Page 36 of The Wraith & Her Killer

I take the stairs three at a time, knife in hand, and when I reach my door, I throw my boot into it so hard that the wood splinters and it bounces off the wall. The sheets are rumpled but Odessa’s fresh peach curls are nowhere to be seen against the black satin.

The bathroom light is on and I’m like a fucking insect, drawn to it immediately. Before I can kick that door in, too, a hand clamps down over my shoulder and pulls to spin me around, but I won’t be kept from what’s mine. My knife meets Rune’s throat and he just stares at me, unaffected by the blade currently pricking his skin just enough for a bead of blood to roll down his neck.

He simply cocks a brow. “You done?”

“Am I done?” I mock with a scoff. “I haven’t even fucking begun. The second I open that door, Calix is going to fucking feel the pain of?—”

“Adris?” The topic of conversation’s voice sounds out from somewhere behind me.

Behind me.

As in,notin the bathroom.

As if perfectly timed, Odessa chooses that exact moment to fucking release the most mind-melting moan from just beyond the door.

Well, what the fuck is happening if she’s in there alone and these two are?—

“Get the fuck out,” I snap, removing the blade when I realize just what my littleWraithis up to.

Rune just scoffs, shaking his head. “You’re welcome, you fucking moody prick.”

“Wait, why were you—” Calix’s eyes widen when Rune approaches where he stands at the threshold of my room. His dark eyes light up like a kid in a candy store and his cheeks flush to a dark, rosy shade, looking from Rune to me. “Oh,oh.You thought that I was… That she and I were… Wait.” A shit-eating grin spreads across his freckled face. “You’ve thought about it, too, haven’t you?”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Too?”

“Goodbye, Adris,” Rune mutters as he grabs Calix by the dick—literally—and leads him away before I can question why he’s thinking about Odessa. “Everything is ready for you, FYI. We’ll resurface sometime tomorrow to help with cleanup. Sort your shit out in the meantime, yeah?”

I strong arm the broken door until it’s closed, and pause. I know what he’s talking about, but his last words are almost an echo of what I told him that first night I brought Odessa back. But that’s a problem for future Adris to figure out.

My wraith moans again and just like that, I’m singular in thought again. Knowing she’s behind this door alone has me turning the handle quietly so I can spy on what she’s actually doing.

I peer through the crack and though I can’t see much, the sight before me is pretty fucking telling. She’s in the clawfoot tub in the center of the room with her pastel curls tied up in a messy knot while her head rests just off the edge. She’s wearing my noise-cancelling headphones that she’s taken a liking to while listening to any kind of music from Bach to Dark Sins.

That explains why she’s completely unperturbed by my kicking the door in.

One of her legs, an even deeper tan now that she’s spent time outside, is propped up against the side of the tub and the detachable shower head is nowhere to be seen.

My dick was already hard from the first time I heard her moan in my ear, but it’s fucking steel now just watching as her brows draw together and her full lips part on a soft “Oh.”

Her eyes are closed when I quietly slink into the room with her, ready to show her exactly who owns her pleasure, but I’m given pause when her body begins to coil and undulate beneath her own ministrations.

“Adris,”she cries, her eyes still closed. “Oh, fuck… I need you.”

Well, if she insists.

The second I approach the tub, I lean over her until I’m inches away with one hand braced on the ledge next to her head whilethe other dips into the hot water. I watch her for a moment, her body undulating beneath the pulse of the spray. I watch as the muscles of her abdomen begin to tighten and I know she’s about to come.

Before she can finish, I’m gripping her throat and her eyes fly open in panic before settling on me, headphones falling off the back of her head and clattering onto the floor, then her smile fucking morphs into something downright sinister.

“Took you long enough,” she fucking teases, flashing her perfect teeth at me.

“I had no idea you missed me this much, Wraith.” I groan against her lips, my hand in the water dipping lower until the tips of my fingers barely brush against her clit and she jerks against me. “What’s the matter, baby? Did I leave my little wife unsatisfied when I left you passed out from fucking you six ways to Sunday this morning?”

Her eyes roll back when I run the length of my middle finger along the length of her pussy. I can feel her wetness even while fully submerged in this bath.

“You know, I think it’syouthat’s turnedmeinto a monster,” she moans when I dip the tip of my finger inside of her and quickly pull out, “because I need to feel you all the time now.”

Her words rush past her lips so fast that it sounds like one continuous word. Andfuck me,they do something to me.

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