Page 56 of Bite The Terror That Feeds

We lay together in the darkness, my brother in his bed on the other side of the room.

“Stop,” she whispered, her eyes closed.

I stared and wondered if she was dreaming.

Her eyes opened. “How am I going to sleep with you doing that all night?”

“What?”

“You know exactly what.”

It’d been a week since we’d left the ship. Freezing mornings. Dangerous nights. We hadn’t slept in the same bedroll because someone was always on watch. I’d been so worried about survival that I didn’t feel anything other than exhaustion and fear. This was the first time I’d felt her body against mine, the smoothness of her skin, the smell of her hair. My hand rested in the arch of her lower back, and I kept her against me, my dick perpetually hard because it was impossible for me to be in a bed with her and not want her. Those thoughts were uncontrollable, and they pounded against the front door of her mind over and over.

“Go to sleep.”

I was exhausted and finally in a warm bed, but all I could think about was folding her underneath me, my hand gripping her neck and slightly choking her, making her wince in pain and cry in ecstasy.

Her eyes opened again. “I tell you to go to bed, and you do it more?”

A grin moved across my lips.

She lifted the blanket and slid farther down. A second later, her soft lips circled my length then slid down to the base.

I closed my eyes and wanted to moan, but I suppressed it.

Her tongue flattened, and she took my length over and over, swiping her lips across the head when she pulled my dick out of her mouth. She was slower than usual, careful not to make any noise.

It was impossible to lie there and not thrust my hips into her warm mouth. My fingers found her hair and fisted it as she continued to eat my dick. My fantasy was to pin her underneath me and remind her who she belonged to—as if she’d somehow forgotten. But this would do.

I came in her mouth quickly, squirting on the back of her tongue and down her throat. It felt damn good, but her pussy or ass would have felt better.

She moved back to the pillow above the sheets and got comfortable to go to sleep.

My fingers slipped underneath her panties and found her clit that I missed so dearly.

She flinched at my touch like she hadn’t expected it. Her eyes went to mine, worried we would be discovered by my brother, but she didn’t try to stop me because she was under my spell.

I rubbed her clit in circular motions before I sealed her mouth with mine to keep her quiet. She moaned into my mouth as I touched her harder and harder, making her hips press against me for more friction.

It didn’t take long for her to come at my touch, her quiet moans releasing as gentle cries.

I circled her clit until the very end, until the ecstasy had come and gone.

My lips moved to her ear. “Now I can sleep.”

* * *

We showered and got ready to face Rancor.

Even though the Teeth didn’t eat, they still had breakfast delivered for Larisa.

One of his men guided us back to the throne room, where Rancor was waiting, dressed identically to the day before.

Rancor had his fingers closed in a fist and propped against his chin. There was no smile on his face that morning. “I hope your accommodations were suitable.”

“Yes,” Larisa said. “It was nice to be warm—”

Aurelias held up his hand to her as he walked past.