บท 39: Chapter 39: Vincent's Birthday, Part 3

NINE

Onyx

Obsidian.

Volcanic glass.

The way Kade's darkness speaks to my soul is unlike anything I've ever known. Raven eyes that once stirred fear in every fibre of my being are the only ones bringing me comfort now.

I shiver as bitter, cool air seeps into my pores and penetrates my bones. His face disappears, dissolving into nothing, hollowing me out. My eyelids flutter.

"Don't stick them in dry. Warm her up first."

Something brushes against the apex of my thighs, and I jolt, my eyes shooting open. I groan, blinking into the void, desperate to rid my eyes of the greasy blur coating them. I turn my head toward gentle murmurs of conversation, and my brain rolls in my skull, making me nauseous.