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I stroked the side of his face. “Harder.”

“Don’t want to hurt you.” He tilted his head. “Are you sure? You’re human and breakable.”

“Easy fix to that. If I tell you to stop, stop. And then we can be sure I’ll be just fine.” He pushed inside and I moaned. “Yes, more of that. Just harder. Please.”

There was no such thing as too much. I had to have it.

Caesar slammed into me, and I groaned.Yes, that. Harder and then harder. I loved it.More.Maybe this was a new thing for me. Maybe it was just in the moment. I didn’t care; I just craved it. The minutes went on and the door opened. We had an audience, but I couldn’t open my eyes to even see which one of them it was.

If anything, it drove me harder. I wanted them to watch. Their eyes on me as Caesar and I fucked was just what I needed to send me over the edge. Caesar grabbed my breasts, squeezing them as I came around his cock. On a sigh, I let the world leave me and just felt the pleasure he was giving me. He followed me as I collapsed on top of him.

Caesar kissed me on the neck where he had bitten me earlier. “That was a hell of a way to have a rising.”

I grinned at him. “Great way to end my day.”

The bed dipped next to me, answering the question of who was in the room with us.Tanner. Vampires obviously had no sense of privacy, and I clearly didn’t care. He stroked a hand down my hair, so I rolled off Caesar to get closer to him. Tilting my head, I let him get closer to my neck. “Take what you need, Tanner.”

I was still naked from fucking the shit out of Caesar, yet I already had Tanner attached to my neck. Griffin appeared in the doorway, and I grinned at him. “If you still have any blood left, I’d love a taste, too.”

Actually, I felt great. Remarkably wonderful.What is this feeling? Is it happiness?

“I do. Plenty of the red stuff left for you.”

His smile was slow. “Good.” He pounced on me, and I squealed.Yes, this is happy.Griffin whispered in my ear. “I don’t like to mix sex and blood, so now I’ll feed, but when I get back from this meeting at Rowan’s behest, I’m going to fuck you into tomorrow.”

I’d just had an incredible orgasm, but I couldn’t wait.

Eleven

My stomach growled as they left, which surprised me since I’d already eaten dinner. Regardless, I was in too good of a mood to care, so I hummed my way toward the kitchen to find something to eat. I heard them pull out and I launched into song, performing a decent rendition of a Broadway musical at the fridge while I rummaged to figure out what I wanted.

I had no warning I was about to lose the ability to stand upright.

One second, I considered peanut butter and the next I was on the floor. Pain rendered me speechless and thoughtless. Nothing in the universe beyond the all-consuming horrifying agony that scorched my nerves like fire.This can only be one thing. Somewhere in my destroyed mind, I recognized it as extreme hunger, a near death need for a vampire feed. I tried to figure out which one of them was in such pain.Which one of them sank into the depths of near death so quickly that they assaulted my senses like this?

I tried to get up off the floor. I had to call, had to text. Something. What happened? All three of themjustfed. Was it a car accident? Did they get set on fire? Were they dying?

The door banged open, and although it hurt, I tried to turn my head to see who it was, but I couldn’t see as my eyes blurred.

Our visitor hauled me off the floor and shoved me against the wall. It didn’t hurt, but I wasn’t sure at this point that anything else really could. The face in front of me was recognizable, but not one I had seen in a very long time.

Ace. I wanted to say hello. I missed his face, and even though I knew he wasn’t the Ace I had once known, it was so good to see him.Beyond good. Fantastic. If only I could think past his pain, past his need. Past the utter nightmare he brought with him right then.

His eyes, red and huge, stared at me where he’d pushed me at the wall. His mouth seemed pale in comparison to his eyes, and he tilted his head.

“I told myself it couldn’t be you. The other night, when you drove through the battlefield—it couldn’t be. But it was. So easy, in fact, the smallest amount of research managed to get me here. They really should have been more careful about how they betrayed us.” He practically snarled as he spoke. “Are you working for the Betrayer? Are they?”

I’d do anything to find my voice, but like Tanner, the pain stole my ability to speak clearly. All I could do was cry out.

“What was the matter, Maci? Were you looking for some revenge because they held you prisoner last year? How did you make them turn on us?” His grip on me was strong. I couldn’t have moved even if the other pain wasn’t threatening to make me black out. I tried to talk, I really did, but all that came out was a whimper.How does Ace live like this?

Why was it so bad?

I’d ask him, if I could. My silence must have made him angrier, because he narrowed his gaze. “Just couldn’t stay away from vampires, Maci?”

He bit my wrist. I thought I couldn’t feel any more pain, that I’d reached some kind of maximum threshold, but I was wrong. It surged through me like an assault and brought with it my voice from wherever it had retreated into the void of absolute agony.

“Let go. Stop. Please. Let my wrist go.” It was shaky and strained, but I was able to understand myself perfectly well. “Feed anywhere else. Please. Just, anywhere else.”


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