Page 136 of Infernium


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Breaths stuttered out of me and warmth heated my cheeks. I tipped my head back on a jolt of pure ecstasy and shivered out a rush of pleasure that had my toes curling into his back. God, it’d felt like forever since I’d climaxed, and every cell in my body rejoiced, humming and buzzing with the lingering high.

An agonized groan, like the quiet rumble of thunder, warned of his release. His body shuddered out jets of warm fluid that dribbled down my ass. He pulled out and shoved my hand to his cock where more of his release spilled over my palm. “For weeks, I’ve dreamed of filling you,” he rasped. “This is what you’ve done to me.” Yet another jet shot across my forearm, as he worked my palm over his slick shaft, breaths stuttering.

Until he finally stilled.

It was only then that I let the reality of what I’d done to him crash over me. Releasing him, I let loose another shocked exhale. “Jericho … I … I don’t know what happened. What came over me.”

With his body still blanketed over mine, that shiny piece of metal glinted in my periphery. “It’s all right,” he said, breathless and trembling, the tiny shocks still rocking over his flesh.

“It’s not! I s-s-s-stabbed you!”

A dark chuckle served as a momentary distraction, the sound of it stirring inside of my chest. “I enjoy a little pain with my pleasure.” He took hold of the metal and yanked it out of himself on a sickening sound of wet meat that had my stomach twisting.

“Which is fine. I don’t judge you for that, but … I don’t even remember grabbing the thing.”

“At all?”

“No. I fell into this black space inside my head.”

“Fuck.” He pushed up off me, fluids dripping from the head of his still erect cock, and he stuffed himself back into his pants.

I sat up from the desk, my legs dangling over the edge of it as I attempted to daub some of the spilled release from my hands and thighs with my gown. The fluids seeped into the dress, creating a massive wet spot there. His balls must’ve weighed two pounds each with all that pent-up tension, given what I’d just cleaned. Instead of relief, though, his face held a troublesome expression.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“We’d hoped to have banished it.”

“Banished what?”

He reached back and rubbed the back of his neck, the concern on his face darkening with every second. “Was there any time that you encountered someone who may have persuaded you into doing something?” He reached around me and poured himself another drink, while I pondered the reason for his cryptic question.

“I mean, Aunt Nelle always made me eat my peas. I freaking hate peas.”

“I’m not talking about peas. I’m saying you may have unwittingly given an unbound soul permission to use your body.”

A cough flew out of me, and I cleared my throat. “I’m sorry, what?”

“An unbound soul. Essentially unattached.”

“Are we talking demon possession?”

“Not quite as traumatic, but yes.”

My mind spun back to the times when I’d felt something moving in my belly that didn’t quite feel like a baby, per se, and queasiness stirred in my gut. “And this soul is in me?”

“I believe so.”

“What makes you believe so?” Acids burned the back of my throat as vomit threatened to add more fluids to my dress, but I swallowed it back.

“The marking left on my arm after we arrived in Nightshade. I did a small bit of research, and it seemed consistent with an unbound soul.”

“And you’re just now telling me this?”

“It’s only been a theory of mine. Up until earlier, when Kezhurah sensed something inside of you.”

“Oh, God, I think I’m going to puke.” I slid to my feet and turned around, bending over the edge of the desk to rest my forehead against my arms. “Oh, God, this is … this is bad.”

“It isn’t like a body inside of your body, Farryn.” He ran his palm over my back.

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