Page 86 of Promised in Blood

I pull the comforter down, revealing her pale skin, and dust my mouth along her arm. She shivers. My cock hardens, pressing painfully against my zipper.

I hold myself up on one forearm as I trail my lips up her body until my mouth is close to her ear. “I am back, little one.”

“Alexandros,” she mumbles sleepily, her eyes still closed.

With my free hand, I push her onto her back and allow my eyes to rake over her perfect body. Her naked skin is covered in the scent of my boys, but that does nothing to detract from how good she smells. My fangs ache, and my mouth waters with anticipation to taste her.

I trail my fingertips across her collarbone. “So sweet, little Ophelia.”

She murmurs, stuck halfway between a dream and waking. I slide my knee between her thighs, pushing them apart. “Shh. You can stay asleep if you must.”

Her lips curve in a smile, her eyes remaining closed. But she is not closed off from me. Her mind is open. Her thighs spread wider until I drop between them, fitting against her like I was always meant to be here. I am vaguely aware of Malachi climbing back onto the bed beside Xavier and feel all three sets of eyes on me, but it does not matter. We are all a part of this. A part of her. I will take her whilst they watch and show them how beautifully she moans my name when she comes for me.

“Need to eat,” she mumbles, still dreaming.

I hum against her skin, my lips vibrating against the soft skin of her throat. “You are right. I do need to eat.” I drag my mouth lower and flick my tongue over the turgid peaks of her nipples, then move down to her stomach. She moans, and the lower I get, the louder her needy little sounds become. Finally, my mouth is at the apex of her thighs, and I suck the swollen bud of her clitinto my mouth. She gasps, threading her fingers in my hair and rocking her hips against my face.

You awake now, little one?

“Y-yes.” She grinds herself onto my lips and tongue as I lick and suck at her delicious pussy.

So close to the edge already. Were you dreaming of me?I chuckle against her, and the vibration makes her whimper.

I was waiting for you to come home and d-do this. She speaks through our bond, her breathing becoming raspy and labored. I lick her to her first orgasm, taking care of her swollen, tender flesh with my mouth before I fuck her because, as careful as I intend to be, I can never hold back as much as I should.

“Alexandros!” The breathy cry of my name from her lips fills me with pride, not only at the sounds she makes but also the groans that rumble from my boys as they watch us—as theyfeelher come apart for me.

You come like such a good girl for me.

She mewls at my praise, and her submission makes my length ache with the need to be inside her.

I press a kiss to the top of her inner thigh. The arterial pulse in her groin throbs like a beacon, calling me to bite her, but I move up her body, trailing my hungry mouth over her stomach and breasts until I reach the place where her lifeblood flows strongest. There is nothing better than sinking my fangs into her pretty throat whilst I am buried inside her hot, needy pussy.

Hurriedly, I free my cock from my pants and line up my crown, already seeping precum, at her entrance. She snakes her legs around my waist, and her snug entrance milks the tip of my shaft. Nazeel’s words ring in my head.She will change you.

Jealousy—and the desire to prove to Ophelia and the rest of the world that I own every part of her—burns through me, causing a possessive growl to rumble in my throat.

Hold her open for me, I order Axl and Xavier, who obey immediately, unhooking her calves from behind my back and spreading her thighs as wide as she can comfortably tolerate.

She blinks at me, her blue eyes shining with anticipation. “I want to be so deep inside you that there is no doubt who you belong to, little one.”

She nods and sinks her teeth into her pillowy bottom lip, daring me to do it. To fuck her so hard that she is forever molded to the shape of my cock.

And the sweet relief I feel when I push all the way inside her with one possessive stroke has my eyes rolling back in my head. My entire shaft is cocooned within her pulsing heat, but it is not enough. I rest on my forearms and nuzzle at her neck until I find the perfect spot where her carotid artery runs thick and fast with her blood. Her whimpers turn to needy moans as I bite down, piercing her tender flesh with my fangs and allowing her decadent taste to flood my mouth. The fire already raging inside me is stoked to an inferno.

“I need you.” She runs her hands over my back, pulling up my shirt so she can access my skin. Her nails rake down my spine, and it makes me drive harder into her, causing the bed to rock violently.

And with every stroke inside her, ancient prophecies and their vague notions swirl around my mind.

The one who will bring our ruin or our redemption.

The one who will bring balance to the world.

But the world cannot have her. She is mine.Myruin and redemption. I try to drown it all out and lose myself in only her. In the way her tight warmth grips me like she fears I will leave, and in the way her soft body yields to mine despite the power running through every fiber of her being. But the witch’s words continue to play on repeat.She will change you.

I pull out and sink into Ophelia again, over and over, deeper and harder than before, suckling greedily on her neck until her lifeblood courses through me as strongly as my own. Her desperate moans anchor me back to her, to this. The moment we share is so much more than the simple act of fucking. It is the life-affirming, eternally beautiful reunion of two halves of the same soul. A soul forged from the atoms of the universe billions of years ago, when the world was still blinking its newborn eyes at the first sun. I have surely loved her before, and I will find and love her through every incarnation until the end of time itself.

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