Burning Bright: A Steamy Monster Romance by Vicky Walklate

Author:Vicky Walklate [Walklate, Vicky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

She felt like a sleepwalker on the journey home. She vaguely remembered grabbing her bag and wrapping her ruined clothes around her before sneaking out of the churchyard. He’d murmured that he’d follow her home, but when she glanced around, there was no sign of him.

The storm left the streets quiet and empty of other pedestrians. The rain lessened to a gentle, soothing drizzle, lit up by streetlights dotted along the pavement. A mangy fox scurried across her path; a discarded takeout box clenched between its jaws. The occasional vehicle drove past her, powering through the puddles illuminated by their headlights. A large van even splashed her from her to toe. She was so wet already; it didn’t seem to matter. Her legs were shaky and weak, her body protesting at having to move instead of basking in a post-orgasm glow.

After what felt like hours, she made it to her building, fumbling in her bag for the brand-new key that had been left with her neighbour the night before by Severin’s locksmith. The locking system on her flat’s door was more complex than the old one and it took her a while to get it open. She bolted it behind her, as Severin had instructed before she’d left the churchyard. Following the rest of his directions, she hurried to her back door in the kitchen and unlocked it before heading to her bedroom to change.

After drying off and throwing on a pair of pyjama bottoms and an oversized red t-shirt, she sat on the edge of her bed, her stomach in knots as she texted Evelyn in a daze to confirm she’d made it home. She didn’t go into details. What was the point when she was still trying to comprehend them herself?

Her bedside light created distorted shadows on the pale pink walls. Rain pattered on her window in a soft, rhythmic melody. It accompanied the refrain spinning on repeat in her head: a monster had just given her the best orgasm of her life. One she would remember forever, even if it never happened again.

A tiny creak from the kitchen door made her jump far more than it should. She waited, her heart in her mouth, as it clicked shut. Scurrying to the bedroom door, she yanked it open, stifling her shriek. He was right there in front of her, shadows curling around him like he belonged to the darkness.

Before she could say anything, he grasped her chin, lifting it so she met his eyes. For a wild moment, she thought he was going to kiss her, then he turned her face sideways and studied her cheek, where Ben had slapped her.

“I should have killed him.”

His tone was flat, matter of fact, as if he were talking about the weather instead of murdering someone. That was, well, monstrous. Depraved. Wicked, despite everything Ben had done. So why was her pulse fluttering and blood rushing to her centre? Why did she feel so safe, and protected?

“Were you following me?” she ventured.

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