Page 69 of The Sins That Bleed
She pulls me into a hug and shock takes over. This is not what I was expecting, and it takes me a moment to hug her back. I close my eyes to keep the tears that threaten to fall at bay.
I’ve cried more in the last week than I’ve ever done in my life. I’m turning into wet fucking lettuce.
With barely a whisper, she speaks to me so quietly that the others can’t hear her. I listen, squeezing her tighter with every word that moves past her lips.
“I’m so sorry for what I said the other day. I didn’t mean it, and no matter how fucked up this situation is, I know you were only trying to do the right thing by carrying it on your shoulders alone. You’re not a monster, Valeska, you are a saint, both cruel and kind, but it doesn’t mean you are a bad person. Forgive me, please, for being so cruel to you when you’ve only ever been kind to me.” She sniffs back her own tears.
I whisper back, “There’s nothing to forgive, Sunny.”
She steps back and looks at me, this time smiling a genuine smile, and having my best friend back eases the pressure in my chest. I mirror her smile before telling her to enjoy her night and leaving with Rai.
We walk in silence towards our suites, and I appreciate him not asking me what is going on with Sunny and me. I still don’t think being around him is a good idea right now. The things I want to do to him will only exacerbate the guilt.
I’m about to part ways with him at the end of the hall but I halt when he reaches out, snagging my hand in his and turningme toward his large frame. I look into his eyes and see desire, need, and warmth swirling in his bright blue eyes.
He’s not making this easy for me.
“Stay with me, please? I can’t stand to be another second without you, mon cauchemar.” His deep voice has my body lighting up at the delicious promises of what the evening could hold for me if I go with him.
“I should go feed; it’s not safe for you. I already drank from you once and I won’t put you at risk again.”
He steps closer, his hand cupping my face before sinking into my hair. He tugs gently so my head tips up towards his. I’d only need to push up on my toes and our lips would connect.
“Feed from me, drink my blood, take what you need from me, mon cauchemar, whilst I fill you up with my cock. I want to satisfy you in every single way. You’re mine.”
He jerks me into him and his hard cock presses into me, ready to be inside me. I supress a moan. I want to give in, but I can’t. He doesn’t know what he is asking of me right now.
“I won’t do it, it’s not safe for you. Even if I could stop without taking too much, you will be woozy and unwell the next day. I can’t put you through that again. Don’t ask me to hurt you any more than I already have.”
I try to move out of his hold but his grip in my hair tightens, and his free hand squeezes my hip, and I’m stuck to him.
“I don’t fucking care, Valeska. Ineedyou. All week I’ve been unable to think of anything else but you; are you telling me you haven’t been the same? That you’ve not touched yourself while thinking of me, my name leaving your lips as you come? I know you have, because I’ve spent the week calling out your name, and now I have you in front of me, I’m not going back to dreaming about what it will feel like. Not when I can have the real thing.” His words come out in a growl, and I turn molten, struggling to hold on to the reason I shouldn’t do this.
I forget entirely when his mouth connects with mine.
He consumes me, demanding and controlling the way our mouths move together. Taking, taking, taking and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I moan and my fingers find his belt loops, tugging him as close to me as I can get.
He swipes at my lips with his tongue, seeking entrance, and I open for him, swirling in a rhythm as if we’ve done this for a lifetime already. All the reasons to stop float away as we kiss. He only breaks away so he can catch his breath, his forehead pressed to mine as we soak in what we’ve just done.
We’ve crossed a line that we can’t come back from.
I peek up at Rai to find him already looking at me. I’ll give him anything he wants right now. I try one more time to free myself from him, but he doesn’t budge so I give in—let this be our final night together, one that I will make count for the both of us, for eternity.
“Fuck it,” leaves my lips as I pull him back to me and kiss him with everything I have.
He guides me to his door, his mouth never leaving mine and I’m grateful because I never want him to stop kissing me. His hand disappears from my body as he searches for his key and once he has it, I hear it clashing with the lock as he tries to find the keyhole.
“Shit,” he mumbles after pulling back from kissing me, struggling to get the door unlocked.
I move so he can see what he’s doing, and the satisfying click tells me he’s done it. He swings the door open and walks me backward into his suite before kicking the door closed. He spins us and pushes me up against the door, this time locking us in with no problem even though his mouth is on mine.
As soon as his hand is free, he grips my hips and lifts me from the floor. I wrap my legs around him as he pins me into place. My arms snake around his neck and his mouth peppers kissesalong my jaw and down my neck, biting and sucking before licking over the sting.
“Mon cauchemar, please. I beg you to let me have you tonight, I need to be inside you.” His words are a whispered breath against my ear.
I shiver from the sensation, unable to form words to respond and say yes. It’s everything I want and need, but still the cloud of guilt hangs over me. This is wrong. I can’t speak as his lips explore the exposed skin of my neck.
And then his mouth is no longer on me and my feet are firmly back on the floor, my lips swollen and my neck warm from his lavishing touch. I open my eyes but Rai is not standing in front of me, I look down.
