Was It Worth Your Time?

" Honestly, I don't know what's so special about you. Why did Deric go through so much effort to keep you alive?"

Silas came forward, his eyes running over my body like it would provide him the answer he needed.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"And you talk back at your masters. Interesting."

"You are not my master," I growled out.

I never thought I would one day grow to dislike Silas. He had always been good to me, but this version of him had also tried to kill me.

"Please leave me alone."

I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm, pulling me back.

"Who are you?"

"I don't think you'll believe me even if I tell you."

"You seem familiar."

"If I did, you wouldn't have tried to kill me."

"I see you are traumatized."

Silas liked stating the obvious. I tried to walk away again, but his grip on me didn't loosen. I watched him warily; what did he plan to do now? Suck me dry again? I didn’t even think I had enough blood in my body to be a good meal.

My entire body tensed when his face nuzzled my neck; I could feel his lips against the still tender skin, the exact place he had bitten me before. Yet, I waited for the pain that would come with another bite. There was none.

He didn’t plan to hurt me this time; no, he only wanted to satisfy his interest.

"I never actually thought of a human as appealing. But you seem more interesting than every other girl at that party."

He placed his hands on my waist; my back was against the wall now, and I was trying hard to catch my breath.

"Do you mind?" he asked.

For the first time since this whole thing started, I saw a hint of the familiar warmth he had always regarded me with in his eyes. Hope bloomed in my chest; I had managed to get his attention, and he was willing to get intimate with me despite his whole superior complex, so if we kept going, did it mean that he would get his memories back?

"No."

His hands sneaked under my dress, tracing circles on my thighs. His lips placed kisses on my neck and my jaw and then captured my lips. His kiss was sweet; his lips moved against mine like he wanted to devour me whole. I moaned when his tongue found its way into my mouth.

"You like this, don’t you? Doing this in a public restroom, where anyone can walk in and find us," his voice switched from being dangerous to amused.

I didn’t doubt that he could smell the arousal dripping from me. I couldn’t even try to deny it; this was indeed very attractive. And maybe I did want someone to walk in and see us, to see that even Silas was willing to get intimate with a human, someone he deemed below him.

I was suddenly flipped around so I had my front pressing against the wall. Silas unbuckled his pants slowly.

"We are step-siblings, you know. We... this is wrong..."

"Shh, stop talking."

"I..."

"Don’t be afraid. I will take real good care of you."

That wasn’t what I meant, though. I couldn’t see him, but with the way he licked the skin of my neck like it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted, I knew that he was far gone now, and so was I.

God, this was not how I thought the day would go. I was in a public restroom, with my stepbrother stripping my clothes and rubbing against me.

"Fuck, you are so beautiful," he whispered into my ear.

I felt myself shiver. I knew that if I let him do this, then there was no going back. I always told myself that the reason I had ignored Silas’s feelings all this while was that I hated the idea of incest; it was gross. Even though we weren’t blood-related, our parents were sleeping with each other; it would be weird if we did as well.

But sometimes things weren’t that easy; you loved who you loved, and I loved Silas. I wanted him to be back to normal, and if having sex in a public restroom would do that, then why not? Plus, it felt good too.

Silas’s finger was working my clit, making me moan. I was already wet and was clenching against his fingers. Silas saw that I was ready; he turned me around so I was facing him again and kissed me.

He had me wrap my legs around his waist as he held me against the wall. His hands moved behind me to lock the door; maybe he did care about being caught after all. But we both know a door wouldn’t stop a vampire.

I was already dripping wet in anticipation. My eyes rolled back when Silas sank slowly inside me. It hurt a bit, of course, but the pleasure was immense.

"Oh God... Ah... Yes," I moaned, wrapping my legs tighter around him.

He held me against the wall, fucking me slowly, almost lovingly. And if I had thought earlier what a bad idea it was to have sex with Silas in a public bathroom, I didn’t dare say it. This felt too good.

Silas was enjoying this as well; his eyes were half-lidded and his lips were parted slightly. He was breathing heavily, and his finger, which was holding my thighs, was fisted. His face was filled with immense pleasure.

My eyes fell closed as he started moving faster, feeling an inch of him slide out of me and then slamming back again. It was so good that he started speeding up his movement.

"F...Fuck."

Silas’s fingers were digging harshly into my thighs as he started thrusting faster. My eyes widened in pleasure as he hit a spot within me that left me almost drooling. I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips to hold him closer.

I placed my hand over my mouth to stop myself from crying out loudly.

Silas was breathing heavily as he thrust in and out of me. A low groan escaped him while he was panting heavily with each thrust. He leaned forward so that his chest was flush against mine.

My vision went white as heat overflowed inside me, wave after wave of pleasure crashing inside me. The clenching of my inner walls along with the look on my face brought Silas over the edge. His moans were soft and alluring, almost enough to get me going again.

However, his body felt soft against mine. When he pulled out of me and placed me on my feet, I almost fell because my legs were too soft to hold me.

"That was so good," he moaned, still holding me close.

I was surprised that he hadn’t pushed me away already. Anyway, I didn’t like feeling sticky like this; he didn’t protest when I pulled myself free and went to grab some tissues to clean myself up.

I never thought sex would be this messy. It had felt good, sure, but there was also the guilt of what I had done sitting heavily in my chest. This would have been a lot easier if I had slept with Silas, who actually knew who I was, not this version of him that thought of me as a pet.

This hadn’t been a good idea at all; you were sure Deric would be so disappointed.

"Hey, are you alright?"

I felt his hand on my back, rubbing soothing circles. I sighed as the feeling of wanting to throw up went away.

The guilt was still there. I couldn’t stop thinking of what Mom would say when she found out about this; she wouldn’t be too happy about me sleeping with her stepson or being in love with him.

"Was this your first time?"

"Why do you care?"

"You are right. I don’t."

He sounded like he was surprised by his concern for me. I turned to look at him, curious about what he was going to do.

Would he leave? Pretend none of this happened?

Silas grinned, and his hand came to hold my shoulders.

"You are the best fuck I’ve ever had. Maybe it’s a good thing you didn’t die."

"What?"

He held my hand, pulling me out of the bathroom.

I only managed to get my dress in order. He was still holding my hand when we went back into the room. When Deric spotted us, he marched towards us with a not-so-pleased scowl on his face. Trouble.

" Let go of her " He growled

" Not anytime soon," Silas said with a smirk " I'm keeping her "