Page 51 of The Stone Survival
She cries out in surprise but relaxes as I slide down her body.
Infernal females are larger, sturdier. Their skin is tougher and hardier, able to take a rough rutting. But this female is soft and pliant; her sexual core is silk against my tongue. Wet, warm, the scent and taste pleasing like an obrin fruit. There’s a nub here that makes her cry out wantonly every time I flick it with my tongue. I suck on it, and she grabs my hair, pressing herself to my mouth.
I’m unraveling, the sensation at my groin so intense now it’s almost painful. I need her to find release before the host wakens. What’s this? I push my tongue into the hole, and it grips me. Yes, I think I know what this is. I thrust in and out, and she bucks against me.
“Serath, fuck, yes, yes.” A thick, creamy substance coats my tongue, and I eat it up, sucking on her like I’m hollowing out an obrin fruit.
Her body twitches and jerks and finally falls still. I extricate myself from her trembling thighs to find her watching me from eyes at half-mast. Her lips are swollen, mouth parted, chest heaving.
“You’ve been holding out,” she growls. Her gaze drops to my groin…hisgroin. His cock. “My turn.”
“No.” I push her back onto the bed. “You sleep. It’s late.”
She frowns up at me. “And you’ll be able to sleep with that?” She arches a brow at the arousal that juts between us.
“I’ll be fine.” I kiss her on the forehead the same way I’ve seen him do, and something inside me softens.
I pull away sharply. “I need to walk. I’ll be back. Sleep.”
I dress quickly and leave the room, needing to get away from her and the way she makes me feel.
I needto get the taste of her out of my mouth, otherwise, the host will know. Eyes of ember, what if she talks to him about this? What have I done?
I pour a glass of water in the kitchen and drain it.
“Serath? You okay?” a male voice asks from the shadow of the lounge.
Levi. This one is called Levi. We’ve spoken before. “I’m fine. Just…thirsty.”
“How’s Cameron? Today was…a lot.”
I haven’t got all the details, but I go along with it. “Yes. It was.”
“Tell you the truth, I’m nervous. Everything hinges on my father’s cooperation.”
His father is Ulrickson. I know that much. I don’t say anything in the hopes that he’ll continue.
“I still can’t believe he’s involved, that he allowed himself to get tangled up in this mess. I’ve been wondering if…if maybe the blackmail they’re using on him has something to do with what happened to your parents.”
I have no clue what he’s talking about. “What do you mean?”
“I mean…maybe the faction is responsible. Maybe they did something to stop backup being alerted that night, leaving your parents to fend for themselves, and maybe they’ve done something to pin it on my father to make it look like he was responsible somehow.” He runs a hand down his face. “I know, Iknow. I sound like I’m clutching at straws, but I don’t want him to be the bad guy. It makes me sick to my stomach.”
“I understand.” But I don’t.
“Do you?” He takes a step forward. “If he turns out to be a monster, will we…you and I…ever be able to get past it, to be…family?”
Eyes of ember, what do I say? “Why should we pay for the sins of our fathers?”
He exhales sharply. “Yes. Yes, exactly.” He smiles, clearly relieved. “I’m glad that if I had to lose Cameron, it was to someone like you.”
I’m not sure what to say to that, so I keep quiet.
“I better get some sleep,” he says. “Tomorrow is going to be a long day, and maybe at the end of it, we’ll finally know where to find this fucking faction.” He walks out of the room, leaving me with a heart pounding with hope.
If what he says is true, then my goal is closer than I thought.
Serath stirs in the back of my mind. Fire and ash, I need to get back to his bed and fast.
