Page 129 of Afflicted

I nod, my mouth too full to respond. I didn’t even notice how hungry I was, but I’m convinced this is the best meal I’ve ever had in my life. My eyes damn near roll back in my head as I take one delicious mouthful after another, until the pan is practically clean.

I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, then give Silas a small smile when my eyes meet his. “Um, I was really hungry.”

He leans back against the counter, arms crossed over his chest, smiling as he shakes his head. “Well, I’m glad that hit the spot then.”

I lick my lips. “It did. Very much.”

“Good.” He looks around the kitchen with a sigh. “Well, this is definitely the place to bunker down for the night.”

Or forever. I don’t say it, but the thought makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. This cute little house, just me and Silas.Just me and Silas. I balk a little, rubbing my arm as I try to count and remember the last time they gave me a depo shot. I do the math, then do it again, and again, and after a minute I see Silas watching my face curiously.

“Everything OK?”

I swallow hard, then nod quickly, walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his waist. “Yeah, everything’s fine. More than fine.”

“Good.” He lowers his mouth to kiss me, and even though I know it’s irresponsible to get pregnant now, and I really don’t want to, the thought of it sends shivers down my spine. His hands run up and down my back, cupping my ass, and suddenly he’s lifted me up and spun us so I’m on the kitchen counter. “You taste ridiculous right now,” he says with a laugh against my lips.

“Welcome to the South.”

He laughs again, yanking my shirt off over my head. “Indeed.”

His eyes move hungrily over my breasts as he unbuckles his belt, and I lift my ass to scooch off my pants. I put my heels up on the bench as he undresses, and his naked body takes my breath away every single damn time. He’s just too beautiful.

He drops to his knees, running his tongue up my center in one long lick, and my toes curl around the edge of the counter. “Mmm,” he growls, “this tastes exquisite though.”

I never realized how much I’d held back before, even when we were out in the forest, even when we were in Silas’s cabin - there’d always been something locking me down, not letting me really let go the way I wanted to. Even when he’d been in my ass, and given me the orgasm that I thought was going to fry every neuron in my brain, I’d been aware somewhere in the back of my mind that someone might hear us, that we’d get found out and Silas would get hauled away and tortured.

But here, in this charming kitchen in a farmhouse hundreds of miles from the compound, I gasp and moan, my hands carving through Silas’s hair as he sucks on my clit, screaming his name as I come. I tremble on the counter, my head slung back against the wall, as Silas rises to his feet. I open my eyes to watch him as his dick slides inside me, the sheer ecstasy on his face as he fills me completely almost enough to unravel me right then and there.

He fucks me slowly, taking his time, looking down to watch himself sink into me, pressing his thumb to my still-throbbing clit.

“Fuck,” he breathes. “I could watch this pussy stretch like this for me all day.” He hisses in a breath as I moan. “That’s a good girl, getting so tight for me. Come on my cock, angel. I want to fill this cunt up while you scream for me.”

My thighs tremble as he slams his hips against me, my body raging with desire more powerful even than the storm outside. He spits on my left nipple, and the tingle of electricity from his venom makes my back arch. His fingers work my nipple between them, and my stomach tenses as I begin to contract on his cock.

At that moment, he pulls out of my pussy and pushes his soaked cock into my ass. I squeal through my scream, my body crying out at the intrusion. I’m still coming, my body shuddering as he lifts me further, thrusting into me as I claw at his chest.

“Silas,fuck.” The last word is drawn out on a long moan, because even though there’s pain, it’s edged with pleasure so intense I can’t think, I can barely breathe. He pushes two fingers into my pussy, fucking me with his hand and his cock at the same time, his other hand tangling in the hair at the base of my neck to draw me to him. With a groan, he sinks his fangs into my throat, and my whole body explodes. I scream and thrash, the pain making my orgasm sing through my entire body, my face flushed with heat, sweat dripping down my spine.

Silas releases deep inside me, and I’m nothing but a spent rag doll in his arms.

“Do you have any idea how perfect you are?” He withdraws his cock, and I’m shivering like I have a fever. “Do you know how good it feels to fill you up with my cum? Knowing that you’re mine.”

I lick my lips, nodding. “Yours. I’m yours.”

“Yes you are.”

I’m aware of being carried upstairs and being deposited on a bed. Somehow, Silas heats enough water to wash us both, and there are cold tiles against my feet as he cleans me down. Candlelight flickers as lightning flashes through the windows, and then I’m in a soft bed, Silas’s naked body warming mine as deep sleep claims me.

As I drift off, I can’t be sure if I dream the words, but I hear Silas’s voice, warm and comforting against my ear.

“I love you, angel.”

CHAPTER33

SILAS

I watchJuliet as she sleeps, her breathing deep and even. She’s been asleep for hours, since I fucked her into oblivion in the kitchen of our pseudo-dream house. I should have been more gentle with her. I shouldn’t have taken her ass like that with no warning.

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