Dying To Meat You by Cyan LeBlanc

Author:Cyan LeBlanc [LeBlanc, Cyan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Had it not been for Katherine's influence—and the mind-blowing sex they shared—Arianta would have thrown in the towel and returned home. But the intoxicating sexual tension between them continued to linger as the days passed, inspiring Arianta to write feverishly into the night after finishing Katherine's work. Although the pain meds had worn off, the nightmares persisted, as real and vivid as ever, jolting her awake in the middle of the night, heart pounding and drenched in sweat.

Katherine's adjustment to her nightly juice cleanse resulted in faster sleep, though Arianta struggled to attribute her fatigue solely to the intense sex. Most of the time, she couldn't distinguish between reality and the dreamworld, which often turned into a living nightmare, ending with her screams piercing the silence.

One morning, after a particularly vivid hallucination left her with bruises on her arms, Arianta joined Katherine outside the vegetable farm for their daily storytelling session.

“Ms. Bishop, I want to stop drinking your nighttime concoction. I think it’s causing my awful fits during the night.” Arianta lifted her arms, revealing a patchwork of bruises. “Maybe I’m having an allergic reaction to it.”

Katherine rose to her feet, dusting off her knees as she strode to the fence with a basket of freshly plucked veggies. She set the basket down on a post before turning to face Arianta. With gentle hands, she cupped Arianta’s face and pulled her in for a deep kiss. When they parted, Katherine inhaled deeply, whispering, “Please stop calling me Ms. Bishop. We’re well past that now.”

Arianta's gaze fell to the dirt, overwhelmed by Katherine's commanding presence. She struggled to remember what she had just said, especially when Katherine nuzzled into her neck, biting her tender flesh with playful aggression.

Arianta felt Katherine's words muffled against her skin as she pressed in close. “I hoped you’d take it upon yourself to find my bedroom at night, but it seems you need some help finding your way,” Katherine whispered.

Her chest rose and fell deeply as Katherine's lips grazed her skin, sending shivers down Arianta's spine. “I didn’t know that’s what you wanted,” she replied, her voice breathless.

“It’s what you wanted and still do, I see.”

Arianta moaned her approval, but her body froze, unable to move or touch Katherine. Despite the intense pleasure she experienced when Katherine took her over and over, Arianta lacked the self-confidence to reciprocate. The taste of Katherine's salty sweat was all she craved, but the courage to find it was beyond her reach.

As Katherine's body warmed the cool morning air, Arianta hummed in delight. Suddenly, she felt Katherine's hand shove into her sweatpants, finding her center. Arianta opened wide for Katherine, her thoughts escaping her mouth without hesitation, “Is this what you do to all your ghost writers?”

Katherine raised her head, locking eyes with Arianta for a moment. “Only the tasty ones.”

Katherine's fingers circled Arianta's clit with increasing speed, driving her into a feverish state of pleasure. As Arianta moaned deeply and her head fell back, movement caught her eye: Breana stood on the porch, observing them.

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