I plant my lips on hers, closing my eyes and savoring her, indulging in all the scents and flavors around us, reveling in the feeling of herbodypressed tightly against mine, her otherworldly pussy sheathing my cock.
Slowly, I start moving inside her again, ready to earn those other five orgasms she still fucking owes me.
"So this is it, huh?" Isla asks, settling on the couch beside me with a book in her hand.
She hands it to me, and I twist it, looking at it from every angle. The only thing more strange than the look of it is the smell. It smells old and very, very dead. With a tinge of what I can only imagine is all the ways Alastor tried to destroy it.
"The Sanctus Sculitis Benedici," I say aloud, handing it back to her. "Somehow I don't think I'm supposed to be the one to touch it."
Just holding it gave me the fucking creeps. Something evil lives inside that book. If I had been paying any attention before, I would have felt it. But now that I have the time to notice, I can feel the way it warps everything around it, like it sucks all the life and joy out of the world.
Isla opens it, immediately slamming it closed.
"What?" I ask her, "What's in there?"
"It's made out of human flesh," she heaves, letting it dangle from her fingers like it's a fucking snake.
"How can you tell?"
"How can't you?" she asks me.
It just looks like old leather to me, so I shrug, wondering if she can see it in a way that I just can't. If only hunters can see it for what it is.
"You need to get rid of it," she tells me, tossing it onto the coffee table. "I... I don't want it here."
I genuinely don't understand the fear I can feel clawing up her throat, the way just having it within proximity seems to suffocate her. But if she needs it to be far, far away from her, then that's what we'll do.
I blow out a breath, sending the fucking thing through the Aether into my office downstairs to deal with later. "Come here."
She crawls into my lap, rubbing her fingers together as if she could wipe off whatever bad energy was inside the book.
"I've been thinking," I tell her.
"Dangerous, but okay," she laughs.
I pinch her ass, grinning at her smart mouth, "Anyway, I was thinking about this already and I think maybe your reaction to the book is a good an opportunity as any to bring it up."
She raises a single immaculate brow, "Yeah?"
"What if instead of getting the book out of here, it's you and I who leave?" I ease her hair off her shoulder, leaning in to kiss her collarbone.
"Why would we leave?" she asks, leaning away from my wandering lips. "We just got here."
"Well," I pull her closer, chastely planting my lips on hers. "Things have changed."
Her eyes narrow suspiciously.
"Now that we are bonded, as you know, your uterus is no longer at risk of being used to grow their ranks, but your blood is also... tainted," I can't think of a better word.
"Tainted?" she smirks.
I scratch the back of my neck, not really having prepared a good way to tell her any of this. "Yeah, I mean it's all mixed up and jumbled with mine, now. I can smell it on you."
She laughs outright, throwing her head back, "Does it smell good at least?"
A playful growl rumbles my chest as I lean in and graze her pulse with my teeth, "Fucking delicious."
Pushing me away again, she looks around the bunker, "Are you saying I can leave?"
