Page 133 of Afflicted

I rub her clit with my thumb. “Like this?”

“Ohh, yeah. Like that.” She rocks herself harder, her body moving frantically, begging for release. “Oh fuck, fuck,fuck.”

She becomes tighter around my hand, and she trembles as her orgasm has her come undone. I stroke inside her, before withdrawing my fingers, putting them in my mouth and sucking her off them. She tastes perfect, and her sweetness spikes my own arousal so sharply that I don’t even warn her before I sink my fangs into her upper thigh.

She screams, arching violently off the floor, and a gush of heat washes across my chest. My triumph is so loud I can practically hear it echoing through my skull. I gulp down her blood, hot and sweet, before licking over the wounds. I look up her body, over her quivering stomach, to her flushed face.

“Oh fuck, what the fuck?” Her head drops back against the floor. “What the fuck was that?”

“You soaked me, angel.”

Her head shoots back up, eyes wide with alarm. “I what?”

“You came so hard you squirted.”

She yelps, trying to wriggle away, but her body isn’t obeying her just yet. “I’m so sorry!”

“It’s a good thing, angel. Never apologize for feeling good.”

She covers her face with her hands. “Oh my god, howembarrassing.”

I chuckle and pull her up, holding her as she sways in my arms. “Angel, I drink blood. A little squirting isn’t going to put me off in the slightest. On the contrary. Now come on, let’s get cleaned up.”

CHAPTER34

JULIET

Once we’reclean and Silas has assured me for the millionth time that it’s fine that I squirted all over his chest, we head back into the bedroom. It’s dark now, and my heart sinks a little when I still can’t hear any rain. Tomorrow we’ll get ready for the final stretch to Roanoke. We probably only have two nights left here.

I should be relieved. I should want to be in a safe colony, with other people. I know there’s more to life than fucking Silas and existing in this little cocoon. Soon the supplies here will run out. We can’t stay here forever. But I feel like a new person. I feel like Iama person, not just someone who exists. But it’s more than just the sex, as amazing as that is. I know it’s because I love Silas, even though I still haven’t told him. He’s made me come so hard I nearly have a few times, but I can’t bring myself to say those words out loud. I don’t know why. It still hurts. I’m scared that he won’t be able to stay with me in Roanoke, even though he’s given me no indication that they wouldn’t let him. I just can’t shake this strange feeling…

I brush my hair out in front of the dressing table mirror, which is dulled from age. Silas stands behind me, watching me, his gaze dark and full of desire.

“Haven’t had enough?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at his reflection.

“Of you? Never.”

I snort out a laugh. “Were you always like this?”

“Like what?” His voice is low and dangerous.

“You know, horny all the time?”

“Yes.” He puts a hand on my hip, and the sudden heat makes my insides curl up on themselves. Just one touch does this to me. “I’ve always liked sex, but sex with someone like you…” He steps closer, so his erection is pressed to my back.

“Someone like me?”

He puts his hand on my other hip, lowering his mouth to my throat. “When you meet someone that you can see is just aching to be unlocked.” His lips brush over my skin. “The first time I saw you, I thought you looked so pure, so innocent and angelic. But underneath this exterior, you were just waiting for someone to find that side of you. And now that side of you is mine.”

“All of me is yours.” I close my eyes as his kiss against my neck becomes more urgent, his hands splaying across my stomach and pressing me against him. “And what about you? Did I unlock a side of you too?”

“You didn’t unlock me, angel.” His fangs rake along my shoulder, drawing tiny droplets of blood. “You tore open my rib cage with your bare hands and took my heart for yourself.”

“Oh, did I?” I wince as his fangs run along the other shoulder, the slight sting of pain sending a new rush of heat between my thighs. “How rude of me.”

His eyes meet mine in the mirror, and his mouth shifts into a smile. “Remember what you said to me that night? What you wanted to see?”

“See?”

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