“She gets under my skin.”
“You want to fuck her,” he says, climbing into the passenger seat.
“You can shut your fucking mouth or you can stay here and sulk in your room all day while she prances her blood around in front of you.”
“Admit it and I’ll stop.”
“What the fuck, E? Why are you pressing this?”
“Because I haven’t seen you like this with anyone in a long time.”
“I don’t want to fuck her.”
He blows out a cool breath. “You can’t get enough of her. The way you just were with her.”
“That. You think because of that, I want to fuck her?”
“If you don’t think that, then you’re lying to yourself. I’m surprised your cock isn’t still hard.”
“Still?”
“Oh brother, I saw it twitch in your pants when you had her by the throat. She liked you being rough, and you liked that she liked it.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
He zips his lips with an imaginary zipper, then locks it with a key and tosses it out the window.
“Really?” I smirk.
He winks and after a beat asks, “Where are we going today?”
“I don’t fucking know. Away from that house and her.”
EVERLEE - LIBRARIES ARE KINKY AF
WhatamIdoing?Playing chicken with a vampire and going toe to toe with a werewolf. And last night? What was that? A nightmare? It didn’t feel like a nightmare. It felt more like a memory, like an ancestral memory. The bone crushing sadness I felt when that man, no, that dragon shifter, was pulling me away from… my mom? Only that wasn’t my mom. It was another woman. And the Cliffs of Morgai. I’ve only ever heard of it, almost like it’s a mythological place that doesn’t really exist, but I saw it. Well, I think I saw it.
Overwhelmed, I fall into the freshly made bed and stare at the ceiling. I need to figure out more about the true fae, and the book Callum let me borrow last night was no help. I couldn’t read anything.
Did Callum think I could? Is that why he gave it to me? Is the book what caused those dreams… no, memories? Last night?
Giving myself a few more minutes to put as many pieces together as I can, I roll out of bed, and grab the book off the chaise, and head back to the library. The goal for today is to learn all that I can about the true fae and try to figure out if Morgai is an actual place and where it’s at.
A few minutes later, I’m walking into the library and find Callum sitting at the oversized desk in the middle with a book laid on the desk. The library looks more impressive in the daylight. Larger somehow, if that were possible. The large arched floor to ceiling window on the wall opposite the door, behind Callum’s desk, is inviting. There’s a bench that lines the wall in front of it- a perfect reading nook to relax in and waste the day away.
He looks up at me and smiles, “Back so soon?”
“I couldn’t read this book. It’s in some other language.”
He shrugs.
“You knew that?”
“Yes. It was a test of sorts.”
“A test? Is this all some sort of game to you?”
“A game? Not at all.”
