Page 94 of Blood Oath
“You gave me my first orgasm, so your ass is safe. For now,” I murmur, more relaxed than I’ve felt in…I don’t even know how long.
Baelfire kisses my neck again. “You’re so damn perfect.”
Crypt catches my eye and settles on my other side, propping himself up on one arm. I blink when he places a light kiss on the tip of my nose, his expression dreamy as he gazes at me.
This moment feels…nice. Intimate.
Far too intimate.
Just like their skin. All over mine.
My breathing turns shallow, and I swallow hard. Cold sweat slowly breaks out over my body as memories from years ago come flooding back, washing away the delicious afterglow and triggering my gag reflex.
Rotting flesh. Oozing innards. Hands on me as I tried to stifle my cries. The pain and conditioning and the cold stone rough against my fresh wounds as I cried myself to sleep.
Shit. My system is starting to freak out. I need to distract myself, but I’m freezing up.
Baelfire tenses and sits up, brow furrowed. “Boo? What’s wrong? Why are you?—”
“Excuse me,” I whisper hoarsely, and then I run to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before dropping to my knees and heaving. Gentle hands pull my hair back from my face, and finally, I shiver and wipe my face.
Silas’s face is steely when I glance over my shoulder, but his irises burn with the questions I know he wants to ask. Baelfire looks stricken in the doorway, and Crypt appears murderous—not at me. Just in general. As if he wants to strangle whatever is haunting me.
But some ghosts are all in our heads.
“Relax. It wasn’t you guys,” I mutter, standing and remembering I’m very naked. I’m grateful when Silas quickly hands me a white bathrobe. It’s fluffy and soft and makes this awkward moment slightly more bearable.
Baelfire reaches out to fuss over me, but I step back quickly on instinct because I genuinely can’t handle anything else right now. A flash of hurt crosses his face, but he covers it quickly with a small, encouraging smile.
“Would a hot shower and buttery popcorn help? We can set up that freaky slasher movie night while we wait for you to get back,” he offers.
He’s giving me space to process.
It’s sweet. Bittersweet, because when I glance at the bathroom windows, I estimate that I only have five hours to get the beating heart to Melchom in order to get the nightshade root powder. But…I followed Lykoudis’s social media updates earlier today, and I know generally where he is. Demons travel fast. I could easily make this hit in two hours.
Which means it’s my choice to leave now or stay for the movie. Do I want as much as I can get with them before I have to disappear?
Yes.
I find my mouth turning up in a small smile. “Pick something extra gory.”
They mention setting up the movie night in the suite Silas stayed in several doors down and file out. At least, Baelfire and Silas file out. Crypt slips back into Limbo and lingers longer than he should while I turn on the shower and watch the steam start to rise. When I flip off the general void around me, Crypt slips away until I can’t longer sense him.
Slipping out of the bathrobe and under the warm stream of water, I shut my eyes and breathe deeply. My story will end badly, but those moments with them earlier…
I get to keep those.
Now, I just have to ignore the temptation to try to keep them, too.
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Gods on high, please help me endure this.
My cock throbs in my pants.
Leaving that hallway did little good. I was trying to put distance between us to prevent myself from going in there and ruining everything, but my pulse pounds in my ears, and it feels like the world is melting around me as I make my retreat. Swearing, I shut myself in my guest room and immediately brace against the wall, pulling out my steel-hard cock and squeezing the base of it hard.
