Page 52 of Blood Bonds

“Aaahhh!” I cried out at the pain and tried to move away in vain. But that became impossible when Victor tightened his arms around me at the same time Talon went back to kissing me. Each moan of pain was swallowed by his lips and tasted by his tongue. The small agony soon started to morph into feelings of pleasure.

I didn’t know if it was like this for everyone they fed from, but like when Talon had done it, each pull of my blood began to build my desire. As if after the initial first bite, something switched that made the bloodthirsty act more erotic.

More carnal.

More forbidden.

I swear, all one of them would have to do now was touch me down there and I would come, screaming, praising these two men as Gods. But that didn’t happen, because Talon left my lips and started to suck and bite his way down my breasts, doing so without breaking the skin.

“Not much more now, Brother,” Talon warned, making Victor snarl like some wild beast about to have his kill taken from him. His drinking was now frenzied and desperate, as if he was lost to something ancient. Something as old as time.

Something savage.

As for me, Talon seemed to sense it before I did, and my body started to sag in Victor’s hold as my senses became sluggish.

“Brother, take care now,”Talon warned again, a growl following the simple words.

But it was too late, because even when Victor had finished with me, and was snarling,“Fucking heaven,”over my blood-stained skin, I could feel my eyes begin to close.

“You took too much,” Talon said, sounding angry and making Victor tip my head side on to look down at me.

“Fuck, you’re right. Nessa, can you hear me?” Victor asked, making me manage nothing more than a,

“Hmm?” in return.

“Fuck, I am sorry, my sweet girl, be assured that I will not be so careless next time.”

I couldn’t help but focus on only one thing, even as I felt myself being lifted up into his arms.

Even as I felt myself then being lowered into a bed.

Or even after I felt them tying rope around my wrists.

Just one single thing…

Next time.

Chapter 20

To Never Stop

The next morning, I woke and tried to rub the sleep out of my eyes only to find myself struggling to do so. Naturally, because of this my eyes opened and my foggy brain registered the reason why… making me snap the second I saw the ropes tied around my wrists.

“Son of a bitch!” I then looked around the room, seeing it was the same one I had woken up in before. Obviously, they hadn’t trusted that I wouldn’t be able to escape again, so they tied me to the fucking bed! It even looked like they had thick silver rings attached to the headboard that, I swear, hadn’t been there the first time. Was this done in preparation of this happening?

“Those bastards!” I shouted, not giving a damn if they heard me. No, all I cared for was getting the fuck out of there for the second time and if I had to scream the place down or fight my way out, I would!

Okay, so in my anger I clearly thought I was Wonder Woman or something. Because in reality, I knew I wouldn’t get far against the two Vampires that had pretty much stolen me from the street last night.

I needed to think about this calmly. I looked to the window and could see daylight peeking through, so it stood to good reason the brothers were asleep… Wasn’t that the myth that they burnt up in the daylight?

Damn it, I felt like I knew nothing because all the books I had read had different rules. Meaning my extensive knowledge on the subject was actually a grand total of zero. And yes, the irony wasn’t lost on me considering my secret obsession with reading Vampire Romances. Although I never thought I would ever be living one!

Well, if the sunlight rule was in fact true in my reality, then that meant that I had until nightfall to figure this out. Starting with these super soft ropes that, even though they were tied tight enough not to slip, they hadn’t broken the skin. Although they would most definitely bruise if I tried to fight my wrists free of them. I even reached up with my teeth, seeing if I could work them loose that way.

“Oh, come on… just fucking give, would you!” I complained, only to be left totally surprised when one did, in fact, give way.

I paused, stopping a second just so I could think about this. Last time, I had wanted certain things to happen and like magic, they seemed to have done just that. What if all I needed to do was say it, not just think it.

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