Page 73 of Forever Midnight

“So cool,” I whisper, arching into his touch. “Does it hurt?”

“Yes, at first, but it’s over quickly.” His hand wraps around my throat, squeezing enough to know it’s happening, but not enough to hurt me. “Your body actually dies,” he whispers.

I gasp as his nails dig into my backside.

“But then you are reborn. Your old life is gone. A new life ready to begin.”

His words make me feel lightheaded, like they have some kind of magic in them. “You sound different. Old fashioned.”

Midnight laughs, dragging sharp teeth across my neck. “I am old, Tru. Very old.”

“You’ll look like this forever?”

“Forever. Never sick, never old, never dead.”

I push my hips up, hissing with pleasure as our cocks rub together. “But it’s lonely.”

“No.” He kisses me sweetly. “I have family with my brothers and our new sisters. Now I have love.”

“But before me?”

He pulls up slightly to meet my eyes. “I didn’t want love, so I wasn’t lonely for it. My physical needs were met when I wanted it, but it’s like I buried that part of myself. I threw myself into my work, and it was enough.”

“Because you never thought you’d find someone to love the way you loved Benedict.”

“Partly, but mostly I was afraid to love someone again and be rejected.”

I gasp. “That’s why you reacted the way you did when I told you I wasn’t out to my family. You thought I would choose them over you. Like Benedict did.”

“Yes.” He nods. “I was afraid you’d discover what I am and fear me the way he did. Run from me. Harm yourself just to get away.”

“But now you know that even though he’s part of me, I’m my own man. Times are different.”

“I know.”

I cup his face. “I choose you, Midnight. No matter what. Do you believe me?”

Happiness floods his expression. “I do.”

“Good. Now tear me apart.”

Midnight laughs as we fall into a kiss. He wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me upright until I’m on his lap, the head of his cock teasing my hole. As he enters me this time, I throw my head back. It’s much easier since I’m still stretched, but he’s so damn thick I’m definitely aware of it.

“You were made for me,” Midnight whispers, sucking my neck as he thrusts deep inside me. “Just for me, Tru.”

“Yes.” I wrap my arm around his neck. “Just for you.”

We gaze into each other’s eyes as we make love, but I swear I can sense his beast moving closer to the surface. It’s confirmed when his fangs lengthen even more and the irises of his eyes develop a pinkish-red ring around them.

Midnight opens his mouth wide, moving towards me. I tilt my head, giving my silent consent for his bite. When his teeth meet my flesh, I gasp, holding my breath as the sting moves through me, but then something else takes over.

Euphoria.

My body warms, practically melting in his arms. My head lolls back, supported by Midnight’s strong hand, and most shocking, my orgasm hits with no warning. Cum shoots from my cock, splashing my skin, but I’m somewhere else now.

Memories of the past and present fill my head, swirling together into one until my soul and Benedict’s unite.

I can hear my blood leave my body, and the sensation of it being sucked from my veins is heady. I cling to Midnight’s shoulders, his thick cock hardening and swelling deep inside me until I think I might split apart, but there’s no pain, only the most intense pleasure of my entire life.

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