found her sensitive spot on her neck I flicked my tongue over it before sucking on it. She tugged on my hair and even though it was painful I felt a rush to my shaft.

She managed to flip me over. Straddling me, she leaned down and framed my face with her hands as she kissed me. Her tongue now playing cat and mouse with mine. When I felt her pull back, I followed her. My hands wrapping around her torso. She grounds her core against my bulge and I groaned upon the sweet brush.

My hands snaked up behind her back and curled underneath the top of her blouse and in once swift tear ripped the blouse in half. I heard her gasp as the sound of fabric tearing.

She easily shredded the blouse without tearing her fevered lips from mine. My hands greedily roamed her naked flesh, loving every thick curve she had. Her hands tore the front of my shirt straight down the middle then caressingly pushing it off my shoulders. I unclasped her bra and she helped me discard of the garment, tossing it aside carelessly.

Isabella's body was addicting like a work of art. A brush that seemed to curve and bend in whichever way you want. The pain in my chest eased and in its place was the need to be inside of Isabella. To know her again. To love her like how I loved her back then.

I tore my lips from her and kissed my way down her chin, neck, and to her breasts. I skimmed my lips over one of her soft pink nipples. She moaned and arched her back, thrusting her generously voluptuous breasts forward. I rubbed my cheeks against the nipple. My stubble causing her to moan even louder. Her hands scraping my shoulders.

"Tell me you love me, Bella," I whispered huskily against her peaked nipple. I don't care if she meant it or not but for this moment I wanted to live in the past. I lift my gaze to her and found her staring down at me with dark desires. The tip of her tongue sexily slipping out to lick her lips. An emotion flashed in her eyes before she spoke.

"I love you, Malcolm." She said huskily.

Those words.

It flipped a switch inside of me.

I turned my lips to her nipple and latched onto it hungrily. She threw her her head back in pure bliss. She tastes wonderfully sweet. Her nipples hardening events in my mouth. I flicked my tongue across it before sucking on it. She cried out and her hips were unstoppable. It rubbed over my bulge making me extremely hard.

"Say it again," I demanded.

When she didn't, I bit her nipple. She squeaked before I heard those sweet words invade my ears.

It was like taking a breath of fresh air. Surrendering to the flowing unspeakable emotions inside of me, I growled and flipped us over. She fell onto the bed. Her breasts bouncing slightly from the impact. I loved the sight of her. My hands cupping her plump breasts and giving it a good squeeze.

She moaned and her hands moved to cover my hands, aiding me in touching her body.

"Tha thu a' coimhead brèagha. (You look beautiful.)" I whispered deeply.

I bent down and kissed my way down her soft stomach, over her slight belly pouch, and to her pants. I looked up at her. She was writhing with need by now.

"Do you love me?" I asked.

She nodded, "I love you, Malcolm. With all my heart that it hurts. I don't know how much more I can hold."

Christ, Bella. My heart thumped in my chest and I can hear it pounding in my ears. I unbuttoned her pants and slipped it off her. The raging storm outside completely forgotten. Our earlier argument completely is thrown out. It was just her and I. No hurt. No pain.

I stripped out of my pants and boxers before crawling back into bed. Kneeling between her open legs was heaven. I dipped down and licked her soaked flesh. She cried out and her hands flew to my head where she held me there. My tongue slipped out and inside of her. Isabella began rocking her hips up and down. Riding my face.

When I saw her eyes tightened and she fisted my hair. I pulled back. I needed to be inside her right now. It was kind of unexplainable. The same desire or pull to be close to her. It was like a fear of letting go--losing her.

She crawled onto her knees and made her way towards me. Tentatively, she slipped her hands over my shoulder and back down my chest. She leaned forward and placed soft kisses to my bare chest. It was like each touch and brush of her lips lit a spread of sweet fireworks through me. I closed my eyes tightly upon the soft delicious torture.

When I felt her felt her pull back, I opened my eyes to see her moving towards me. Slowly, I fell back a little from kneeling. Her legs moved to straddle me and I swallowed hard when I felt her slippery wet entrance wrapping around the tip of my cock.

"Bella." I moaned.

She dropped her forehead onto mine. My hands snaked around to squeeze her ass and guiding her down my hard length. She bit her lip in concentration but what really got my heart racing in my chest was those deep hazel-gold eyes looking at me. It swirled with so much passion and it was all for me.

"I love you." She whispered in a velvety husky voice.

"Fuck..." I love it when she says that and it seemed to always set me off. I ram my cock the rest of the way inside of her.

She cried out when I stretched her right to the tip but even when she cried out in pure pleasure her eyes never left mine.

"I love you." She said again a little croaky and breathless from the sheer filling of my cock inside of her I pulled out and thrust hard and fast. Her lips parted and eyes darkened. My whole body was taut and sweaty with how tight she was. My grip on her ass will leave imprints and that only increase the primal urge in me.

She began moving her hips in sync with me. Her breasts rubbing against my chest, driving me mad.

"Bella..." I said hoarsely. "Fuck, Bella. I need you."

She increased her hips stride, bringing me out completely and in swiftly. I groaned and gave her the pace. She rode me fast and roughly. Her ass jiggling and her thick thighs tightening around me.

Still, her eyes were on me. I couldn't tear my eyes away even if I wanted to. It was like a hypnotic trance, pulling me in. I felt everything she felt.

"I love you and only you. Always have." Those words...it did something to me and I knew we weren't playing as we lived in the past. Fuck, I snapped and pushed her back to the bed. My body covering hers as I took control of bringing us to our release.

"Malcolm..." She moaned and raised her hips for more. I thrust harder and faster. My grip on her hips tightened with each stroke. I could feel my balls tightening with a release. She moaned and clenched around my cock.

"Fuck, sweetheart, don't do that," I said hoarsely against her neck. My mouth latching onto my mark on her shoulder. I placed an open mouth on it before dipping lower and when I felt her clench around me again it sent me over the edge.

My canine elongated and I bit into the top of her left breast. She whimpered but her hands woven into my hair. My finger moved to touch her clit and I heard her cry out her release. She held a tight grip around my cock as she came. I held on tight to her breast. My canine refusing to let go, wanting to mark her again.

When I felt her body slacken, I fell onto her body. She clenched around my cock again and my cock twitched inside of her.

The sound of the rain calming down now just as we both drifted off to sleep.