Page 15 of Promised in Blood

Tears stream down her cheeks now. “Losing any of you would kill me. I’m sorry that I’m putting you all in danger.”

“No,” Malachi says. “Youare not putting anyone in danger, sweet girl. Alexandros warned us what it would mean if we bonded with you, and we all chose this for ourselves. The fact that others will try to take you from us is not on you. Do not for a single second pick up that burden, because it is not yours.”

“But doing what I can to keep us all safe is mine though.” She sniffs. “And that means doing everything I can to control my powers.”

I’m never one to follow the rules or do what’s expected of me, but this—this is too fucking important to fuck up. The three of us murmur our agreement, reluctant though it may be.

She wipes her cheeks with the back of her hand and offers us a faint smile. “Damn Alexandros. Is he ever wrong about anything?”

I shake my head. “Nope.”

“Better get used to it, baby.” Malachi grins at her.

I suck in a deep breath, hoping for some relief for my aching cock and fangs but find none. “I guess we’d better wrap this up.”

“No.” She runs her fingers through my hair. “I still want to feel close to you all. I need to.”

I flash her a wicked grin. It’s so sweet that she thought not letting her come meant that we wouldn’t be. “Oh, we can torture you by fucking you and not letting you come, but we have time for that later.”

“No.” She shakes her head again. “I mean I need you to bite me.”

Axl runs his nose along her jawline. “I think you’re a little too worked up already to let us bite you and it not set you off, princess.”

“So, make it hurt,” she pleads.

Malachi growls. “No, baby.”

Oh, what I wouldn’t give to sink my fangs into her sweet flesh right now. “You know we can’t, Cupcake.”

Her perfect tits heave as she sucks in a rasping breath. “But you can if I want it. You told me that, remember?”

“If we make it hurt, it willhurt,Ophelia,” Axl warns her.

“I know, but I need it. I need all of you. I feel different, and I need you to be part of it, part of the new me. I need to still be a part of you all.” She sniffs again, tears welling in her eyes once more.

She speaks the truth. Her blood races through her veins, calling to me, to each of us. My fangs throb with pulsing need. But it’s Malachi who gives in first. “Okay. If that’s what you need. But if it hurts too much…”

She places her free hand on his cheek. “If it hurts too much, you’ll know.”

My brothers and I share a quick look, and that is all the additional permission we need. Through our connection, I feel Axl’s teeth sink into her throat and Malachi’s into the crease of her forearm at the same time I bite down on the creamy skin of her thigh. Her moan is full of pleasure, and the bed starts to rattle.

She asked you to make it hurt. The professor’s voice floods my thoughts once more.

And so I do. I clamp my jaws into her flesh, and the trickle of blood becomes a strong, steady flow, coating my tongue and sliding down my throat, lighting up my body with her power. She tastes the same. Her power has always been in her blood, but it’s stronger now, more potent in its effect on me. My head spins. My heart races so hard that it might beat out of my chest. Malachi and Axl feel it too. She cries out in pain, but she writhes in part ecstasy as we give her what she needs. Enough to take the edge off the euphoria that threatens to overwhelm her.

The walls shake and the ground vibrates.

“I am!” she shouts.

Who are you yelling at, baby?Malachi asks.

“The professor!” she pants.

And then I hear him in her head, guiding her to find her light and control her emotions. It seems that the pain taps into her power even more than the pleasure. It occurs to me that I can never hear him in Malachi’s or Axl’s heads, so I shouldn’t be able to hear him in hers, but I have no time to unravel what that means. We need to stop our girl from going supernova.

We all ease off a bit. The violent tremors that were wracking her body abate, and the walls stop shaking. And somehow, we find a balance between her pleasure and her pain that doesn’t send her powers into overdrive. I suck softly, letting her taste flood my entire being, and like each new time I feed from her, our connection grows deeper and more profound. And when she’s given enough, we all stop and stare at the powerful creature lying in our bed, willing to give everything of herself to us, just as we are to her.

LeavingAxl and Malachi to help a temporarily weakened Ophelia get showered and dressed, I head back to the kitchen. She didn’t need all three of us, and her naked body in the shower is a little too much temptation for me. I haven’t fucked her in two days, and I’m a man on the edge.

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