Suddenly, I'm lying on my back. Malachi's lips lose contact with mine. I reach up, desperate, and pull him back. "Echo, wait," he says, but I shake my head and kiss him again and again.

"No, please." I'm begging. I'm pleading, but I have to. If he leaves, it will all come back. The memories will come back. They'll drag me under and never let me go. One hand tangles in his hair and pulls him down the rest of the way. I need to feel him. His warmth is the only thing saving me from the darkness, but suddenly it's not enough.

Releasing my grip on his back, my hand slides down to the waistband of his boxers. Malachi pulls away immediately. Gulping in breath after breath, his eyes are wide as he shakes his head. "Echo, no. You've just..."

"Please," I beg as I reach out for him again. "I need you, please, Malachi. You have to save me from all of this. You have to."

Something changes in his expression, but I can't focus on what or why. He doesn't resist when I pull him back down. His hands and mouth move to match mine, frenzied, frantic. I nearly lose it when he pulls away again, but this time he isn't trying to leave me. He reaches for his jeans and comes back with a foil packet, but he hesitates again, like he's trying to clear his thoughts.

On the edge of full blown panic, I reach up and pull his mouth to mine, kissing him until I am the only thought in his mind. "Don't leave me," I mumble against his mouth, almost a command more than a plea, and he responds immediately. The last few pieces of clothing between us are gone a second later and a new pain bursts through my body as he thrusts into me.

Biting my lip against the rush of sensation, I don't even know how to respond. He can't stop. He has to take it all away. He's the only one who can get rid of what Archer shoved into my head. It's all I can focus on as Malachi's body pulses against mine. My nails dig into his skin as pain and pleasure wash over me in tides tinged with blackness. Every movement pushes away my fear, my terror
Suddenly, I'm lying on my back. Malachi's lips miss liaison with mine. I reach up, desperate, and draw him back. " resound, wait, " he says, but I judder my head and kiss him again and again. 

 " No, please. " I'm beg. I'm pleading, but I have to. If he leave, it will all come back. The memory will come back. They'll drag me under and never let me go. One hand tangles in his hair's-breadth and pulls him down the rest of the way. I want to feel him. His warmth is the only thing salvage me from the darkness, but suddenly it's not enough. 

 Releasing my grip on his binding, my hand slides down to the waistband of his boxers. Malachi pulls away immediately. Gulping in breath after breath, his eyes are wide as he shakes his head. " Echo, no. You've just... " 

 " Please, " I beg as I reach out for him again. " I need you, please, Malachi. You suffer to save me from all of this. You have to. " 

 Something change in his formula, but I can't focus on what or why. He doesn't resist when I pull him back down. His hand and mouth move to match mine, frenzied, delirious. I nearly lose it when he pulls away again, but this time he isn't trying to leave me. He reaches for his jeans and comes back with a foil packet, but he hesitate again, like he's trying to net his thoughts. 

 On the edge of full blown panic, I reach up and pluck his mouth to mine, kissing him until I am the only thought in his mind. " Don't leave me, " I mumble against his mouth, almost a instruction more than a plea, and he responds immediately. The last few pieces of clothing between us are gone a second subsequently and a new annoyance bursts through my body as he thrusts into me. 

 Biting my brim against the rush of sensation, I don't even know how to respond. He can't stop. He have to take it all off. He's the only one who can get rid of what Archer shoved into my head. It's all I can focus on as Malachi's torso pulses against mine. My nails grok into his skin as pain and joy wash over me in tides tinged with blackness. Every movement pushes away my fear, my terror
Sudfenly, I'm lying on my bacy. Malachi's lips lose cmntact with mive. I reach up, desperate, and 'ull him vack. "Echo, wait," he says, but I shwke my hwad end kiss him agamh and ancin.

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"No, PlEAsE." I'm beGgiNg. I'm pleAding, but I hAve To. if he leaves, it WIlL all come baCk. THe memories wiLl cOme bacK. THey'LL drag Me uNder aNd neveR Let me gO. One hand tAnGLes in hIS hair anD PUlLs hiM down the rest of the WAy. i Need to feel him. HIs warmTh IS tHE OnlY thIng saving mE fRom thE DarknesS, BuT SUDdeNLy it's not enougH.

Releasing mY GriP on his BaCk, mY Hand slIdes dOwN To tHe waistband Of hiS boxers. MaLachi pULls away IMmediatEly. GulPinG in BreaTH aFtEr bReATh, hIS eYes ARe wIde as he sHaKeS his hEad. "ECHO, NO. You'Ve jUst..."

"PLease," i beg as I reach oUt fOr hiM AgaIn. "I neEd you, PleaSe, malacHi. You hAve to SaVe me from all of thIs. YoU have to."

