“Morrigan!”I shriek, but the carriage driver cracks the whip and the horses lurch forward, clopping against the driveway cobbles.I stare at the carriage while trotting after it.“MOTHERFUCKER,” I yell.
The window drops, and Morrigan’s hand sticks out to give me the birdie.I can hear her laughing even as the carriage disappears into the distance.
She knew?How did she know?I mean, sure I didn’t leave Dahlia’s side in the hospital, but it’s not like we openly showed any kind of affection.No one saw her finger fuck me on the dance floor.The more I ponder her words, the more I realise what she was really saying.
“Almost like something is missing… I think you’ve found someone to entertain you.”
She did know.She was telling me to go.
I stare at the path where the carriage was.
“Shit.”
* * *
Night has long past fallen by the time I cross into Sangui City and make my way to the Whisper Club.I have no idea what I’m doing.How the hell am I going to find a single vampire in an entire city?
I figure I made it to the Whisper Club before and that’s where we met, so someone there is bound to know how to find her.
But I don’t even reach the club room.I put my hand on the club door handle and notice a strange little gargoyle creature staring down at me.I swear it moves, but I don’t have time to check because the door swings open.
“What the fuck?I was just leaving to come to New Imperium,” Dahlia says.
“Too bad.I got here first, and I figure you owe me,” I say.
Her lips twitch, she raises an eyebrow at me, and I know it’s taking every ounce of dominance she has not to grin.She hooks her finger inside the collar of my top and pulls me inside.
“And how do you work that out, Princess?”
I back up, she closes the gap.
The air around us ignites with electricity.Fuck, I’ve missed this.She hasn’t even touched me and my skin is alive.My back hits the textured fabric wallpaper of the hallway wall.She places her arms either side of me, pinning me in place all over again.My stomach flutters.Her dark eyes are alight; those pools that sucked me in weeks ago.That kept sucking me in during the wedding visit and pulled me back to her weeks later.
My lips part, I try to find the right words, but I’m all turned around.Jittery with the need to touch her.
“You told me that if you bit me while you fucked me, it would be the biggest orgasm of my life…”
“Mmm, I did say that.”She licks her lips.I can feel the touch of her gaze dragging down my body, peeling my clothes off.
“You said we had to save it for another time.Well, Dahlia St Clair, it is another time.And I’m owed.So how about you fuck me, and bite me, and give me the best fucking orgasm of my life?”
She shakes her head and tuts at me.“Such a demanding little brat, aren’t you?”
I suck in my bottom lip, fluttering my eyelashes at her.“How about I earn my orgasm?I believe you said ittasteslike the best orgasm of your life.So how about I fuck you and you bite me?”
My fingers find their way to her trousers and unbuckle the button.She grabs my wrist and holds me there.
“I… I don’t normally…” she starts.
I pull away, my cheeks flushing.I didn’t realise she didn’t want me to touch her.“Oh gods, I’m sorry.That’s totally okay.We don’t have to do that.”
“No,” she says.“I want to.Just.Not out here.”
Lightning fast, she picks me up by the thighs, flings me over her shoulder and speeds us through the club.I squeal as she moves me faster than I’ve ever moved in my life.My hair licks out like coiled whips.We veer down a really dark corridor and halt outside a black door with a single blood-red droplet emblazoned on it.
Dahlia kicks the door open and barks, “OUT.”
I can’t see much around Dahlia’s thighs, but I do feel the brush of several bodies as they abandon the room.
