Page 43 of Cinderella and Her Vampires (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 5)

“Speechless, I see,” he said.

I smirked and the perfect response came to me. “No. Just waiting for you to show me not tell me.”

He chuckled darkly. “Oh, my darling, you’re in for a ride.”

His dick entered me again and he gripped my wrists, pulling my arms behind me and holding them in place as he banged into me with as much force as I could stand. Then he pressed a hand against my clit and started massaging circles along my mound as he moved.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I buried my face into the top of the cloudlike mattress.

“Scream for me, my little girl,” Xavier cooed.

I growled. “Not a little girl.”

He chuckled. “Scream for me still.”

“No,” I said, emboldened by the stellar and intense sex.

He added more force to his movements. I groaned, clutching the bed as he destroyed my insides. The urge to scream became harder to ignore.

“Scream for me,” he murmured in my ear. His other hand released my wrists and clutched my hair, pulling my head back. Tendrils of pleasure snaked through my body. My toes curled.

“You have to make me,” I panted out.

He hummed. “Sounds like you’re close.”

His fingers danced along my sex. My orgasm hit and I moaned through the waves of pleasure that burst from my hips. My legs squeezed closed while Xavier’s fingers continued to move along my clit, forcing me through wave after wave of orgasms, each one just a bit stronger and so much sweeter than the last.

His lips pressed against my shoulder as his arms wrapped around me and he squeezed me to him. His movements became staggered, and he grunted and moaned in my ear like some sort of wild animal. The sensation forced me through another, final wave of pleasure as hot liquid spilled inside me.

And instead of stopping when his orgasm faded, he continued to push me through mine until I settled on the bed, used up and feeling better than I ever had in my life. He pulled out of me and situated me on the bed, and I laid there in after sex bliss.

20

SILAS

The second I walked away from Xavier, I headed for the third floor. Brock was going to get a piece of my mind and then we would hunt Collin together. I would see that he put in the work to correct his mistake. And I would make sure he never had the opportunity to do something so brash again.

Damn him and his stubbornness. It was both a quality I admired and hated when anything came to him. If only he would learn to use his bullheadedness for good.

When I arrived on the third floor I rushed through the halls and rooms, searching for Brock and coming up empty-handed. He wasn’t on the third floor, and I spent the next fifteen minutes searching the rest of the mansion before I was positive Brock wasn’t home. He had left, and there was no telling how long ago he had done so.

I assumed he had left to find his mistake. To right his wrong on his own. And after what Xavier had told me, going out on his own made sense. But I couldn’t ignore the small part of me that questioned my initial faith in my son. I was blind to his shortcomings, and I realized that was something I could no longer afford.

I owed Xavier a massive apology. Once this was all over, I would make sure he got one.

But first, I had a decision to make. I could wait things out… see if Brock manages to take out Collin on his own. Or… I could go after him and jump in and help if push came to shove. Of course, that was going off the assumption Brock didn’t have any other hidden agendas.

Letting him handle things on his own was probably too much of an ask. That also meant I was just going to have to look for Collin as well seeing as how that was likely the only way, I would find Brock and make sure the Collin issue was solved.

Without wasting another second, I rushed out of the mansion, following faint trails that led me in circles. Within the mansion, Brock’s scent covered everything. Outside of it, if I could nail down a good trail, I could follow it to him. After following several trails to dead ends, I finally followed one to a city park. The scent was the strongest here. I peeled my eyes over every inch of the area surrounding the park to ensure no humans were present. Seeing as how it was after three in the morning, I doubted anyone would be around. But from time to time, I have seen a few teenagers here or there, sneaking out to the park to make out or whatnot. There also wasn’t the slightest hint of blood, which I counted as a blessing.

That meant Collin hadn’t killed anyone yet.

I moved through the park, keeping an eye out for Brock and Collin. It wasn’t very much longer when I had found him, leaning against a tree, staring at the ground. I headed in his direction. Once I got a few feet behind him, he said, “I’m not leaving.”

“No, but you will answer to me,” I said. “Explain yourself. Now.”

His head drooped lower seconds before he shook it. “Unbelievable.”

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