Page 44 of Princess Avenged

I step back, folding my arms over my chest. “No, thank you.”

She shrugs, and then sits on the arm of the chair I was using, pushing her hair to the side and exposing her throat. “Is this position acceptable?”

“That’s fine,” I answer as my eyes zoom in on the blood flowing beneath her pale skin. My nose homes in on the coppery scent of my meal, and a fierce hunger summons my fangs. I shouldn’t have let myself get this hungry. Since we met Ana, some of us have fed from each other, but none of us have had human blood to my knowledge. And for me, it was several weeks before that.

Something else I let slip. I spent so much energy trying to protect the men from their emotions that I neglected their most basic need. Food.

Wanting to get this over with, I palm the woman’s head, cupping it firmly to safely position her. Then I dig in my fangs.

The instant the woman’s blood flows, I feel better, stronger, more vibrant. My cock pounds with need, and I shift my meal to improve my view of the rest of the room.

The other three—six really—are all on the sofa together. Ana, Blade and Flame are touching each other as they eagerly feed from their humans. All six individuals are so aroused the scent overpowers the blood of the human I’m feeding from.

Sated, I release my fangs. Quickly checking her already healed wounds, I settle her sleeping body into the seat of the chair. Smiling in her sleep, the human moans contentedly. I have no idea how a feeding feels for a human, but if it’s even a fraction of how great it feels for a vampire, I expect she’s having very pleasant dreams indeed. My back turned from the others, I adjust the painful hardness inside my jeans, hoping to disguise it, and then I head toward the door to fetch this woman’s attendant.

I pause at the door. Failing to ask her name, I’m not certain which attendant to bring in. Perhaps it doesn’t matter.

“Call them all in,” Flame says, and I turn to see that they’ve finished with their humans too.

Leaning over a sleeping body, Ana and Blade are kissing, passionately, as Flame strokes his obvious erection, standing and looking down at the other two.

The moment I open the door, four attendants, all vampires, rush in, each with a comfortable looking transport chair. Moving quickly, they easily lift the sleeping humans, settle them into the chairs and head away. The entire process is seamless and happens in a matter of seconds.

Once they’re gone, I lean my forehead against the closed door, keeping my eyes away from Ana, Blade and Flame. Not that my lack of sight line can hide what’s going on. The three are kissing, touching, moaning, and a deep longing swells inside me.

Leaving my forehead against the door, I cross my arms, grab onto my elbows, and squeeze, hoping to press out my desire and self-pity. I don’t deserve to be with Ana. Her discovering my lie only hastened the inevitable. She’ll break my brothers’ hearts too, but it’s too late to protect them from that.

“One of you fuck me,” Ana says, her voice breathless as the kissing sounds continue.

Unable to resist the pull any longer, I turn. Ana’s standing on the sofa, while Blade and Flame caress every part of her, their movements both desperate and fluid, the three moving like molten lava.

Hiking up her dress, Ana turns and bends forward to grip the back of the sofa, spreading her legs. Flame releases his cock, so ready and angry it’s purple compared to his light complexion, but Blade shoots him a look, shaking his head.

“By all means,” Flame bows toward Blade.

Blade slides his hand over Ana’s ass, pushing her dress further up her back, and exposing her glistening sex more fully.

“Fuck me hard and fast.” Ana’s hips swivel. “Like last time.”

My chest clenches. The last time she had sex I was involved but won’t be this time. Won’t be ever again.

Blade lifts Ana, then sits her on the arm of the sofa, facing away from the seats. Her eyes widen at the unexpected change of position, and Flame moves to kneel on the sofa behind her, supporting her upper body. She leans back against Flame as he lovingly strokes her.

Blade stands in front of Ana, motionless since he set her down. “This won’t be like last time.” He takes Ana’s face in his hands. “Last time we did what you wanted. This time, I plan to do what I want.”

The strength in Blade’s tone and words shocks me. I’ve seen him bold and commanding while facing an enemy, but never with us, and certainly never with Ana. With her, Blade has been like a puppy seeking approval. But right now, he looks and sounds like a wolf.

Ana squirms on the arm of the sofa, and she looks expectantly into Blade’s eyes, as Flame’s hands slide all over her skin. She’s clearly shocked by Blade’s tone too, but also turned on, anticipating whatever it is he has in mind.

I just hope he’s not planning any knife play, because I can’t watch that without stopping him.

“Just remember what we agreed,” Ana says. “No emotion.”

Blade silences her with a soft kiss, and she moans.

“I agreed to no such thing.” He kisses her again, holding her head in his hands and stroking her cheeks with his long thumbs. Her entire head nearly disappears within the confines of Blade’s hands.

Moving involuntarily, I step to the side to improve my viewing angle, then realize that Flame’s fingers are sliding through Ana’s sex as he reaches around her, his body supporting her from behind. Flame’s half-kneeling on the sofa, with one foot planted on the floor.

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