Elora’s POV
The next morning, I wake in their bed. Matitus tugging me closer in his sleep as I stretch. Silas rolls over facing me, his hand going to my hip before moving to cup my breast.
“How do you feel?” he whispers before 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 my own. I kiss him back, his hand palming my breast as his kisses become more urgent. He pulls me toward him, forcing Matitus to let go before climbing between my legs, his lips going to my neck as he nips and sucks on my skin. His teeth grazed my skin which was actually burning making me flinch.
“Sorry, Matitus fed on you,” he said, running his tongue over it and it stopped aching. I move my hips under him before wrapping my legs around his waist. Tugging him closer and feeling Silas position himself before sinking into me. He groans before stilling and I wiggle my hips and grip his arm next to my face wanting him to move.
Silas chuckles, kissing my lips but still not moving. “So eager now” he whispers against my lips and I move my hips making him groan before he pulls out and thrusts back into me. His hands gripping mine as he forces them above my head holding them in one his while his other hand hangs onto the headboard. Silas thrusts into me harder and faster and I try to move my hips meeting his thrusts as he pounds into me making me a moaning mess underneath him. Matitus rolls over and grabs my face, kissing me before hopping off the bed and walking into the bathroom.
Dragus I notice is already out of bed and god knows where. Silas leans down kissing my chin and nipping at my neck before pulling out of me, making me frown. He chuckles before moving back.
“Roll onto your belly”
“What?” I ask, he doesn’t answer, just uses his arm to flip me over before pulling my hips towards him leaving my ass in the air. He puts his hand on the centre of back pushing me down before I feel him position himself and he slams into me making me cry out. This position felt different; he was so much deeper, and I felt my walls instantly grip him. Silas hands go to my hips and he pounds into me making the headboard hit against the wall.
My stomach was tightening at the full feeling and his hard length hitting my cervix. I feel my skin heat as he speeds up his movements and I feel my toes curl, my orgasm building fast before he shoves me over the edge. I moan loudly, my juices spilling onto my thighs and I feel his grip tighten and his movements become erratic as he slams into me one last time before stilling and I feel his cock twitch inside me as his seed spills into me.
Silas stills his hands rubbing my ass and thighs before he pulls out of me and I slump on the bed panting. Silas kisses my shoulder before tugging on my hand when he steps off the bed.
“Come on we need to shower and go find a place to put those kids permanently” he says, and I groan not wanting to get up but knowing I have to. Standing up, I follow him into the bathroom where Matitus is having a shower. I Stepin behind him and turn the other shower head on.
Matitus kisses me before stepping back under his shower head as Silas steps in.
“Where did Dragus go?” I ask.
“To help Marian take food over for the kids in the fabric warehouse” Mastitis answers. I nod before 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.
“You won’t hurt Claire?” I ask, concerned. Silas shakes his head.
“No Elora, I won’t hurt her we just need a little bit of her blood”
“You promise?” I ask and Silas steps forward caging me between his arms and pressing me against the shower wall.
His eyes held mine. “I promise,” he whispers.
“What if it doesn’t break the curse?” Silas looks at the tiles above my head before looking down at me.
“What do you want me to do?” he asks, and I could feel uncertainty hit me through the bond from him.
“I want you to stop. I don’t want to continue to chase something that is out of reach” Silas seems to think for a second before he presses his forehead against mine. I can feel Matitus watching us curiously.
“On one condition” Silas says, pulling away and gripping my chin with his fingers, his eyes searching my face.
“What’s the condition?” I ask.
“You forgive me, and you never leave us,” he whispers, his intense gaze watching my reaction. Could I forgive him, was that even a rational thing to do?
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