Bloodstained Crown

“I said I’m sorry,” I whispered.

I truly hadn’t thought. All I cared about was what was going on and if Dante was okay at that moment in time.

He let out a frustrated breath and then, almost out of nowhere, pressed himself against me, hard and unapologetic.

“Also, you’re not exactly helping my situation,” he muttered.

I felt the pressure of his hardness against my stomach, and even after everyth