Page 40 of The Sins That Bleed
I’m sitting here alone,
Wondering what mon chéri could possibly be up to.
I can’t stopthe corners of my lips from raising as I lift my phone with the camera app open. I snap a selfie with Nico sleeping next to me, holding the front of my book up and I add a caption to accompany it.
Rai: Sleepover with Nico, he got a bit freaked out today. How are you holding up?
I watchthe dots as I wait for her to reply. I feel like a teenager waiting for his crush to text back. It’s fucking stupid but there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
Valeska: Aww mon petite fille is so cute when he sleeps.
Aren’t you a beauty. Those reading glasses are making me want to do some very dirty things to you.
I don’t missthe way she ignores my question.
Rai: Don’t start something you can’t finish, mon cauchemar.
Valeska: I always finish, mon chéri.
I curse under my breath;how can she get me so hot and bothered with a few simple words. I move the sheets off me and slip out, using the opportunity to go through the apartment and turn off the lights. I’m buying myself time.
Chicken shit.
I turn the last light out in the hall, the switch next to a large mirror that covers the wall from floor to ceiling. The only light coming from Nico’s room as it casts a soft glow over me sparks an idea.
I pull my sweats low on my hips and raise my shirt up. I tense my abs and snap a full-body picture. My hips are pulling into a deep v that leads the eye down towards the area I wish she was here to see.
To taste.
I send it over, smug with the thought that I’ve wound her up as tight as she winds me. I’m about to head back into bedwhen her message comes through and I nearly drop my phone, fumbling to catch it before it hits the floor and wakes Nico up.
I stare at the screen for a long time and my mouth salivates with the need to taste her again. I should have known that playing with fire would get me burned. What I didn’t anticipate is how much I would enjoy it.
Her picture stares back at me, taking up the whole screen from where I clicked on it. She is on display for me as she sits on a red velvet chaise lounge, placed in front of a mirror and she’s taken a picture of her reflection.
She is upside down, hanging off the edge as she snaps the selfie, her phone covering her face, her perfect tits forced toward me and begging to be touched. She has nothing on and the way she’s crossed her legs hiding the one place I wish to be right now feels like a tease.
She captioned the photo with words that make the lust thrumming through my veins, pump harder.
Valeska: I ache for your touch, mon chéri, nothing will ever satisfy the craving my body has for yours.
My cock strainshard against the fabric of my sweats, the bead of pre-cum creating a wet spot. I’m so turned on, but I can’t leave Nico to take care of myself, so I do the only thing I can before forgetting all about this.
I snap another picture, this time zooming in on the mess I’ve made. My cock outlined, the material doing nothing to hide my thick length from being seen. I send it off before forcing my thoughts down and going to bed.
My final words to her repeat in my mind until I drift off.
Rai: You’ve made a mess of me, mon cauchemar, I can’t escape you. I’m haunted by you and I fucking hate how much I don’t hate it.
CHAPTER 18
Démon Slayer
VALESKA
Hunting is instinctual to me, that’s why I don’t even have to think before I’m sprinting through the alley.
This motherfucker has been a slippery bastard, but there’s no escaping me now. He’s been on my hitlist since I first met Sunny, and I’m going to ensure he gets the full treatment from me. You don’t fuck with my best friend and get away with it.
