Page 35 of The Dead Don't Talk
He sinks to the hilt with one thrust and a wave of euphoria washes over me.
“Fuck, I love cock,” I murmur and brace myself against the wall.
The sting of a fist in my hair is so sharp, I know it belongs to Moros before he even speaks, his thrusts punishingly echoed through the way Wilson sits idle inside me.
“Not just any cock makes you feels like this, slut. Just ours.”
My eyes roll back as Wilson reaches for my dripping length.
“Just ours,” he whispers hotly as he strokes me.
Just. Ours.
I don’t know if this means anything to them, or what they’ll remember come morning when the rain stops, but for me … it’s everything.
With Wilson’s soft coos and warmed cock, and Moros’s harsh yet filthy and sexy words, they pound not just my release out of me but my resolve, too.
Becoming a Guard was no accident and netting them … it feels like fate.
Chapter 15
Dreams in red
The past
Moros—twenty-two
Oh, fuck. What haveI done?
Crimson stains my hand, bright red and thick.
“It’s okay, Moros.” The voice is lined with the pain of the fresh punctures in his skin. Bruises.
Broken bones.
It’s raspy and deep and turns my stomach.
“I-I’m so—“
The apology gets lost in the burn of bile and iron heaving its way up my throat to land amongst the tree roots jutting up all around us.
“M-Moros. It alright. Just … help me stop the bleeding.”
I cough and spit and nod.
Looking at Wilson, at the bites across his bare chest and up his neck. The drying patches of …white… across his abdomen and down his legs. His crooked fucking nose. The trails of blood flowing from his nostrils tainted now by not just the shadows cast down from the red-tipped pines above but from me, too.
My infection.
This disease I was born with.
I turn my head and let loose another wave of vomit.
“It’s not your fault.”
“But it is!” I roar to the pile of blood and bile I’m crouched over. “I can fuckingcontrol it.”
I’ve had years and years of practice keeping myself contained. Of tamping down the haze of fevered frenzy that comes with the storm and threatens everything in its path.
