Page 67 of Blood Bought

“As far as I know, they’re not,” I mumbled, hissing as he moved and I felt like I was splitting in half. “Were you trying to break the bed, orme?”

“Not you.” He met my gaze, looking down at me with his hand on my chin. “I could never break you, you’re too strong.”

My entire body begged to differ, but I still blamed that at least a little on Ciro. “Alaris, you could snap my bones with a flick of your wrist. You can absolutely break me.”

He shook his head like what he was thinking about was much deeper things than my bones, but I knew he wouldn’t clarify. “If I ever did, I’d heal you right away and I promise it would be an accident.”

I pulled him into a slow, steady kiss, choosing not to think about the fact that one day, one of those accidents might have permanent consequences.

Chapter Twenty-Nine:

Having Kell and Renzobring us a new bed was awkward, but waking up in Alaris’ arms was worth it. It was the first time I’d truly gotten to do it since he’d been stolen from me the last time we’d tried, so I was eager to make it an experience he’d want to repeat. He was snoring quietly as I kissed down his chest, taking my time mapping out the scars and tattoos on my way down.

Ris didn’t so much as flinch until I was dragging my tongue down the length of his cock, and even then, the only thing that moved was the heavy mass I was breathing on. With the way it jerked, I could have sworn it had a mind of its own.

Good. I kissed and licked until he was rock solid and easily sliding into my mouth, then took a deep breath and took it deeper, deeper, not stopping until my throat felt like it would break open with the strain of it.

Alaris moaned, rolling his hips slightly as he peeked down at me lazily. “Morning, Sweets.”

“Morning.” I sucked a little faster, humming around him and gripping his thighs to steady myself.

“Fuck,” he gasped, reaching down to pet my head so gently it caught me off guard. “Control is yours this time. All yours.”

Something about that built me up and gave me more confidence than I’d have had otherwise. I shifted my knees forward until I could balance on those and used both hands to stroke him as I focused on the head. This way, I could move easier, could work my tongue instead of pinning it down with that heavy, hot length.

He was speechless, incoherent words dripping from his lips without any rhyme or reason, but it was amazing to see him that way. To feel him coming apart from me alone, not for how he was using me or bending me or breaking me. For somethingIwas doing tohim.

I pulled that orgasm from him and stayed right where I was after, curious about what it would feel like for that sated cock to go soft on my tongue.

When it did, it was still heavy, all of him was heavy as he ran his hand through my hair and then he tilted up my gaze so he could see my eyes. “So pretty with a mouth full of cock.”

As it got harder to hold that position despite his praises, I carefully lifted off and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “So what happens now? When we go back, I mean.”

“I pretend I’m not going to kill him the first opportunity I get, and you keep your bracelet on always.” He pulled me in to lay on his chest and wrapped me up in his strong arms. “I’ll keep you safe, but the way things are going... something will have to change soon. This way of living... I don’t know. I just feel like vampires could be doing better. Or... more? That’s probably not what you meant.”

“Hold on. I swear you just said ‘pretend’ you aren’t going to kill Ciro. Did I hear that right? Is this more of our little lying game?” I asked. “That’s it, right? The game?”

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