Sebastian (Bowen Boys, #5)(49)

He rolled her to her back and felt her legs wrap around him, and then took her hard and fast, thrusting his cock deep inside of her. He felt like he was home. Watching her face while she came again, he threw back his head and pounded in her as he came with her. His entire body seemed to need to race to the finish line first, and he dropped down and tore into her shoulder, a bite that had his mouth fill with her hot blood and give him a second, then a third climax that made his vision blur and his body quake.

Dropping on her, he lay there, unable to move for fear of shattering again. He knew that he was heavy but really didn’t care at that moment. When he felt her giggle a short burst of sound, he shifted his head so that he could look at her.

“I’m nearly dead here and you’re laughing. Would you mind telling me what you find so funny after the most extraordinary sex I’ve ever had in my life?” She giggled again, and he smiled at her. “You’re so beautiful when you do that.”

“You’re an amazing lover. I wonder if I will ever be able to find—” He moved off her and pulled her over him and slapped her ass. “I was kidding, you giant baby.”

They lay there for several more minutes, him just touching her wherever he could reach, and her letting him. When she lifted her head and rested it on her fist, he looked at her.

“I’m ready for you to share what Wanera gave you.” He watched her carefully. Last night when he’d told her about it, she’d been upset with him, but when he’d pointed out that she had visited the little man and had waited to tell him, she told him he was right. Then he told her what the man had said and what he wanted them to do.

“Are you sure? I’m pretty sure that I can’t take it back any more than he can.” She nodded. “Okay. We’ll do it.”

The small knife that was lying on the bedside table had been there for a couple of days. They’d had cheese and crackers as well as some fruit that night, and had dropped the knife and hadn’t been able to find it. It had fallen behind the dresser and wedged into the carpet. He pulled it to him now.

“What now?” He shrugged. “I guess he had a reason for giving this to you, right? I mean, who else do we know that can go between the realms without any problems? And if we can go there, it must not be as bad there as we’ve heard from my father.”

The man had been to his store nearly every day since he’d been brought to their house. He’d smelled the demon on him and had told him he was making the biggest mistake he’d ever made in his life, and that he wasn’t going to let his daughter be around such a man as him. Sebastian had thrown him from the store and into the street, telling him to stay the f*ck away if he couldn’t be helpful. He’d called his phone nearly hourly since and had even gone to see his parents. His dad had thrown him out as well.

“No one I—” Pain ripped through his head and he grabbed it. Then his ribs hurt like he was being kicked or beaten with a bat. His leg burned and he tried to rise up to put out what he was sure were flames that were taking over his body, but there was nothing. He heard screaming and realized that Ama was saying his name. He couldn’t answer her as more pain, this in his head again, nearly made him black out.

His fingers began to bend at odd angles, and his arm suddenly snapped. He was sweating for the pain, and he was sure it was going to kill him. Over and over he heard a voice, a loud and angry female, and her manic laughter made his skin crawl. He saw Khan and his other brothers and thought they were holding him down. Screaming over and over, he tried to pull away from the pain, begged them to knock him out as his body began to break more, the pain overwhelming. Then he looked up and saw her.

A woman dressed all in black stood over him, a long nasty infected cut on her face. She kicked him again; his jaw broke under her boot. When she lifted her hand, he saw flames and knew that she would burn him. Flinching away, he saw a small man with fear in his eyes as he hid behind a piece of furniture.

Not his. It wasn’t his house, wasn’t his pain. When her hand lifted again, he knew what was happening. Wanera was being hurt, and burned. And the woman who did it was Darkness. She was killing him. Sebastian grabbed Ama as she held him and asked her if she took it freely. When she nodded, he ran his bloodied hand down her wrist to her palm and held it there. She answered him that she would take it.

“Find him. He’s dying. Find him and bring him here.” He fell back onto the bed and let the darkness, this one of his own making, take him. He knew that she’d help the man and no one would harm her.

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Ama slipped off the bed once Walker said he was going to be fine. Fine? She wasn’t sure how he could be, but they’d not seen him the way she had. The way his body seemed to bleed without anyone touching him, the way his hands and arms moved to odd angles that left him screaming in pain. She couldn’t do anything but scream for his family to come to them. Come to her now and help him.

Khan had arrived first, his body sweaty and hot from his quick run there. He had pulled on a pair of boxers and nothing else, and he slammed into the room. Monica was only a few steps behind him. They had felt him, he said. When the first pain had torn through him, he and Monica had felt it and had come to him. They held him down, keeping him from flaying about and hurting himself more. When he grabbed her, Walker had just come into the room and threw himself over Sebastian as he screamed when his leg seemed to be burning off.