CHAPTER 15 #2
“I also know I look like her, that she was an Aziza,” I tell him. He still says nothing, and I can see behind his snake-like eyes a storm of emotion is brewing which he shoves them away and his eyes soften.
“Come on, I want to take you somewhere.”
Silas leads me to the front of the castle, stopping near the front doors. “Where are Dragus and Matitus?”
“At the power station,” Silas answers while wrapping a cloak around me and handing me some socks. I go to put some shoes on when Silas shakes his head.
“You don’t need shoes, you won’t be touching the ground,” he says, making me look at him in confusion.
I stand, wondering what he meant when he grabs me.
I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms going to his shoulders, which are bare and very warm under my palms like a space heater.
The heat from his chest is the hottest part of him and I can feel it warming me through the cloak.
Silas’s hands move to my ass as he walks outside.
The freezing icy breeze blows my hair in my face, and I let go of his shoulder with one hand brushing it from my lips.
Silas walks onto the gravel area near the stairs.
He presses his forehead against mine and one hand wraps around my waist, holding me tighter against him.
“Hold on, I am about to jump,” he whispers, looking up and I grip his shoulders, feeling him move slightly.
He springs off the ground effortlessly. “You can open your eyes, Lora,” he says, brushing his nose across my cheek.
I do and see that we are on the roof. Silas carries me to the edge and sits, turning me around on his lap, my feet dangling off the edge.
I peer over the edge and feel his grip around my waist get tighter as I lean forward.
Silas pulls a watch from his pocket, checking the time then nestling his face into the crook of my neck. He kisses it softly, making me shiver and he chuckles.
“What are we doing up here?” I ask, confused.
Why is he making me freeze out here?
“So impatient. Do you have any idea how hard it was turning the power on when half the transformers were blown up?”
I shake my head, not even knowing what the hell he is talking about.
“I can’t even remember the city ever having power.
The only time I ever saw electricity was here and a few places that had solar panels or used generators,” I tell him.
Grandma and I had power at our last place but that was because of the generator we found on a trash heap and still only the kitchen had power.
We used it for a lamp as well sometimes.
Fuel was too expensive, so mostly we used the fireplace for light at night and only turned it on during the day for a few hours to get the old fridge cold enough to last night.
Silas says nothing but nods against my shoulder.
He glances at his watch again and points toward the city.
First, the streetlights turn on, flickering for a few seconds, then suburb by suburb, lights start turning on.
Neon signs I had never seen before light up in the distance, and I hear and see people coming out of their houses and standing in the streets gazing at the houses and buildings lighting up like Christmas trees.
Voices get louder and echo into the night with excitement that they have power.
I know the feeling and can’t help but feel excited for them.
I know exactly how hard living by candlelight is, exactly how hard it is to force yourself into the freezing water of a shower in the middle of winter, and most of all, I know the feeling of being constantly sick from the cold.
Maybe now the winters won’t kill so many people.
“Look how happy they are,” I whisper, speaking to myself.
I can’t remember the last time I felt happy.
In this city, there wasn’t much to be happy about, but seeing and hearing everyone in the streets excitedly cheer and run around amazed me, brought a smile to my lips.
If only grandma was here to see it, to see the power back on.
I wonder if Lilith and her mother and Abigail and her family would be happy to have the power restored.
“I enjoy seeing you smile,” Silas says, kissing my cheek making me look at him.
“Thank you,” I whisper, pecking his lips. Hearing the crunch of snow, I feel Silas turn, looking behind him, and I peek over his shoulder. Matitus and Dragus walk over to us. Matitus and Dragus sit next to us, Matitus naked.
“Did you fly here?” I ask. He nods, taking a seat beside Silas, and Dragus sits next to me. Matitus hisses at his naked skin sitting on the snow. “Well, that’s one way to get blue balls.’’ I snort and so does Dragus beside me.
“Hopefully, they don’t freeze to the roof. We will need to get a spatula to scrape them off.”
“You think you’re funny?” Matitus asks, raising an eyebrow.
“A little,” I chuckle.
“For your information, my balls are still toasty warm, you can come and feel them if you want,” Matitus retorts, making me blush at the thought of touching him there.
Silas laughs, shaking his head at us. We stayed outside watching people for a bit until I started shivering and my lips turned blue.
Silas tells me I have to go back inside.
Standing, I wrap my legs around his waist and watch as he steps off the side, the ground rushing toward us.
I squeeze my eyes shut, my fingers gripping his shoulders tightly and my body tenses bracing for the impact.
I barely feel anything as he hits the ground.
Dragus opens the castle doors, letting us inside.
The temperature changes dramatically from ice cold to warm. I shrug the cloak off, hanging it up.
“What do you want to do now?” Silas asks, making me think. I want to have a shower, I’m freezing, and all my muscles are locked and aching from the cold. Matitus answers for me.
“She wants to shower, she’s cold,” he says, wiggling his brows in my direction.
“I’m sure she meant alone,” Dragus tells him and Matitus glares at him.
Walking past them, I wait. Matitus stands there in all his naked glory, and I see one of the maids come out with some shorts, passing them to him.
He bends slightly to put them on. Feeling a little devious, I slap his ass hard, making him jump.
I can see my handprint etched onto his skin and my hand stings from the impact.
Silas nearly chokes on his laugh, and I can only imagine it is from the look on his face.
He has no chance to turn around when I take off, running for the stairs.
“Someone wants to play,” Matitus sings out to me, as they shove each other over, darting after me.
Running into the room, I try to stifle my laugh snickering to myself as I try to find somewhere to hide from them, quickly slipping under the bed.
They stroll into the room and I can see their feet.
One of them leaves, and returns. I can hear them sniffing the air looking for me.
