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“God, you’re so fucking sexy with your new eyes and vampire glow. I had no idea you were like me, like my family,” I confessed. “That’s the only reason I lied.”

“To hide what you were?” she asked, pushing back only a little. Despite being angry with me for cheating on her, she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

“Yes. I thought you’d run.”

“I would never have done that, Desi.”

“You’re running now.” I grabbed her thighs and hoisted her up. She wrapped her legs around me and ground her pussy against my groin.

“I have to tell you something. I—” She paused, and I kissed her. I licked her collarbone and began to massage her breasts as I took her to my room. I laid her down on my bed and climbed on top of her. Slowly, I removed her clothes and then mine.

“What’s that?” I asked, seeing a large scar in between her breasts. As vampires, all the scars we had from our human life were taken, leaving a perfect body behind. We needed to be as enticing as we could to humans, our prey.

Scout shouldn’t have a scar.

She blinked and opened her mouth, but nothing came out. I kissed down the line and trailed to her naked breasts. I took my time, kissing everything, licking everything. Bringing my face to hers, I slid my tongue between her lips and used my fingers to spread her pussy wide and fuck her slowly with them.

“I want to see how many times I can make you come tonight,” I whispered as I pushed as hard as I could into her, hooking my fingers, and pressing them on her little button inside her. She arched her back and gasped as I took a nipple into my mouth.

“Desi!” she cried out.

“Yes, say my name, baby. I don’t want you to ever forget it. Promise me you won’t forget. Promise me,” I pleaded. I knew she wouldn’t understand, but the more I said it, the more I needed it to be true. As I sat with my face between her legs, lapping at her body, reveling at the noises she made as I ate her pussy, I regretted the deal I had made.

“Promise me you won’t forget Journey, or the movies, or the fireballs. Please don’t forget all we did together.”

I could beg all I wanted. I could fuck her all night and day, but when the twenty-four hours were up, she wouldn’t know I existed. And for that, as I finally rolled her on top of me and sank her down onto my cock, I cried. Blood and all.

She cried along with me.

Together, our bodies exploded. We came together, and I held her tightly afterward. I kissed her forehead. We made love again. Our bodies betrayed us, and we fell asleep, clutching each other tightly. But before I was completely gone, I heard her whisper.

“Desi, I love you so much. Please, remember that, okay?”