Page 49 of Liar Witch

Nilsa

I’m not sure how this happened. I just… had to do something.

Rysen pulls away from my neck, leaving me wet and weak-kneed. My nipples have pebbled beneath my nightgown, and I want to rub up against him and fuck him until neither of us can move.

A moment ago I was ready to rip out my own uterus to stop the cramping pain in my abdomen, but the mating bond combined with his blood must have done something to help numb it. Now all I can feel is arousal.

My vampire just stares at me with an expression of awestruck reverence. His eyes search mine, no doubt trying to read my emotions. His irises are still red, but less so than they were before and his fangs have receded just enough that they’re just peeking over the top of his lower lip rather than distended all the way to his chin.

He’s still kneeling, and that strikes me as wrong. I take a step back, holding out my hand like someone my size has any hope of helping him stand without magic.

Which I now have none of for the next three days.

Ihatethe new moon.

Rysen takes my hand, but pushes to his feet without putting any of his weight on me at all. The moment he looks beyond me to where the others are waiting, his eyes shutter. I watch as he takes in Kier’s guarded posture, Val’s bloodstained shirt, and the wary expressions Cas and Nos are wearing.

“I—” he chokes off. “Goddess, I’m so sorry.”

It’s Nos, out of all of them, who knows what to say first.

“Welcome back.” His grin lights up the room. “I’m glad my visions were right this time.”

Kier nods at Rysen, giving him a last, evaluating look before he disappears behind his glamour. My heart aches a little as he disappears.

Val isn’t as forgiving. “You owe me for this.” He jerks his thumb at the blood still sticking his shirt to his chest. “But… I’m glad you’re back.”

He doesn’t say anything more than that, instead, staggering from the room.

Cas rolls his eyes. “If you saw all of this, why’d you bring a sword?”

Nos shrugs, but I don’t hear his reply.

No, Rysen doesn’t give me time for that.

I’m scooped up in his arms before I can blink and we’re out of the room before I can speak. I barely take in the corridors we go down, or the stairs, before we’re back in the middle of my room.

Rysen deposits me gently in the middle of the bed. “If you don’t want this.”

I crawl back up on my knees and reach for his belt, pulling him closer to the edge of the bed then undoing it in sure, slow motions.

“Rysen, I’ve been craving this for weeks.”

“Other races don’t feel the same way about blood and sex.”

“If it doesn’t gross you out, then I’m game to try it.” I smile and shrug, undoing the laces at the front of his trousers with trembling fingers. “If it doesn’t bother you, why should it bother me?” I lower myself onto my elbows as his cock finally springs free and give him a wicked grin. “Besides, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.”

Goddess, he’s bigger than I imagined he’d be. Even with my experience,thatis going to be a tight fit.

His hiss as I take him into my mouth makes me smile around him. His hands wind into my hair, holding it away from my face in a courteous manner that deserves rewarding. So I hum softly, the vibrations making his grip tighten just that little bit. My tongue flicks up his shaft as I draw back, then swirls down as I try to take him as deep as I possibly can.

One hand leaves my hair. His claws tear open my dress with no effort, exposing my ass to the air.

“Goddess, you’re perfect,” he whispers, that same hand drifting down my spine and along to my ass to squeeze. “Flawless.”

His arms are long enough that he has access to every part of me, even in this position. The other hand stays in my hair, guiding my head up and down even as he wreaks havoc on my ass with the other. Rubbing, massaging, then squeezing.

I press my mouth farther onto him, relaxing my throat to take him deeper. My reward is the salty taste of pre-cum hitting my tongue as I withdraw and dip down to do it all over again.