One of them opens the cupboard while another walks in the bathroom.
I laugh and accidentally snort, trying to stop myself from laughing when someone grips my ankles and rips me out, making me squeal.
Matitus lifts me off the ground by my ankles, hanging me upside down and jiggling me like a tea bag.
“Don’t you drop me,” I screech as I keep seeing the ground get closer and closer to my face.
Matitus chucks me in the air, swiftly catching me against his body.
I open my eyes, and find myself with his crotch next to my face.
I push against his thighs, trying to get away from his junk that just touched my face.
I feel blood rush to my face, embarrassed at the position I have gotten myself into.
“Now, Elora, do they look blue?” asks Matitus, chuckling to himself.
“Matitus, put me down!”
He lets go, making me squeal, catching me before I face plant on the floor. I can hear Dragus and Silas laughing at me.
Matitus maneuvers me as he sits on the bed with me draped over his knees. I try to get up and he shoves me back down, pressing his hand on the center of my back. I feel his other hand rubbing my ass that is in the air and feeling his other hand tugs my pants down my legs.
“What are you doing?” I ask, squirming when I realize he is trying to remove them.
“Returning the favor,” Matitus chuckles.
I try to sit up, and I see Dragus and Silas watching with seductive smiles when suddenly I feel Matitus’s hand come down on my ass, making me jump. My ass cheek is burning, and I can feel every finger welting my skin as I hiss at the pain and squirm.
“I’m going to kill you,” I screech at him, feeling his hand biting into the flesh of my ass. I hiss again at the burning pain radiating from the slap. Matitus rubs it, relieving some pain as sparks move over my ass.
I feel his fingers slip under the waistband of my lace panties, he tugs them down my legs, using his foot to remove them.
I squirm and try to get up, but he holds me in place.
I hear Silas growl, and it almost sounds like a purr, making me turn my head to look at him.
His eyes have turned dark. Matitus rubs my ass before his hand comes down on it, making me squirm, trying to get away from him.
His fingers run down my ass and crack to my slit; I moan and then clamp my hand over my mouth in the realization of what I just did.
Matitus runs his fingers through my wet lips, and I realize how wet I actually am.
Matitus’s hand moves, and I miss the contact of him touching me. His hand comes down again, harder, making me moan. He rubs his hand over my ass again. I can feel his erection digging into my stomach when he slides a finger inside me, then slowly removes it.
Matitus groans loudly. “Ah, she is so wet,” he murmurs, sliding his finger out and adding another, twisting them and curling them inside me, making me moan and push against them.
My walls clamp down on his fingers as I feel my stomach tighten.
He pulls them in and out, and I become completely lost in the slow torture of fingers moving inside me.
I push against them, wanting him to move them faster, he stills them inside me, making me frustrated. “Do you want me to stop?” he teases.
“No, don’t stop,” I tell him, my voice sounding airy. Matitus chuckles, pulling them from me and running them down to my clit and rubbing it in a circular motion, making me exhale.
Just as I am about to come, he stops again, pulling me up, making me sigh loudly in frustration.
Then his hands are on my hips, turning me around, the back of my knees hit the bed, and I am forced to sit.
Silas kneels in front of me, shoving my legs apart, gripping my hips, and pulling them toward him.
My hands go to the bed to stop from falling backward as he drapes my legs over his shoulders.
I feel him suck on the inside of my thigh, and I throw my head back at the sensation.
He groans, licking a straight line from my ass to clit, making me moan loudly.
He grips my thighs, pulling them further apart, plunging his hot tongue between my wet folds, making me gasp as he sucks and licks every piece of me, then sucking my clit into his mouth.
The bed dips, and lips are on my neck as Dragus sits behind me.
I relax against him, letting him support my weight and keep me upright.
Dragus grips my chin, bringing my lips to his, kissing me.
His tongue plunges into my mouth as he tastes every inch.
Silas is devouring me with his relentless sucking and licking when I feel hands tugging my shirt up.
It is ripped off me, the tearing fabric stinging my skin, the warm lips and tongue wrap around my nipple.
Dragus’ lips move to my neck as he sucks on my mark, making me roll my hips against Silas’s face, and my hand goes into his hair. He growls, the vibration making my stomach tighten, I feel him slip his tongue inside me, tasting me and fucking me with his tongue.
My grip on his hair tightens, and everything feels overstimulated with so many lips devouring my skin.
I moan loudly when I feel my orgasm reaching its peak, and Silas sucks my clit into his mouth hard, sending me over the edge, and I feel my walls fluttering and pulsating as I come, moaning loudly.
Silas licks up all my juices, kissing my thigh, making my legs tremble.
I feel him stand, my legs sliding off his shoulders, and he pushes me further up, kneeling on the bed with me, his knee between my legs.
I can’t help grinding against it as it brushes against me.
Silas kisses me forcefully, and I can taste myself on his tongue, making me breathe into his mouth, his lips going to my chin, then my neck.
Dragus grips my chin, pulling my face to the side, kissing me hard, as his hand wraps over my chest. He squeezes my breast, making me moan. Silas kisses my neck, licking it.
“I’m going to mark you now, Elora,” he whispers, and I feel his fangs brush my neck, making me shiver.
Dragus’s kiss becomes demanding and dominating as he takes control of the kiss.
Silas’s teeth sink into my neck. I gasp, feeling the pull instantly snapping into place, and I scream as his venom moves through my veins.
It burns for a second, but Dragus distracts me and then I feel warmth spread throughout me.
My toes tingle and my entire body buzzes, and I moan as pleasure explodes through my body making my toes curl.
Then a heaviness washes over me and I close my eyes, darkness taking over and my limbs going limp.