MLV Chapter 41 Addendum (Patreon)

Here's a small addendum to the last chapter. Don't read it unless you've read the last chapter of course. I realized I'd failed to get across an aspect of Beatrice's development, since the sex scene implied it perhaps a little too subtly. 

So put this block of text at the end of the last chapter, and you're good. I'll include it in the version I upload to Literotica and StoriesOnline.

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As she snuggled into Julias’s body, she frowned at herself, faced turned enough to hide it in the pillow. Thirty minutes ago, she was feeling scared, even a bit terrified, as she closed the bedroom door. Jacob, the rituals, how he was going to teach her. She could remember every detail of the knives cutting through her stomach, her musculature, and piercing into her Kindred withered intestines. Agony. She could remember that thing, riding that corpse, cutting into her. She could remember the blood everywhere, black blood, unnatural and fucking dead. Dead blood. No, dead wasn’t the right word, dead didn’t do the black, endless oblivion justice.

The weird part was, not even two hours later, she was banging her lover. From a horrifying introduction to entities of the occult she could not have even begun to imagine, and pain, agony, misery, and literal torture, to sex. Sex because she was horny. Sex, because dealing with Jacob and the insanity of what he hid in the black, had sent a thrill up her spine. Sex because, much as it scared her, much as it was painful, Jacob’s dark secrets were exciting, electrifying. And she had to let out that electric tingle in her body somehow. It was only once she had the arousal out of her system, that she understood why.

Fucking after a night of torture and dealing with otherworldly terrors? That sounded like… like something Jacob would do.