Page 134 of Afflicted

“See yourself, stretched around my cock.” He gestures to the mirror. “This gives me an idea.”

A small voice in my head asksMore?incredulously. But I beat that voice down. Because,yes, more.

I let Silas lift me up so the edges of my knees are resting on the dressing table. He brackets my waist with his hands, and pushes the tip of his cock to my entrance.

“Now, watch.” His breath is hot against my ear, and my eyes skate down to where our bodies are joined.

It’s somehow beautiful and filthy at the same time, watching that thick cock slide inside me. My pussy stretches around him, unable to accommodate all of him at this angle. Silas forces me higher onto my knees, and more of his dick slips into me. I cough out a gasp, forcing myself to keep my eyes open.

“Look at how beautiful you are when you take me.” Silas’s fingers part my pussy, exposing my throbbing clit. “Look at you, just aching to come. Rub that clit angel.”

I do as he says, watching my fingers move over my clit. I’ve never seen myself like this before, never watched as I got myself off. Silas hisses and gasps behind me. He lifts me so my feet are resting on the edge of the dressing table, his cock still inside me. He bounces me on him gently, and I careen quickly towards that edge, my toes curling and my back arching.

“Keep watching,” he commands against my ear. “Make yourself come, and watch as that needy pussy throbs on my cock.”

My eyes move back down to where his thick length is buried within me, and I whimper, my stomach tensing as my orgasm builds.

“Oh fuck.” He sucks in a breath. “I want to come inside you, angel.”

I nod against his shoulder. “Yes, yes, please.”

“You want my cum to fill you up?”

“Yes, ohgod.” My fingers move faster, chasing the high.

“So fucking tight, like you’ll never let me go.”

“I-I won’t. Never.” I’m almost there, the sounds breaking from my throat high-pitched and raw with need. “I want you inside me, always. Oh fuck,fuck.”

“I’m going to fill you up with my babies.”

I let out a high-pitched moan at his words, watching as the contractions of my body make his dick twitch, my arousal coating his shaft. He digs his fingers into my hips as he fucks me hard, straight through my orgasm and headlong into another. I brace my hands against the mirror, watching his face, his eyes locked on my reflection as he slams into me over and over. He grits his teeth, inhaling sharply as he tenses against me, then with a heavy breath he spills inside me.

We just gaze at each other’s reflections, panting, for a long time, as our bodies cool and calm. The desire wears off, and we both seem to realize that what we just did was pretty stupid. But I can’t even find it within myself to feel bad, or irresponsible.

“I’m sorry,” he says, pulling out of me gently. “That wasn’t-”

“I love you.” The words bubble out of me, just like they did with Matt that one time I thought I was going to die. But I didn’t mean them then. I had no idea what love would feel like. That it would bury itself within my soul and tear me in half, a jagged, bleeding edge laced with so much beauty and sweetness it makes me want to cry.

Silas’s eyes widen a little. “Jules-”

“I love you.” I say it again, knowing I’m covered in cum and sweat, and I’m still crouched on a dressing table naked. I look a mess and I’m still trembling, and this isn't how I imagined the moment. But it doesn’t matter. Nothing else matters but the look on his face right now, a beautiful combination of fear and elation. “I want you to promise me something.”

Silas gathers me in his arms, turning me around and helping me down off the table. “Anything, angel. You name it.”

“Promise you’ll never leave me.”

His mouth is hot when it claims mine, his tongue stroking in my mouth. “Never. I’m never leaving you, ever again. I’ll die first.”

“I can’t live without you.” I curl myself up against him. “I can’t. Ever.”

“Me neither. And you won’t have to.”

I don’t tell him about my fears, about the sneaking dread that won’t leave me alone. The awful feeling that what awaits us in Roanoke isn't a safe haven, but just another apparatus that’ll tear us apart. I don’t tell him that. I simply let him take me back to bed, and fuck me until the sun starts to peer over the horizon.

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The next day,the sun shines in a clear blue sky, and Silas charges the generators. We’re quiet most of the day, trying to stay close to one another. We take a walk through the forest, and he keeps his arm around my shoulders as he tells me all about London, about his adventures around the world with Margot.

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