Indebted by M.M. Crumley

Author:M.M. Crumley [Crumley, M.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lone Ghost Publishing
Published: 2024-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

"That was absolutely fantastic," Drena murmured much, much later.

Her French was still perfect, if a little slurred from exertion; and Doc grinned in satisfaction as she stretched lazily, then gave into her exhaustion and fell asleep.

He had taken her to the height of her pleasure again and again and again. She had demanded it. She had been as demanding as Silbu and almost as draining, but it had certainly been worth it.

He was more relaxed than he had been since Virgil's funeral. And he felt almost cheerful. Almost. There was just one thing that was bothering him. It wasn't mortality or death. It wasn't funerals or the fact that people had a terrible penchant of leaving him.

In fact, he wished this particular problem would leave him. He was not alone, and he hadn't been alone since the eighth continent. He had told himself that if he didn't look at it long enough, if he denied it the attention it craved, that like a child, it would eventually turn its focus elsewhere.

But he was afraid he hadn't quite understood. It was using him, feeding off of him, feeding off of his emotions and his pleasure.

And it was ravenous. For eons, it had languished and starved, but it had finally tasted, and it wanted more.

The fae were empty and flat. There were a few, like Fiona, who still felt and who still had emotions. But by and large, the fae had become stiff and unyielding. They offered nothing, and they took nothing. It was a boring and somewhat useless existence, and it had been for years and years and years.

Like the fae themselves, the entity that was fae was bored. Unlike the fae, it was sick and tired of being bored, and it was tired of sitting on the eighth continent doing nothing, affecting nothing. It contained all the power in the world, and it could do nothing because none of the vessels it inhabited would budge.

But then it had had a taste of freedom. It had tasted Doc; it had tasted his lust for life, and it too yearned to live.

Doc could easily sympathize, but he was not a vessel, and he was not going to open himself up to the fae simply so the fae could feed its appetite. He didn't care how beneficial it thought it could be to him; a parasite was still a parasite. It needed him. He didn't need it.

"Hum," Drena suddenly said. "I really thought that would cure you. As far as sex goes, that was the hottest I've ever had. If we had been trying to fix one of my sulks, I would have certainly been cured. Shall we try again?" she murmured, trailing one hand down his stomach.

"Certainly," Doc drawled as he fixed his attention on her beautiful body.

She rolled on top of him and kissed him fully before applying her interest somewhat lower; and Doc pushed aside his thoughts of the fae and gave himself over fully to discovering everything about her.

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