Page 73 of Blood Bought

“Yeah, but it’s so rare these days I can count on one hand the amount of vampires I’ve come across with it. Granted, most avoid the ritual, but still. We wanted to stay young and powerful. I’ve already lived five hundred years now, which would have been about half my life. Now, I’m truly immortal.”

I shuddered at the implication that long after I was ash in the ground, he would live on, exactly as he is right now. “That’s... crazy. I don’t know if I’d ever want to live that long, especially without a family around me. Guess you got lucky with Renzo and Kellian.” That thought reminded me of something else, so while I was on a roll, I bit my lip and grabbed Alaris’ cock through his pants. “One more question. Speaking of families, I’d like to know whether or not I’m going to have a little Obsidian baby soon since you don’t seem to have ever heard of condoms.”

“What are those, they sound horrible,” he growled, rutting into my hand for more. “Yes, you will. Only a matter of time until your womb is ready. My seed is doing its job, getting it nice and strong for the prince you will carry.”

I opened my mouth to point out how archaic that sounded, then rememberedhewas fucking archaic. It made me smile despite the insinuation. “Princess, probably. Just another Silk woman to talk back to you and drive you nuts,” I quipped, squeezing him then letting go to pretend to scope out the room I didn’t care about. “Definitely think condoms are in order.”

“I don’t know if I could handle two of you. Might have to find some sort of silencing spell,” he teased, dark eyes watching me. “But still, no. I won’t wear a condom. Those are for humans not to have accidents. We don’t have accidents. You’ll get pregnant when your body is ready—” he seemed to realize how it sounded, because he switched his tone— “unless you don’t want that? I suppose you should have a choice.”

“Oh, you suppose? How chivalrous of you.” I pricked my finger on a fire poker on purpose, watching the way his eyes changed as the blood started seeping from my skin. “Oops.”

As I sucked my finger into my mouth, he closed the distance so quickly I missed the movement completely, and then he tugged that finger from my mouth to suck it in his.“Mine.”

I pulled it right back out and huffed, wiping it on my shirt as my core tightened. “I was busy. You’ll have to wait,” I said, bending over the side of the couch in a show of checking the cushions, but I mainly just wanted to test him. “These are nice and firm.”

The slap he placed on my ass was sharp. “So are these. And I th—”

“Ris,” Renzo interrupted. “We need to talk.”

“Later.” Alaris tugged me up by my hair and pulled me in. “My girl’s dodged her punishment for long enough. I’m busy.”

We appeared a second later in his bedroom, his hand still tight in my hair. “Wait,” I gasped. “That was probably about the Shield they found. Shouldn’t you... go?”

“I will. The whole world can wait. You aren’t getting out of it this time. Do you like the clothes you’re wearing?”

I glanced down at the faded camo tank top and nodded. “Yes, I’ve grown a little attached to it.”

“Then I suggest you take it off quickly. As in, before I come back.”

He disappeared then, so I hastily unlaced and kicked off my boots, shoved my jeans down and tossed that tank off. I stayed in my bra and undies knowing he’d want something left to rip off my body, then allowed myself a single moment to grin like an idiot. For as much as I pushed him, this was exactly what I wanted to happen.

When he returned, he had a bottle of lube in his hand, along with the same wooden paddle he had at the cabin. He eyed me like I was his favorite meal and then reached out to rip the bra from my chest and palm my breasts. “Beautiful. All of you. Do you remember when I said I wanted to know how loud you could scream?”

The memory of the first time I’d ever seen him was as clear as day in my mind as those words made me wetter than hell. “Yes, Sir. I remember.”

He smirked. “Bend over the couch and don’t hold back. We’re going to make our own music, baby.”

Oh fuck yes.I obliged quickly, wiggling my ass a little as I planted my feet and tried to breathe. “Who picked these panties out? Seems like it might’ve been Renzo.”

Suddenly, they were being roughly torn from my body. “I will be buying your panties from now on. The fact that he held these and now they’re on your skin is making me...” he trailed off, then slapped my ass with his hand and started rubbing.

The pain was just a tease, just a taste of what was coming, and I was salivating for it. “Making you what? Jealous?” I asked.

“Yes,” he growled, nails scratching down my skin and then a slick finger poked in a place no one had ever touched before. “So tight, sweet girl.”

It was the last piece of me he hadn’t taken for his own. That finger burned, but not as much as my desire for him — so I rocked back to take it deeper. “Is that how you’re gonna make me scream?”

“Yes. But not yet. I’m going to stretch you, spank you, then fuck you, all in this position right here. Your face pressed into the couch while I take what I need from you and I take all the jealousy in my body out on your ass. Do you understand?”

My heart beat violently as my blood thrummed and my thighs clenched. “Yes,” I breathed. “I understand, Alaris.”

“Good girl.”

He started slowly, much slower than I thought he would, but he whispered praises and walked me through it, reminding me to breathe and letting me know he wasn’t going to let me rip. He would ruin me, but he wouldn’t rip me.

At least he had lines.

By the time he was pleased with his work prepping me, he started rubbing my ass again, letting me know it was time for my true punishment — and I’d somehow managed to make my number go even higher than before. “Nine, Sweets, one more for grabbing my cock and then letting it go before I got my fill.”

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