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biTiNG my Lip agaiNSt THE rusH oF sEnsaTioN, I Don't eVen kNOw hOw to resPond. He can'T stOP. He hAs To Take it aLl away. He's the oNlY one who can GeT riD of whaT aRcher shoVed into my head. It's all I can FOcus on aS MaLachi'S bodY pulses agAinSt mine. my nAIls dig Into hiS skin As PaiN ANd pleASUrE waSh Over me in tiDES tiNged wItH blaCkness. EVery movement pushes AWay My fear, my terroR
Suddenly, I'm lying on myback. Mala chi's  li pslo se c onta ct with mine.I  rea ch up, desperate, andpullhi m  bac k ."Echo , wait, "  h e say s,  b utIs ha ke my  he ad andkiss him a gai nand again.
" No , please."  I' m begging. I 'mpleadi ng , b u t I h ave  to.If hel eaves,  it willal l  comeb ack. Th e me mori es will come back .  T h ey'll drag meunderan d  n e v erlet  me go. On ehandt anglesi nh i s  ha i r and pulls h im down the res t of t he  wa y . I ne ed to  f e elhim. His wa rmth  is the o nly th i ng savi n g me fr om the  da rkn ess, bu tsud de n lyi t' s n o t e nough.
Re le asing  myg r i p  onhis  bac k, my  hand slidesdow n to the  wais tband  ofhi s box ers. M alach ipulls away imme diat ely. Gulp ing  i n b re ath a f ter br eat h,his eye s are w i deas h e  s hakes his head. "E ch o ,  n o. You'v e just . .. ""Please, "I b eg a s I rea ch o u tfor himagain. "I  n eed you ,please ,Mal ach i. Yo u  hav e to s ave me f rom a l l of this. You have to."

So m et h i ng chan ges  in his exp ress i on,butI  c an' t  focu s onwh a to r why. He doesn't r es ist wh en Ipull him back  down. His h a nds andmout h  m o ve to match mi ne, f renzied, f r antic. I  near ly loseit when h e pulls aw ayaga in,  bu t th is time he is n ' t tr yi ng to l eav e me. H e r eac hes  fo rhis jeans  and com es  b ac kwit h a f o il packe t,  bu thehesit a tes ag ain,like  h e' s  tr ying to cl e a r hi sth ough ts. 
On th e ed g e o f fullblown pan ic, I re ac hup andpull his mout hto mine, k is sin g himu n til I am  the only thought in hi s  mind."Do n't l eave  me," I m umb le aga ins t  his m outh,almos ta c o m mandm o re  th an  a plea, a n d  he  resp on ds i mmediat ely. The last fewp iec es of clothin g b etwe e n  u s a r eg one  a sec o n d later and a n ew pain bu rs t sthrough my bod yas he t hrustsintom e.

Bit ing my li p against  t he r u s h o f sensatio n, I don 't even k n ow ho w  t o res pon d. Heca n't  stop . He h a s t o tak e it a ll  away.  He's  t he onlyone who can get rid ofwhat A rcher  sh oved into  my hea d. It's a ll I  can focus  on  as  Mala chi ' s bod y pu l se s a g ainst  min e . My nail s  d igi n to  his skin a s p ain  andple a sure w ashover me in tidest inged with bla ckne s s . E ver y  mov em ent pushes awa y m yf e ar, my t er ror
Suddenly, I'm_lying on_my back. Malachi's lips_lose contact_with_mine. I_reach_up, desperate, and_pull him back._"Echo, wait," he says,_but I shake_my_head and kiss him again and again.

"No, please." I'm begging. I'm pleading, but I_have_to. If_he_leaves,_it will all come back._The memories will come back._They'll drag_me under and never let me go. One_hand_tangles in his_hair and pulls him down the rest of the_way. I need to feel him._His warmth is_the_only_thing saving me from_the darkness, but suddenly it's not_enough.

Releasing my grip on his back,_my hand slides down to the waistband_of his boxers. Malachi pulls away_immediately. Gulping in breath after_breath, his_eyes are wide as he_shakes his head._"Echo, no._You've just..."

"Please," I_beg as I reach out for_him again. "I_need you, please, Malachi. You have_to_save me from_all_of_this. You_have to."

Something changes_in_his expression,_but_I can't focus on what or_why._He doesn't resist when I pull him_back down. His hands_and_mouth move to match_mine, frenzied, frantic. I nearly_lose it when he pulls away_again, but_this time_he isn't trying to leave me. He reaches for his jeans_and comes back with a foil_packet, but he hesitates_again, like_he's_trying to clear_his_thoughts.

On the_edge of full blown panic, I reach_up and_pull his mouth to mine, kissing_him until I am_the_only thought in his mind. "Don't_leave me," I mumble against his_mouth, almost a command more_than_a_plea, and he responds immediately._The last few pieces of clothing_between us are_gone a second later and a new_pain_bursts through my body as he_thrusts_into me.

Biting my lip against the_rush_of_sensation, I don't even know_how to respond. He can't stop._He has to take it all away. He's the_only one who_can get rid of what_Archer_shoved_into my head. It's all I can focus on as_Malachi's body_pulses against mine._My nails dig into his skin as pain and pleasure_wash over me in tides tinged with_blackness. Every movement pushes away my fear, my terror