Page 58 of Eternal Captive

But then her hands were grabbing my hips, pulling us closer together, a moan spilling from her.

A flashback to our night together consumed my mind. The feeling of her wetness against me. Of her lips on my neck and breasts. Of the way she rode me.

A mistake.A deadly one. But still, I couldn’t stop myself.

When she tried to pull away, I gently pulled her back.

“Keep going,” I whispered.

There was desperation in the way that she gripped me. Pain in the way that she reluctantly drank my blood. But no one else could see it, not when we were alone in the closet. And that made it so much easier to live in denial.

Her hands made quick work of my zipper, and before I knew it, her cold hand had slipped between my legs.

“This is not why. You don’t have to—ah.”

My protest died on my tongue as her finger slipped inside me, and she used her palm to rock against my clit.

My hands gripped her hips, and I closed my eyes, losing myself to the feeling of heat that I had tried so desperately to ignore. Molten lava licked my spine, and my core clenched. Just as easily as it had started, she was going to make me come with minimal effort. There was something about the gentleness of it mixed with the intensity of the venom. I couldn’t ignore it, couldn’t get lost in it like I had when we hate-fucked.

I felt everything. The way her lips felt against my neck. The way her body melded against mine. She played me so easily, making me bend to her will.

And then she paused. She pulled her fangs out of me and ran her tongue up my neck.

“You help me,” she whispered. “I help you.”

“I told you, you don’t need to—fuck.” I couldn’t speak as she leaned forward, her mouth somehow finding my nipple underneath my clothing and bit—hard.

“You didn’t like watching him do that to me, did you?” she asked.

In the haze of pleasure, I didn’t even consider not answering.

“I was going to kill him,” I admitted.But I shouldn’t have even felt that way to begin with. I was fucking losing it.

And then her mouth was against mine. The taste of my blood spread across my tongue. I moaned into her, letting myself fall into the rocking of her hand between my legs.

I was close.So close.She pulled back.

“He would throw a fit if he knew what I am doing with you,” she whispered against my lips.

Good.I wanted him to know that, while he may force her to kneel for him with empty threats and the backing of her stepmother, she would do it for me without an ounce of hesitation.

“Only because he knows you will never act like this for him,” I forced out between moans.

She gave me a sinister smile.

“Come for me, little mouse,” she purred. “Claim your reward.”

I couldn’t hold back. My orgasm unleashed in me like a tidal wave. I placed my forehead against hers, needing it to center me as wave after wave rocked my core. I bit my lip to stifle the moans.

She didn’t stop, even as my orgasm subsided. She fucked me through it slowly, and as I came back to earth.

“Let me know about that deal,” she said, pulling her hand from between my legs only to plop her fingers into her mouth.

I was speechless as she opened the door and motioned for me to come out. It took far longer than I’d like to admit for me to button up my pants and collect myself before I stepped out into the hallway.

I shouldn’t have fucking saved her…Maybe I truly am losing it.

Aurelia

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