Page 62 of Promised in Blood

I fold my arms across my chest while he stalks toward me, my breathing growing heavier and a dull ache building between my thighs. “Haven’t I already explained how this works? Having all of us in your head…” He places his palm over my hammering heart. “Running through your veins…” His free hand slides to the back of my neck, and he dips his head until his mouth is close to my ear. “Would be enough to drive anyone insane with sexual frustration, Ophelia.” His lips dust over my neck. “You know if we could simply make you come that it would all feel so much better, right?”

My legs tremble as heat floods my core. “Y-yes,” I pant.

“Can’t we do something to help ease her suffering?” Malachi’s pleading tone ignites a spark of hope in me.

“I have an idea,” Axl says, joining us in the kitchen.

Oh, please let it be a good one. “What is it?” I peer over Xavier’s shoulder and see Axl smirking.

He grabs the keys to his Mustang from the counter. “How about we all take a ride? Get away from campus for a few hours?”

Xavier laughs darkly. “Hell yes.”

Malachi presses a kiss to my temple. “Sounds good to me, baby.”

Getting away from campus—getting away from the professor and his rules sounds like the best idea I’ve heard all week. “Me too.”

Axl winks at me. “Then let’s get out of here.”

A few minutes later, I’m squeezed between Xavier and Malachi in the back seat of the Mustang while Axl drives as fast as the car will go. I have no idea where he’s taking us, only that he’s headed away from where we were, and that’s good enough for me.

Xavier slips his hand beneath my skirt and tugs at my panties. “I know we don’t need these, do we, Cupcake?”

I bite down on my lip, my heart racing like a prize-winning stallion, and nod at him. I am so close to the edge that I’m worried I might explode as soon as he touches me, but I’m way too desperate to stop him.

“Good girl.” He tugs my underwear down my legs, then holds the material to his nose and inhales deeply. A loud, feral-sounding growl rumbles in his chest. “Fuck me, Cupcake.”

Malachi chuckles and wraps an arm around my shoulder, nuzzling my neck while he lifts my leg so it’s resting on his. His rough hand glides up to the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, and I whimper as he edges closer to the place where it feels like all my nerve endings have converged into a singular point.

Xavier hums his approval and does the same to my other leg, and now both their hands coast tantalizingly closer to my aching core.

Axl adjusts the rearview mirror, angling it so he has the best view of me spread open for his two best friends in the back seat. Their hands edge closer. Axl winks at me in the mirror. I’m going to fall apart.

Malachi slides a finger through my center, and my moan fills the small space. “You’re drenched already, baby,” he groans.

“I love this fucking car. Don’t let Ophelia set it on fire,” Axl commands.

“Naw.” Xavier’s breath dusts over my neck. “We won’t let her come yet. Still just playing.” He flicks the tip of his forefinger over my clit, and my hips buck off the seat, but I’m quickly pushed back down by the two giant vampires on either side of me.

My entire body quivers at their touch, and I whimper, shamelessly desperate for more. I want them inside me. On me. All over. “What the hell is wrong with me?” I gasp out the words as I pant for breath.

Malachi’s lips brush my ear. “Our horny little elementai.”

Xavier continues teasing my sensitive flesh. “You think you can handle a little more? You won’t set the car on fire if I slip my finger inside you, will you?”

“No!” I shake my head, frantic for him to do just that. “I need you to.”

He hums, his mouth dangerously close to my skin while he lazily circles my clit. Malachi kisses my neck and squeezes the tender meat of my thigh, massaging it in his powerful hand and giving me just enough of a distraction from Xavier.

Xavier slides his finger through my dripping center, so close to where I want him. I try to buck my hips, but they hold me in place. “Naughty, Ophelia.”

“Please!” I whimper.

“We’re all going to be inside you as soon as we get out of this car,” Malachi says softy in my ear.

Pleasure spikes through my core. “That’s n-not helping.”

“Will this help?” Xavier asks as he dips his finger inside me.

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