Page 42 of These Dangerous Fates

“Yes, I’m sure.” Her emotions match her words as they brush along my mental shields.

Cade plays with her nipples, and I rub the tip of my cock through her folds. The temptation to sink into her wet heat is so strong, I groan. Just the tip running through her wetness could bring me to my knees. I line myself up with her entrance and slowly push inside. Her inner muscles squeeze my cock, and I have to close my eyes and grab the edge of the island.

“Holy shit, baby girl. You feel so fucking good.” I roll my hips and slip inside a little more. It’s like the most exquisite form of torture. One more thrust and I’m seated to the hilt.

So lost in my own pleasure, I almost don’t notice that she’s not moving. She’s barely breathing. I can hear her heart thundering in her chest, the blood rushing through her veins.

Cade rubs his thumb along her cheek. “Are you okay, Ellis?”

She nods, but keeps her eyes squeezed shut.

“Baby girl, look at me.” I want her to know who is inside her. She needs to know it’s not Sam, and I’m not going to hurt her.

I don’t move until she does. As soon as her amber eyes lock onto mine, I rock my hips, sliding out before slowly sliding back in. We both groan, and I have to stop. If I keep going, I’ll blow my load right now. Once I gain my composure, I watch Ellis as I pull out to the tip and thrust back in. I keep my movements gentle and slow. As much as I’m dying to slam into her over and over, I know I need her to trust me first. I need her to trust that I will never hurt her.

“Don’t forget about Cade’s cock, baby girl.”

She opens her mouth, her gaze sliding to Cade. He cradles her head in his palm, supporting her, as he thrusts his hips until I’m positive he is hitting the back of her throat. When he looks up and meets my gaze, I know something big is happening between the three of us. He knows it, too. I see it shining in his eyes. The weight of it settles along my bones, and it grounds me. It’s a sense of certainty and contentment I’ve never experienced before.

Cade and I keep our gazes locked for a moment more before Ellis moans and snaps both of our attention back to her. He reaches down and pinches a nipple in his fingers, as I bend down and suck the other into my mouth. My fangs graze the skin of her breast, and her pussy clenches around my cock.

It takes every ounce of self-control I have to not bite her. She’s flushed and disheveled. Her back arching off the counter as she searches for more. Her lips stretched wide around Cade’s dick. The picture of her like this will stay with me forever. I bite down on my lip, drawing blood and tasting the copper tang mix with Ellis’s arousal still on my tongue.

Ellis releases Cade’s cock and breathlessly says, “I want you two to kiss.”

“Fuck,” Cade grunts. Sweat drips down his temple and a lock of his hair falls to his forehead with his movements.

Ellis takes him in her mouth again, working him like a popsicle. He looks at me and I lean forward, powerless against her wish and my desire to kiss him. Between Ellis clenching around my dick, Cade’s tongue in my mouth, and the sounds and scents of sex in the room, I know I can’t hold on much longer. I reach between us and press hard on Ellis’s clit. She bucks off the island as she comes, squeezing my cock with each contraction.

I groan against Cade’s mouth as my orgasm barrels through me, filling her while her inner muscles milk every drop from me. I distantly recognize Cade grunting his own release, but I’m too focused on piecing myself back together.

“Are you okay?” Cade asks between heaving breaths.

She looks at us with tears building on her lashes, and my stomach drops. Fuck. We shouldn’t have pushed her. Before I can drop to my knees and beg her to forgive us, I catch her emotions. Amazement, relief, hope.

She gives us a small, satisfied smile. “Thank you,” she whispers.

I bend down and kiss her gently. “None of that. Let’s get you upstairs.”

“I’m not sure I can walk,” she mumbles, her words slurring together.

Cade grins smugly as he hops off the island.

“Why the fuck are you grinning like that?” I ask him. “I’m the one who fucked her senseless.”

He grabs all of our clothing and laughs. “Pretty sure it was a team effort, asshole.”

I scoop Ellis off the counter, and she wraps her arms around my neck effortlessly. As I carry her to my room, all three of us completely naked. I can’t help but wonder how long this can last. Her head resting sleepily on my shoulder is something I could easily get used to, but at what cost?

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I wake as the sun is setting the next night, and I’m incredibly uncomfortable. My fangs ache and my stomach is cramping. Ellis’s vanilla and lavender scent surrounds me, tempting me, making my mouth water and my cock hard. I lay still, breathing deeply, and try to tune out the sound of her heart. It’s hard when my fangs pulse in time with each beat, and I swear I can hear her blood pumping through her veins.

I need to feed. Like really fucking bad. I don’t usually let it go this long, but after meeting Ellis, it never seemed right to feed off someone else. There are a couple of girls I use consistently, and yeah, feeding usually turns sexual, which is one of the reasons why I haven’t fed this past week. Just the thought is enough to turn my stomach. I’m not even sure I could physically do it when the time came.

What the hell am I going to do? I can’t hold back much longer. If I do, I risk hurting Ellis, and that is the last thing I want.

She stirs, and I clench my jaw and squeeze my eyes shut. When she runs her hand down my stomach, every muscle in my body tightens and the urge to pounce on her and latch onto her neck almost overwhelms me. I grasp her wrist, stopping her pursuit, straining to not squeeze so hard I break her bones. Not biting her is physically hurting me—fire runs through my veins and my limbs throb. I reach over her and punch Cade awake.

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