Page 78 of Killer of the Bells
Vale watched us with an air ofI’m happy simply observing and low-key judging all of youas Baz, Vix, and I went slash happy on a field of snowmen stuffed with balloons filled with splashy red stuff.
That little adventure led to shower number two.
After shower number two, Vale took me outside to the backyard. He pointed out several trapped Christmas decorations, slowly vanishing under the falling snow and said, “This is from Vix. He would have shown you himself, but he’s busy with another surprise.”
Vix’s idea of decorations seemed to be taking Halloween decorations, slapping a Santa hat on them, and then making them as lethal as possible, and I was all in.
Before we got to whatever Vale wanted to show me, he stopped me, touched the blue stripe in my hair, and said, “You’re beautiful in the snow.”
I looked up at him, blinking snow out of my eyes and… that’s how I got my second fucking of the day.
When the wood siding of the house began to protest our lovemaking with a dangerous cracking sound, instead of easing back, Vale only turned up the heat, and I cried out in wordless encouragement.
“Does my needy little hole like this?” Vale asked, his eyes glowing as he watched me fall apart around him. “Should I ruin it completely?”
“I’m yours, Vale,” I panted. “Yours to destroy if you want.”
Vale took one hand away from my hips, and I wrapped my legs around him tightly. He grasped my throat and squeezed until my vision blurred.
“Tell me how much you want this,” Vale said, his gentle tone a beautiful contrast to the havoc he was wreaking on my body.
“I want it, Vale. Fuck, I need it. Please…”
Vale bit into my neck and began to feed while driving into me. As soon as his fangs sank into my flesh, I began to come, and the magic of our curse held me suspended in that moment for an endless amount of time.
I stayed there, in glorious bliss as I felt all of Vale’s love pouring through our soul bond. It was everything.
Two traumatized, fucked up people had somehow managed to be perfectly imperfect together.
I don’t know how long we stayed that way, but when Vale finally released me, I was glowing so brightly that the snowy landscape around us had become a distinct shade of green.
Vale grinned at me smugly, and I nipped his neck in retaliation. My canines weren’t fully fledged fangs like his, but they’d begun to grow into cute little points that could draw blood just fine. I lapped at Vale’s blood—he tasted of cinnamon and spice, and I was obsessed with it.
I reveled in the delicious tingle as Vale’s blood healed any damage he may have done to me while he was ruining his needy little hole. I was such a good hole for him and so proud I could joyfully take whatever he gave me without any ill after-effects.
I hadn’t developed a desire yet for anyone else’s blood, but Vale’s was ambrosia to me, and he shared it willingly, whether I wanted to be healed or only wanted a snack.
After a quick clean up with the wipes I carried constantly out of self-preservation, I inspected the me-shaped dent in the side of the house.
“There is no way anyone is going to believe that was an accident,” I said. “Gareth is going to know we broke theno fucking in public spacesrule.”
“We’re in our honeymoon period,” Vale said. “Gareth went easy on both of the other couples in the house for a month after they got together, so we should be fine.”
“Did they break the exterior of the house?” I touched a piece of wooden siding, and it broke off and landed in the snow.
“...No.”
“Gareth is going to make us do something gross, isn’t he?”
“If he does, I’ll take full responsibility,” Vale promised.
I bit him again in thanks, and it grew heated quickly.
I bite him a lot. It’s my new love language.
Eventually, I decided to stop our make-out session so we could continue with the anti-festivities. It was hard because, holy shit, our curse makes us horny as hell. Our version does, anyway. Apparently, the monster decided that instead of making us eat people all the time, it was happy to just let us fuck it out.
Vix and Paris had stiff competition forcouple who fucks the most.
