Page 226 of The Curse Trilogy

“Fuck,” he grumbles, and I begin riding him as if there’s no road to my back.

He uses one hand on my hip to work with my thrusts as my lips continue to devour his. He continues moaning into my mouth as if he has been desperate to feel my touch, and I want him so badly right now.

My rising and falling hips slam against his vicious, needy thrusts, and he jerks my head back as the car swerves all over the road. I revel in his touch, and the heat of our breath begins to fog up the car. I feel the brakes being pressed as it skids to a halt, and then both of his hands begin holding my hips as he pounds into me with his divine force.

I feel his hardness moving with perfect precision and surreal angles as my insides quicken. Then his teeth break the skin on my shoulder before I feel such an incredible warmth filling me. Erotica bursts free with a secret mingling in my veins.

The empty vial I never saw coming falls to the floor as my sanity slowly starts to return. My lips cover his as my tears begin to fall. He pulls me to his body to be as close as possible as his fervent pace continues. My tongue plays in his mouth as the salt from my tears flavored with betrayal, misery, torment, and humiliation find their way to our passionate kiss.

I scream out, and the windows of the car shatter as my gift seeps out with violent force. He grunts loudly as his warmth fills me, and then he clings to my body as my tears pour freely.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he coos while stroking my hair. “I’m sorry.”

I sob louder into his chest, and he just holds me to comfort the pain I fear has started to materialize over the surface of my skin. My body starts shaking as the pain consumes me, and he just holds me tighter.

“We can turn back if you want to. I’m sure Brazen is worried,” he murmurs against my ear.

“No,” I whimper. “Keep driving. I almost killed him… I wanted to kill everyone but you. I don’t know how I managed not to. Just get me away before I do something terrible, and then you can go back.”

“I’m not going to leave you, Araya. I’ll stay with you until you work this out,” he soothes while continuing to hold me.

His lips gently press against my forehead, and I can’t seem to grip my composure at all as the tears continue to pool between our bodies.

“Just hold onto me, baby. We’ll go to Circuit,” he utters so gently, and then he starts the car again.

I just lean into his body as I breathe in the closeness I need after our exchanged blood. His soft lips continue kissing me every so often, and the suffocating stabs of pain in my chest continue rising to my throat.

My hand slides down his chest to his still exposed erection, and I slide onto it as the effects of the blood threaten to wear off.

“I need to be closer right now,” I murmur against his lips, and he moans as he stops in front of Circuit.

“Get as close as you need, baby,” he exhales, and his arms pull me to him as he starts rotating his hips.

I moan into his mouth as I beg destiny to lose its sight on me. I’m tired of being different. I’m tired of trying to make sense of all the fucked up shit that keeps happening to me. I’m tired of pretending I can ever stop loving Hale even if I do love Brazen just as much.

“Is she still there?” I hear Clay’s voice ask, and I realize it’s from Hale’s phone.

“She’s still asleep. It was a rough night for her.”

“Tell me she’s okay,” Brazen’s voice interjects, and I can only assume he has just ripped the phone away from Clay.

I cringe, and the tears start falling instantly. I hear Hale’s body tense up, and he lowers himself back down to the bed to be beside me.

“She’s okay at the moment, but she’s not going to be in the clear for a while. This is a seriously dangerous area for her, and I don’t think she’s ready to deal with any of this shit right now,” Hale almost whispers as his lips lightly graze my shoulder to send chills all the way down my body.

I remain completely still so as not to clue him in on the fact that I’m awake. I want to hear what they all think, and I know they just keep it in when they know I’m listening.

“We’re already in Circuit. I’m coming to get her. Where are you?” Brazen murmurs with pain etching every inch of his tone.

“We’re at the Gallant Inn, but don’t come if you’re going to bark at her. She’s still fragile right now, and I’m not going to let you attack her for something she can’t control,” Hale growls.

“I know she can’t fucking control it. I fucking hate you for being the one she wants when she loses control, but I love her. This is my fault. I should have injected her the second Angelica called, but I hesitated.”

“Angelica called? Damn it. I told her not to do that, but she was worried Nicholas would reach her before I did. I think she was worried Araya would accidentally kill him.”

“I want to fucking kill him. He shouldn’t have ever given her up and then offered her a damn job. He knew it was her. He confessed everything this morning before we drove off,” Brazen grumbles.

Sickness consumes me again. I’m worried my savage isn’t far from returning, but I have to hear the rest. I have to know.