Page 90

Chapter 30

The next morning, I wake up in their bed. Matitus tugs me closer in his sleep as I stretch. Silas rolls over, facing me, his hand going to my hip, moving to cup my breast.

“How do you feel?” he whispers, leaning over me and kissing my lips, his fingertips circling around my areola, making my nipple harden under his touch.

“Good,” I tell him, and his lips come crashing down on mine.

I kiss him back, his hand palming my breast as his kisses become more urg ent. He pulls me toward him, forcing Matitus to let go, climbing between my legs, his lips going to my neck as he nips and sucks on my skin. His teeth graze my skin, the sensation burning, making me flinch.

“Sorry, Matitus fed on you,” he says, running his tongue over it, the ache instantly fading.

I move my hips under him, wrapping my legs around his waist. Tugging him closer, I feel Silas position himself, sinking into me. He groans, stilling. I wiggle my hips, gripping his arm next to my face, wanting him to move.

Silas chuckles, kissing my lips, not moving.

“So eager now,” he whispers against my lips.

I move my hips, making him groan. He pulls out and thrusts back into me, his hands gripping mine as he forces them above my head, holding them in one hand while his other grips the headboard.

Silas thrusts into me harder and faster, and I try to move my hips, meeting his thrusts. He pounds into me, turning me into a moaning mess beneath him.

Matitus rolls over, grabs my face, and kisses me. Then he hops off the bed, walking into the bathroom.

Dragus, I notice, is already out of bed, god knows where.

Silas leans down, kissing my chin and nipping at my neck. He pulls out of me, making me frown.

He chuckles, moving back.

“Roll onto your belly.”

“What?” I ask.

He doesn’t answer, just uses his arm to flip me over, pulling my hips toward him, leaving my ass in the air. He puts his hand on the center of my back, pushing me down. I feel him position himself, and he slams into me, making me cry out.

This position feels different; he is so much deeper, and my walls instantly grip him. Silas’s hands go to my hips, and he pounds into me, the headboard hitting against the wall.

My stomach tightens at the full feeling, his hard length hitting my cervix. Heat spreads through my skin as he speeds up his movements. My toes curl, my orgasm building fast, shoving me over the edge.

I moan loudly, my juices spilling onto my thighs. His grip tightens, his movements become erratic, and he slams into me one last time, stilling. His cock twitches inside me, his seed spilling deep.

Silas rubs my ass and thighs, stilling his hands. He pulls out, and I slump onto the bed, panting.

He kisses my shoulder, tugging on my hand as he steps off the bed.

“Come on, we need to shower and find a place to put those kids permanently,” he says.

I groan, not wanting to get up, knowing I have to.

Standing, I follow him into the bathroom, where Matitus is already in the shower. I step in behind him, turning the other showerhead on.

Matitus kisses me, stepping back under his stream as Silas steps in.

“Where did Dragus go?” I ask.

“To help Marian take food over for the kids in the fabric warehouse,” Matitus answers. I nod, grabbing the shampoo and washing my hair.

“We also need to prepare for the full moon tomorrow night and double check what is needed to break the curse,” Silas says, watching my reaction to his words.