“Do you want to talk about it?” Ashleigh asked.
Caleb turned to look at her beside him on the bed. She lay on her side, with her head on the pillow. The sheet pulled up to cover her naked breasts. Ashleigh smiled at him. It was a soft and tired smile.
He had woken her from her sleep and kept her awake for hours as he devoured her.
It was not a strange or unique behavior by any means. Even before his disappearance, their shared appetite for each other was never quite satisfied. No matter how exhausted their bodies grew.
But this had been different.
His need to be with her, to immerse himself in their bond, had bordered on desperation. Even Caleb wasn’t entirely sure why it had come over him so quickly. He always enjoyed the process of getting her ready for him, of building her need for him slowly before succumbing to his baser desires.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, quietly looking away from her.
Ashleigh let out a soft chuckle.
“Now you ask?” she said.
