Page 51 of Blood Bonds

“Do you like that, Little Firefly?” Victor asked me from behind, his lips seductively at my ear and his fingers flexing at my belly when I told him,

“Yes.”

“Then you know what to ask of my brother,” he encouraged, and I looked back to the imposing figure of a man sitting in front of me.

Talon leaned forward, his one forearm resting against his thigh, the height of him hunched over to get closer to my face.

“What do you want, girl?”Talon rumbled, his voice thick with what seemed to be his own desire.

So, I braved a whisper.

“More.”

This enticed another shiver, thanks to Victor’s growly breath at my neck. His lips approached dangerous ground for a Vampire…or should I say for me having one at my back.

“Then more you shall receive,” Talon told me, holding out the spoon, and this time he didn’t need to tell me to open. I swear it was like they had drugged me with their pheromones. I just couldn’t seem to think of anything but them… I was hyper-focused on their hands, their bodies and how close they had positioned themselves to me.

It was all like magic.

I licked the spoon clean once more, and my moan of pleasure ended with my head being pulled back by Victor’s hand in my hair. His lips were at the side of my neck as he kissed his way up the length and, fuck me, it felt too damn good to deny!

“Fucking beautiful,”Talon said.

It was as though he couldn’t take his eyes off me, and his own hand reached out to grip my neck. The hold could have turnedbrutal in a heartbeat. Could have turned deadly. I knew that. One fatal twist and he would have ended it all in a second.

The dangerous thrill of knowing this only seemed to heighten my arousal and I was too deep, too lost to the feeling to allow the shame to sink in and take hold. It could do that tomorrow. I could berate myself later but right now, I just couldn’t seem to care enough to stop.

This was the power they held over me.

In the end, my trust was awarded as instead of turning violent, Talon’s hand simply remained the firm side of commanding. It was a grip tight enough on the column of my neck that there was a chance it would bruise, but not tight enough to prevent my lungs from filling. Either way, it was effective enough that he used this hold on me to pull me forward, making me sit up straighter. At the same time, he leaned in, and I swear, the second he put his lips to mine, I gasped a moan.

One he tasted.

And in turn, his growl of pleasure was one I swallowed down like the fucking elixir of life. Our wet lips, tilting to the side, and deepening the kiss like it was the most natural thing in the world. It was a lifelong dance everyone knew the steps to. Some partners fit, some didn’t and some…

Some were fucking born to kiss.

That was what kissing Talon felt like. As if our lips had been made for each other. And I wasn’t the only one to feel this. Not if his reaction was anything to go by because he grabbed my waist and yanked me harder into him, his other hand slipping from the front of my neck and embedding itself in my hair at the side of my head.

His tongue plundered my mouth, dueling with my own and winning the game of supremacy as he completely dominated the kiss. But then I heard some Greek being spoken behind me, causing Talon to pull back, before growling down at me,

“Now time to gift my brother with those sweet lips of yours.”

I didn’t get a chance to move, nor would I complain as Victor’s hand cupped my cheek and turned my head so he could kiss me from behind. Again, like with his brother, I felt myself fit against him like I had been made for him. The kiss was natural and pure, and despite the differences between the two, one wasn’t better than the other. They both felt utterly amazing in their own way. Talon had been more forceful, practically fucking me with his tongue and giving me a taste of what was to come. Whereas Victor’s kiss was slower and more sensual, something that built up to the biting of my lips and tasting every piece of me. His hand held a firm grip on my cheek and jawline, holding me in place as he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and held it prisoner in between his teeth.

I swear, I felt drunk from these two kisses, leaving me feeling dizzy when their lips left me. I barely just noticed that the bowl of ice cream was long gone, and that Talon was taking hold of the hem of my sweater. Before I could say anything, the cooler air hit my skin as he pulled it up over my head and tossed it somewhere behind him. His eyes glowed in sight of my heaving breasts straining against the white lace and cotton of my bra. A sight I no longer feared, not now I knew what it meant.

He liked what he saw.

I knew this for certain when Talon told me in a husky tone,

“Fucking perfect…You are so fucking perfect.”

I moaned and only half of the reason was what his words did to me, the other half was from having Victor’s lips on my neck once more.

“That she is, Brother,that she is,”he agreed before licking my skin and sucking on the sensitive flesh. I was so lost to what they were doing, I forgot all about the fact that they were Vampires, and I currently had one at my neck once more.

I forgot all about it until I felt his cool fangs slip down further past his gums and before I could get even a fraction away from him, he made his move. Like a snake striking out too quickly to fend off, he banded his arm across me and sank his fangs straight into my flesh.

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