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“I’m fine,” she said.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
“Okay.”
Realizing she wasn’t hurt, he relaxed. Her ears perked some more, just to make sure.
“They are doing it.”
It took Charlie a while to absorb her statement.
“What?”
“Doing it. As in doingdoingit.”
“Who…oh.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out who.
“In the restroom,” she added. “I can hear her ragged moans, which means he’s trying to keep her quiet. I can hear his groans, too, because he can’t help it. He can’t help wanting her.”
“I see.”
“Unless they are just sharing blood. He does need it badly after days of being deprived.”
“I think there’s a time skip and it’s more than days here, but yes. He does need blood,” Charlie agreed. “Daria?”
“Hmm?”
“I don’t think she’s the freshest source of blood around here. She would probably be his last pick blood-wise.”
Which meant what they both knew it meant.
“It’s cramped in there,” she noted after a while. “I can’t imagine their position.”
There was a rough cough before he voiced out his disapproval.
“Turn that hearing off, sweetheart. Let them have their moment.”
She felt her face heating up once more but did as he asked. He sighed, humor coating his voice.
“I saw it coming,” she said.
“Half of us did.”
“I knew he didn’t hate her. And vice versa. It had to be sexual attraction, right? All that argument was foreplay.”
“Hmm.”
His hand resumed and her reprieve was gone, snatched by the way she felt at the touch. He was so oblivious to how that thumb of his rubbing circular motions on her palm affected her. It made her want to snatch her hand away so her nipples would stop tightening. It made her want to turn and climb on his big body, where he would grunt in surprise before she covered the sound with her mouth. The idea of grinding against his erection—Charlie’s hard, aroused cock inside his tight, tight pants—had the ache shooting down to yet another part of her that throbbed.
She squeezed her legs, the tingling unbearable. She placed a blanket over her lap, desperately adding a layer between them. When he finally let go of her hand, Daria tucked it under the blanket, too, to keep from doing the crazy things her head was egging her on to do—like invite him to the restroom next.
“Zip it.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing,” she chirped. “Let’s get some sleep.”
