Page 21 of Bitter End


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My heart raced and my pulse jumped. “Hours? Really?” I wasn’t sure if I should be excited or scared at that prospect.

He leaned close to whisper against my ear as he rubbed the head of his stiff cock over me. “Our bond is pure energy.” He slid a hand under me and moved the other hand between my thighs from behind. He parted my lips and pushed two fingers inside without warning, sliding them in deep over and over with ease.

He ran them over my inner wall but kept his fingers together so they could only reach so far inside. I let out a breathless moan, letting my head fall forward.

His mouth peppered kisses across my back as he shovedmy shirt back up. I pulled it back off, tossing it away. He teased my clit with his thumb.

Then, without warning, he lifted my hips, holding me still as he filled me from behind.

He fucked me hard and fast, taking what he wanted from me. It lasted for hours. Every time I thought he was spent, he found new ways to position me.

We didn't sleep a wink, but I never once complained.

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I wokeup tucked into bed with the heavy quilt wrapped around me. I was sticky with sweat, so I decided to take a shower.

The guys were nowhere to be found, so I grabbed some clothes from my bag and silently crept toward the bathroom, my inner thighs aching with every step.

I smiled to myself, thinking back to my night in the car with Thane. My whole body tingled when I remembered the way he handled me with such expert care. I’d never been fucked in a car before, so that was a brand new one for the books. I giggled to myself as I turned the shower on as hot as I could get it.

I stared at myself in the mirror above the sink, noting the disheveled state of my curls. My hair had finally grown past my shoulders, and my tight curls were becoming unmanageable.

But I noticed something else I learned while peering at my face. I realized my skin appeared much more clear thanjust a few days ago. My eyes were a bright, almost electric green, and gone were the tired bags that once made me look like I was knocking on Death’s door.

I suddenly wondered if there was more to what happened between Thane and me than just sex last night. We had this soul bond between us that I still didn’t know much about. Magic tied us together, and I wondered if somehow it was responsible for these small changes in me. I even felt more energized this morning than I had even before coming to Sol City.

I stepped into the warm spray of the shower, groaning as I let the heat sink into my skin.

The sound of the bathroom door opening had me smiling to myself. It was Warrik. I knew it without turning to look as he slipped in behind me and closed the door. He pulled me into his arms, his cock already stiffening against my ass.

I giggled, turning around in his arms to press myself against him, loving the feel of his strong body against mine. He was so fucking huge that he filled up the entire shower with his powerful body.

He licked up the side of my neck, showering warm kisses on my skin as he did before pulling back to look into my eyes.

“Morning, big man,” I said sleepily while smiling to myself, feeling the heat rise inside me, my thighs suddenly aching for a whole new reason.

“You must be exhausted after your little sleepover in the car with my brother last night,” he said coyly, kissing me again, warming my lips with his own, making me feel light-headed. “I might be a little jealous.” He turned me around to face him, lifting me up as I wrapped my legs around his waist. “I hope you’re not too tired for this…”

I watched spellbound as water dripped down his thick chest muscles, curving over his arms that pinned me against the wall.

“I’m a little sore,” I said with a teasing smile.

He arched a thick, black brow. “I’d be disappointed in him if you weren’t.”

I laughed, warmth blooming in my chest at the acceptance in those words. I should have known that War would have been fully aware of what happened between Thane and me. Vampires could hear things miles away, and he’d been out running the perimeter.

Thinking about him listening in on us had my blood running hot. I licked my lips, my eyes flickering toward his mouth. “Are you thirsty?”

His eyes visibly darkened until there was no longer any color left; vampire black consumed the multicolored iris. Dark veins crept under the skin beneath his eyes as he glanced at my thrumming pulse. I knew he could hear my heart racing in anticipation.

He licked his lips. “I’m ravenous…”

"Then let me fix that,” I said, my voice pitched low with need. I tilted my head to the side, letting my wet hair fall off my shoulder.

His eyes were pinned to my neck, and I could feel his cock stiffening against my core. He wasn’t even trying to fight this, and a thrill ran through me.

He moved so fast that I couldn’t even react, his fangs piercing my neck. Pleasure erupted between us, and we both moaned as my blood gushed into his mouth. I could feel each long pull he took from me, and some of it dripped down between us, the red mixing with the water and pouring down our naked skin.