Page 73 of Vengeance and Vipers

He pours some soap into his hand and begins to wash me. I stand docilely, feeling his calloused hands moving over me, making my nipples pebble under them. He kneels before me and unhurriedly washes my toes, feet, and legs. When he gets to the apex of my thighs, he rises and, without further ado, turns me and bends me over a bench.

I expect him to do something similar to what Axel and Jayce just did in the bedroom, but instead, I’m told to stay still.

I jump as cold water sprays my pussy.

‘Spread your legs,’ he orders.

I do as Krase says, letting him do what he wants just as I told him I would. After a few moments, the temperature changes. It gets hotter, and I moan as he concentrates it on my clit, warming it up. I come without warning, rising on my toes as a relaxing climax takes me. I moan, collapsing onto the bench. Krase’s fingers squelch in and out ofbothchannels that were just so thoroughly ravaged by Jayce and Axel, but it doesn’t hurt.

He’s making sure he cleans me completely, I realize, so Maddox won’t find out.

I feel a pang of guilt at deceiving him, but I couldn’t go any longer not being near them. It was literally physically painful for me, and I think it was for them, too.

I try not to wonder again what’s going on, how I’m going to leave here after All Hallows, how long this addiction or whatever it is will take to wear off, and how bad I’m going to feel while I’m kicking the incubus habit.

I also hope that Axel didn’t mean what he said earlier, or at least will realize once I’m gone that he doesn’t really love me.

‘Good girl,’ Krase murmurs, pulling me out of my thoughts.

He hauls me up to standing, only to push me down to my knees in front of him.

He looks down his nose at me.

‘Have you ever sucked a cock before?’ he asks.

I shake my head.

‘Then it’s time to learn, deamhan àlainn,’ he murmurs. ‘I’m going to enjoy teaching you how to please me.’

I eye his dick. ‘In this form?’ I ask just to make sure we aren’t starting with the high board.

He laughs. ‘For now. We’ll work up to my demon cock, eh? Take it in your hand.’

I do as he says, feeling how silky soft his dick is and lowkey wondering if he moisturizes it. I move my hand up and down the length of it, squeezing a little, and his rumble of pleasure has me doing it a little harder, my confidence growing.

‘You’re a minx,’ he says, caressing my wet hair. ‘You’ll be the death of me. Put it between your lips. I want to feel that pretty mouth on me, lass.’

I bring it closer and hesitate before I draw my tongue over the tip. His groan has my eyes flying to his as I do it again, watching his reaction, and I can’t help my small smile. There’s power in this, I realize. And I like it.

I open my mouth and take in as much of him as I can, gagging a little as he reaches the back of my tongue. I suck a little, my cheeks hollowing, and I move my head in and out to see what he thinks of that.

His hands curl into fists as I work him with my mouth. I think he likes it, but he doesn’t move to touch me.

‘Faster,’ he breathes, and I do as he asks, sucking harder and trying to take him deeper.

His hips buck a little as I watch him and his hands plaster themselves onto the tiles behind me. I hear him muttering in Scots Gaelic, and though I don’t know what he’s saying, I can feel the sentiments behind the words. This isn’t just sex or the need to feed. He cares for me deeply.

The realization has me going faster and deeper, sucking him harder. I want to give him the pleasure he gave me. I need to.

He tells me he’s coming and pulls out of my mouth at the last second, groaning a curse with his eyes closed. He comes on my face and chest as I kneel before him, and I cringe a bit, not sure how I feel about it because isn’t that meant to be humiliating?

My eyes don’t leave him, and I watch as his eyes open, and his relaxed expression morphs into one of intense satisfaction as he takes in my painted body.

‘Don’t move,’ he mutters. ‘I want to sear the sight of you on your knees before me, covered in my come, into my mind forever.’

His eyes move over me, seeming to do just that before he takes my hand and pulls me up, where he proceeds to wash me all over again.

When he brings me out of the bathroom, Axel and Jayce are still lounging on the bed. Jayce immediately comes over, but Krase whisks me away.