Page 33 of Curiosity

He shrugged. “Five minutes ago, they were just fucking,” he shrugged. “I would’ve had you out of here beforethisstarted.”

I nodded, but before I could reply, Irina had approached. She did a little double take after she’d looked at me, then looked at Elias.

“I see you couldn’t help yourself,” she smirked, and he shook his head.

“She insisted.”

“Undoubtedly a stretch of the truth,” Irina laughed, then turned to pull me into her arms. “Welcome to the fold, Celeste.”

“Uh… thank you,” I said, hugging her back. “So… you too, huh? That’s why you couldn’t answer when I tried to get the truth out of you earlier?”

“I’m sorry,” she said, with a slightly bowed head. “Blood first. You’ll understand.”

I was sure I would.

But for now, I was suddenly feeling dizzy again – something Elias immediately responded to, without me even having to say it.

“You need your first injection,” he murmured to me, encouraging me to lean into him as led me out of the party.

Back up the elevator.

Back to the penthouse.

Back to the bedroom.

I watched it all – the preparations, the sterilization, the administering of one of those same little vials I’d disposed of earlier in the bathroom.

Already, such a strange shift to my entire…being.

The blood took effect quick.

All that sudden fatigue was gone, and I was right back to what I’d been before, observing the performance art downstairs.

Horny.

I looked at Elias, but he was already looking at me.

Ready.

The thought was barely across my mind before I was all over him and he was all over me, stripping each other down to nothing.

There was no preamble, just me shoved against the wall, legs hiked high around his waist as Elias tried his very best to impale me on his dick. This time, my pussy molded to him easily, taking every inch of girth and length as he rocked his hips up.

My hands went to his ass cheeks, nails digging in, encouraging him to give me more.

Faster.

Deeper.

Ilovedthe sound of him slamming into me.

In no time, we were both wet and sweaty, and healreadyhad me building into a fucking frenzy. His mouth went to my neck, teeth sinking in again, making my knees go weak. I was on fire inthe best possible way, my nerve endings in a complete hysteria, pussy clenching trying to take him deeper, clit throbbing with the friction of him being pressed so tight against me.

I felt…everything.

He was in my head, lauding the feel of my pussy, the taste of my blood, the strength of my heart beating. I could feel his too, thumping hard against my breasts smashed between us, could smell the salt of his sweaty skin.

I could feelhispleasure.

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