Page 86 of Madness Behind the Mask
A small whimper escapes me as a wet heat slides down my thighs.
And in that instant, he snaps.
Crushing his lips to mine, heforces his tongue inside my mouth. He tastes of blood and sin, of dark desires best left hidden and ignoredbythe good wife that I am. I ball my hands into fists when he grabs my chin so I can’t bite histongue off, severing it as I did mine.
He forces me to kiss him. To taste himfor the split second it takes me to throw my knuckles into his cheek. But it is enough to brand his touch onto me.To make my stomach twist as I’m forced to be someone else’s whore.
His head snaps sideways, his lips leaving mine, and he hisses in a breath right before I hit him again, throwing my magic behind it. Somethingcracks,and it takes me a moment to realize it wasn’t his jaw.
For now the pain comes, flying down my knuckles and up my arm. He chuckles, then grabs that hand in his and crushes it, cracking even more bones, causing even more pain. Tears burning my eyes, I bitemy cheekand go to punch him with my other hand.
The world blurs, and the nextthing I know,my back isbeingslammed againstawall, my head spinning as I gasp for breath.He grabs my hips and lifts me up. I try to kick him in his groin, but he steps in quick, so I only clip his shin.The tip of his cock pushes through the thin fabric of my dress,and I gasp,fear spurning my arousal as he dry humps me against the wall. His fangs elongate past his lips, and I remember how they felt inside my neck.
An invasion.
A violation.
Apromiseof wicked things.
“You’re being sucha good girl,” Aleric growls as more desire pools between my thighs. “You’re getting all nice and wet for me.” He inhales deeply, his breath tickling my neck, and I push at his shoulders, but he doesn’t move. My fingers curl just slightly, gripping his shirt as if to hold him to me when his fangs drag across my skin. He groans. Appliesjustthe tiniest bit of pressure. “When I sink into you tonight, Sau, it’s not going to be here.”
Pressing his body hard into me, holding me up with just his hips, he grabs the top of my dress, and itriiips,thesound of it tearing making my pulse jump wildly beneath his teeth. His groan is a lot more strained this time, his shoulders tense and trembling beneath my fingers.
Lifting his head up, he looks down at my chest, hidden onlybymyredrayon satinbrassiere,dyed to remember the blood of our fallen. His eyes flash a dark redbeneaththe gray, the beast within struggling at the forefront of his control. “So gorgeous…” he murmurs as I freeze beneath his stare. “Sodelicious…”
Ripping apart the last of the fabric covering me, he quickly dips his head and fastens his lips around a nipple.
I cry out, arching against him as my fingers dig into his shoulders. My head falls back at the sharp pleasure riding through me. I squeeze my eyes shut as shame chases hard on its tail, nipping at its flying hooves,making it moreexcited,though, rather than scared.
I hate how my body’s reacting. I hate the intensity of pleasure radiating out from his lips, his tongue as they caress my breast, sucking and claiming and licking. His teeth scrape me hard enough to cause pain, and I cry out, my eyes snapping open as my breath leaves me in rapid pants.
My fingers clenching him hard, I tremble as I watch him move his mouth to my other breast. He licks itslowly, raising chills across my skin as I anticipate the claiming of his lips.
“You want this,” he murmurs, and I shake my head.
“No.”
“Look how hard your nipples are.” He flicks his tongue across it, and I bite my lip as electricity arcs through me, a delicious buzz that makes me hate myself. I shouldn’t be feeling this. I don’twantto feel this. How can my body be betraying me, betrayingCadenso much?He loves me. He’s accepted me despite all the muck on my skin left by Antonio and those who’ve raped me.He loves me, I tell mybody, desperate to get it to stop reacting to Aleric’s touch.
But the vampire sucks my nipple into his mouth, and a whimper instantly lodges in my throat, mocking my piss poor attempt to control it.
“So.Fucking. Hard,” he murmurs as he lifts his eyes to mine, and the flicks of his tongue as he speaks havemy thighs clenching together,desperate to stopmyarousal from leaking out.
His nostrils flair just as I can feel the wetness staining mypanties, and he breathes in heavily. “You smell fuckingdelicious,” he purrs as he licks his way up to my neck. “I bet you taste even better.”
He digs hisfingers intoboth cheeks of myassand lifts me high. Panicking, I cup my hands and slam them over both his ears,the blow from my broken hand awkward and painful but still solid. He grunts as he staggersto the side, nearly dropping me. My arms flail as I start to fall, but he drops to his knees right below me and catches me on his shoulders.
I grab hold of his head instinctively for support, my fingers curling in his short black hair and pulling hard at his scalp. He groans, and then I yelp as I realizewherehis head is.
It’s right between my thighs.
And my dress is bunched up at my waist, shoved up by him sometime during my fall.
“Gods, yousmell so fuckinggood,”Alericrasps right before he leans forward and kisses meright on my inner thigh, just below the seam of my panties.
My head falls back.
My fingers dig into his hair.
