Wed to the Lich by Layla Fae

Author:Layla Fae [Fae, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

May

Oh, gods. Oh, dearest gods.

I couldn’t move. It was too much, and I could only absorb what I saw and felt, Virgil above and inside me, Virgil, my husband, Virgil—a sculpture.

He was beautiful. I wondered many times what his body looked like, and how closely it resembled human bodies. Was it all like his face, skeletal and yet approximating a human shape? Or was it something else, something freaky that my imagination couldn’t even envision?

Was he empty inside his clothes? Was the space just filled with his shadow?

But the reality of him was so much more complex, so delightful. I looked slowly as the light bursting out of him turned to a steady glow and I could see every detail.

I could see the naked bones inside him. There was a wild, roiling light in his chest, red twisting with the darkness of his shadow, like the glow of embers dancing with black smoke. It was behind his ribs. The creamy, proportionate bones protected his chest, a tight armor over his lightning heart, and for a moment, I wondered if I could touch it.

Maybe there was a space wide enough for me to squeeze a finger in. Maybe he’d allow it.

But his heart was only one of the wonders that made up Virgil’s body. Because it was like a human one—the shape of it. He filled out his clothes like any man, but instead of skin, muscle and blood, instead of the red wetness of human insides, there was emptiness encased in intricate bony structures.

They emulated the shape of the human body. White, impossibly fragile, they looked like lace.

Virgil was completely still, the glow in his eyes and heart cooling rapidly. I looked up at his face, impassive as always, and wondered what he felt now. He was inside me, we were joined, and my insides beat with a sharp, searing pain that I didn’t mind in the least.

I wished I could tell the girls they were wrong. It hurt, but not like being torn apart.

It hurt like being made whole.

“You’re…” I began, not knowing how to say what I thought.

All my thoughts and impressions ran through my head, and I felt a bit like dreaming, because it was all so unreal. The ballroom, the shadow keeping us afloat, covering my body in so many tightly wrapped tendrils.

Then it moved, and another sensation crashed into me. Deep, heart-wrenching sorrow. It was Virgil’s, and I frowned, trying to understand why he felt that way.

His eyes were back to blue, and he lowered his head, avoiding my gaze. Then he pulled back, making my core clench painfully as he withdrew, and sat on his heels between my open legs.

“Don’t go,” I gasped, appalled by the emptiness that opened inside me where he had been just a moment ago. “Virgil, please, don’t go.”

He looked at my face, tilting his head to the side, and I couldn’t help looking him up and down again. He was so beautifully proportionate, as if a master sculptor had made him.

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