Page 55 of Sticks and Stones and Broken Bones

“That’s it, baby. Scream for me.” He moved faster, his hips slapping against my ass. “Gods, this fucking view.”

I gasped as he increased the speed, and I lost all sense of time as the edges of my vision blurred. All I could feel was him and me, everything else faded into the background.

Rook pulled me up by my hair, the sharp sting sending jolts of electricity straight to my core. He plastered himself against my back and wrapped a hand around my throat.

“Are you close, baby?” he grunted by my ear.

I nodded, unable to get my mouth to form words.

“Want me to take you over the edge?” He smiled, and I noticed the fangs for the first time. He had two on each side of his mouth, more than a vampire, and they looked wicked sharp.

“Don’t,” I said, remembering my conversation with Korbin about the last time Rook drank blood.

“Scared?” he whispered. “Worried I’m going to go crazy?”

Yes, I was. I didn’t know what would happen and I didn’t know how to help him if something went wrong.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll only take a bit.” His voice was deeper, darker. More like a rasp.

Fear sparked in my veins, and I tried to scramble out of his grip, but his hands held me tightly.

“Don’t,” I said again. “Rook, please.”

He tilted my head, exposing the column of my neck, and I saw his eyes had turned from green to black. I had no doubt that his bite would be euphoric. I’d heard stories about vampire bites and how they made you feel during sex, but it wasn’t his bite that scared me. It was what would happen to him if I couldn’t bring him back from the madness he had suffered from last time.

The hand that was in my hair made its way to my clit and he rubbed it in time with his thrusts.

“That’s it,” he cooed. “So good for me, baby.”

His fangs scraped along my skin and sank into my neck. I screamed at the flash of intense pain, but it quickly faded as I exploded into a million pieces as the most exquisite feeling pumped into my core.

I felt my vision fade and my body turn sluggish as Rook continued to succumb to his darkness. It was as if I were floating above the scene, watching and unable to do anything. I could feel what was happening, but I was unable to get myself to stop Rook.

I went limp in his arms, my energy finally depleting.

Raevyn…

The voice from my dreams filtered into my mind.

Fuck, Raevyn. Stay with me.

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, my eyes feeling heavy.

Forgive me for this.

“For what?”

Power slammed into my chest, more than I’d ever thought possible to feel. It was intense. Painful. Exhilarating. Fucking terrifying.

It was like being hit by a lightning bolt. My entire body jerked, snapped taught and I felt a presence seep into my skin.

Stay with me.

It was him. He was here.

But how?

No time for questions.

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