He Is Protective

His kiss was soft and loving. It was different from his kisses before, which were always passionate and possessive. His hands roamed over my body, caressing me. I couldn't bring myself to push him away, even though a part of me was still pissed at him. When he lifted me and had me wrap my legs around him, he deepened the kiss.

He carried me out of the bathroom and placed me on the soft bed. He didn't give me time to catch my breath before he kissed his way down my body, leaving marks on my skin.

His bites weren't light. At one point, he overdid it and ended up piercing skin. I hissed in pain and raised my leg to kick him away. Silas was quick to catch my leg before I could, giving me an apologetic smile before placing the leg over his shoulders.

He was nestled between my legs, and I felt his cold breath fanning my privates. He leaned forward, and I felt his tongue licking away at my wet pussy. The pleasant sensation had my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

"Shit," I moaned as his tongue dove deeper inside me.

He buried his face between my legs. His hands were on my thighs, and he ate me out like I was the most delicious meal he had ever had. His tongue moved in fast strokes, flicking my sensitive spot and making my toes curl in pleasure.

My hands grabbed a fistful of his soft hair, pulling him closer. My head was thrust back on the pillow, and I was moving my hips gently, grinding against the mouth that brought me so much pleasure.

It wasn't long before I felt the familiar heat. My toes curled, my head was thrown back on the pillow, my eyes rolled back, and my mouth dropped open in a loud moan as I jerked against him. Pleasure rippled through me as I came.

Silas kept his mouth on me, his tongue working in slow strokes to lengthen my orgasm. He only pulled away when I nudged him due to overstimulation. Silas swiped his tongue across his lips, licking away my wetness.

My mouth felt dry when I saw this scene. Silas rose to place a kiss on my lips and then my neck. I could hear him unbuckling his pants.

I tilted my head to the side to give him more access. I could feel myself throbbing with anticipation. At that moment, I had completely forgotten the disagreement we had. All I wanted was to have Silas close to me, to love me—so I wouldn't feel alone.

But then his tongue brushed the sensitive skin of my neck where Carter had bitten me yesterday. I hissed. It didn't hurt, but it stung enough to remind me of what had happened.

I shoved Silas away and shuffled back on the bed to put some distance between us.

The push hadn't been strong enough to move him, but it startled him out of his lust. Silas stared at me, first with confusion and then with understanding.

"Kerry." He reached for me once more, but I avoided his touch. I drew the sheets around me to cover my nudity.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I want to go back to my room. Can I do that?"

"Of course. Kerry, you don't need my permission to... Is it about what happened yesterday? I already told you why I did it. I am sorry."

"It's fine. I just want to be alone now."

"Let me..." He tried to reach for me again, but I flinched.

His hand froze and withdrew. Silas stared at me with an emotion I couldn't decipher. It seemed like he wanted to say something but decided against it. There was a look of guilt in his eyes as he took a step back. He didn’t try to touch me anymore.

"Fine. Your room is just down the hall. I'm sure you can find it."

"Thank you."

I pushed myself to my feet and walked out of the room. Silas didn’t follow me, and I was grateful he gave me space.

I kept my head bowed as I walked through the halls. I came across women who were cleaning. They all looked at me with curious expressions, but none of them said anything.

When I finally arrived at the room assigned to me, I threw myself on the bed and thought deeply about my life.

Carter and Emily had left before I woke up. Mom said Carter had asked her to apologize on his behalf. He said he hadn't meant to scare me.

But it wasn't even the biting that had broken me. I love Emily.

Those words echoed in my ears. I buried my face in my pillow and hoped that I would fall asleep. Maybe the ache in my chest would lessen then.

There was a knock on my door minutes after I had pulled the bedsheets over me. I was afraid it was Silas, but thankfully it was my mom who walked through the door.

She smiled at me as she came to place a tray of food on the bedside table.

"Silas asked me to bring you breakfast. I'm sorry, I was going to return, but he said he wanted to talk to you. I hope everything is alright."

"It's fine. Thank you."

I glanced at the food. It looked appetizing, but honestly, I didn't have any appetite right now.

"Is there any chance you have a phone on you?"

"A phone? Why do you need it? We are not allowed to call..."

"Please. I... I want to call a friend of mine to ensure he is alright. I promise it won't take long."

Mom looked at me hesitantly. She sighed as she pulled a phone from her pocket and handed it to me.

"I'll go bring you some clothes. I think I left them in the other room. You should only call one person at a time. Don't let anyone find out."

She left the room after saying this.

I dialed the number Deric had given me. I remembered scribbling it down on a piece of paper, but I had no idea where it was. Thankfully, I still remembered it.

I called the number and listened to the ring. I felt anxious. What if I got the number wrong? What if Deric didn't pick up? I didn’t think I could remain here for long, and if Deric didn’t come for me, I would have nowhere else to go.

Thankfully, the call went through on the sixth ring.

"Kerry?" Deric's voice came from the other end of the line. I could hear the worry in his voice, and I felt very relieved. I was afraid he was mad at me for choosing to come with Silas. He could have left me alone if he wished to. But he actually picked up my call.

"Deric."

"What happened? Did he do something to you?"

"I... Well, no. But can you come pick me up?"

"Kerry, what did he do?" Deric sounded angry. I could hear shuffling in the background.

"I don't think the plan is going to work. Silas isn't going to remember me. I think it's only possible to remember someone if you love them a lot. Bill remembers my mom, and Carter... he remembers Emily."

Deric was quiet for a long time. I almost thought he had cut the call on me before his voice sounded again.

"I'm on my way," he said.