Page 18 of Serpent In White

I swallow, peeking up at Drake, who’s staring at me.

“Relax. Jesus.” He shakes his head. Clenching my jaw, I seethe at him silently, and he chuckles. “See for that, I have half a mind to make you sweat it out.”

“Why do you like fucking with me so much?” I know the answer, but I still feel it necessary to ask.

“Because you’re fun to fuck with,” he rumbles, tapping my forearm with his fingers. “Always have been.”

My body is so keyed up in anticipation of what he’s going to do, the slightest touch of his skin on mine licks like flames. My mouth is as dry as a bone while I watch his eyes, gliding up and down my arm. He drags his fingers along the curve of my bicep and I shiver, my dick twitching in my pants.

“Plus…” He leans in closer until his lips are hovering over my mouth. “You’reminelike this.”

I’ve heard the words in his head a hundred times, but when he says it out loud, it still sends a rush through my heart. My pulse is thudding aggressively in my neck, echoing all throughout my body as he holds me still and pricks the needle into my skin.

A small breath bursts from my lips, my eyes locked on his face while he watches the needle in my vein. I glance down to see blood mix with the clear liquid in the syringe, and the moment it does, Drake presses down on the plunger to shoot.

As soon as the syringe is empty, I let go of the rubber. And I’m instantly hit with fuzzy warmth. Like my entire body is wrapped in a big, furry blanket while I lie in front of the fireplace.

Although I can’t feel myself doing it, I lie back on the bed, grabbing Drake by the arm and tugging him with me. I vaguely see him tossing the syringe onto the floor as he crawls over me, caging me in with his arms on either side of my shoulders.

Colors twinkle and flash in my vision like a kaleidoscope, geometric shapes twisting around the room. I gaze up at Drake, and he down at me. Those snake eyes… they’re comforting. I don’t know what it is, but something so potentially scary looking doesn’t scare me. Even if he is wicked, it’sright.

He’s supposed to be this way.

We’re light and dark, him and me. Good and bad. Positive and negative.

The circle is complete.

Can you hear me, brother?

I answer him with my mind,Yes.

What am I thinking now?

A lazy smile takes over my face as my eyelids droop. I see the colors even brighter when my eyes are shut, my mind’s eye wide open. A window made to show me it all.

I see many things… Shapes and creatures and feelings. Iseeemotions, each with their own color and symbol. Stars connect in my mind like constellations.

Focus, Darian.

You get so jealous when it’s not all about you, I answer him through a slight chuckle.

Empyrean is me, brother. Never forget that.

I know it is.

So then tell me what I’m thinking…

Reopening my eyes to look up at him once more, I find him hungry.Starved.

I know he’s the snake, but right now, he looks like a wolf ready to devour its prey. And I don’t believe I’ve ever wanted anything more.

Do it, I tell him.

Do what, gorgeous?Even with his mouth closed, his voice is pure sex. It causes me to squirm beneath him. I’m so warm…

Use me. You know I want it.My hands travel up his waist, inside his shirt to feel smooth skin covering stones of muscle. I lick my lips. I’m so fucking needy right now, my cock is aching.

All the color just makes it that much more tempting. And hearing him like this… I can finallyhearhim again.