Page 134 of Red Ruin
He told me his version of the truth.
And now, his panic is real.
He yanks my hand to his face. Puffing hot air, he inhales my pulse. “Gone.Gone.”
“Easy. This is a good thing.” I adjust his grip again, letting him hold on to my waist. Then I grab his chin and bring his face to mine. Anything to help him breathe and calm him down. “Now I can take your venom without consequences. It’ll be easier to heal your pain.”
Vhex’s pupils lose focus.
His breath stops.
Histhoughtstops.
He stares dead-eyed as his soul-silks boil like noodles in an unattended pot.
My breathing sharpens, though I don’t know why.
Something big just happened.
Between them? Between us?
I don’t know what, but a strange sensation crawls around my heart. “Vhex. What’s wrong?”
“You’realive,” Vhex whispers like a devil in a dark forest temple, telling me his secrets underneath the moon.
I shiver. “I should hope so?”
“Iris,” his rough reverence rips the air from my lungs. With trembling fingers and pink rabbit eyes, the devil softly kisses my nose. “I cankeepyou.”
My objections are always ready.
But they’re not fast enough. “You—nn~!”
His tongue plunges into my mouth. Then his hands are all over, cradling my head and hips. His silks fuckingsnap, desperately weaving every inch of my soul, clinging and looping and trying to permanently bond.
My skin pebbles down to my curling toes.
What in the heavens?
Vhex must sense me melting into a confused and quivery puddle.
He chuckles darkly. “I can do it now.”
I gasp. “What?”
“Make love.”
My pussy pulses.
I want to understand what’s going on, but I’m not exactly cranking on all gears.
I’m more like a barely functioning cuckoo clock, slowly drowning in a barrel of monster-flavored lube.
Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
Time to get railed!
Remy hooks my waist.
