Page 58 of Bound in Blood

“You could have… Just once, you could have?—”

I cut him off by sealing my lips over his. My tongue slides into his mouth with no resistance, and I devour him. Sinking deeper, I take everything he has and give him all he desires. Everything he deserves. Pouring into him all the things I should have told him but never had the courage to. His hands are no longer cautious as they rake through my hair and down my back, fingers kneading my muscles. Loud, guttural moans bubble up into his throat, and I swallow them whole.

Sir, he says through our bond. Please don’t do this if you’re not…His chest heaves with a strangled sob, and it is enough to force me to tear my mouth from his.

I do not need to ask him what he was going to say, nor do I need to read his mind. It is written clearly on his face—the fear that I am going to use him and toss him aside. Or even worse, make him forget. I brush his cheek with my knuckles. “I told you, Xavier, that you are mine. Always. I will not ever take this from you. From us. I give you my word.”

His hand fists in my hair, and he pulls me back to him, but before I resume our kiss, I dust my lips along his jawline, teasing him until he moans my name.

“You are so beautifully delicious,” I murmur, my lips trailing his collarbone as my fangs ache with the need to taste him again. His carotid artery pulses beneath his skin, his blood flowing so tantalizingly close to my mouth. Using my knees, I spread his thighs apart. After settling between them, I notch the head of my cock at his ass. I want to sink inside him again so badly my body aches.

He grunts. “Do it.”

I let out a dark laugh. “You want me inside you again, pup?”

He bucks his hips, and his hard length digs into my abdomen. “Yeah. Please!”

Teasing him is delicious torture, for I know the sweet relief that awaits me as soon as I decide to take it. “I have told you not to beg, Xavier. It does not become you.”

“So stop teasing me and fuck me already,” he says, groaning.

I relent and grant him his wish, and my fangs pierce the tender flesh of his throat at the same time I drive inside him.

“Fuck!” He grits out the word, his arms banded around my back as he bears down on me. His warmth envelopes me as I feed and fuck and take what I have been denying myself for far too long.

Please don’t stop.His pained plea rings out inside my head.

I have no intention of stopping, pup. Not until you are a trembling mess and unable to walk.

I feel him smile, his hand sliding up my back until he is gripping my hair.Are you sure about that, old man?

His impudence would draw my ire in any other circumstance, but here, with my cock and my fangs buried inside him, it simply fuels the flames of my desire for him. I do slow my thrusts a little, and he whines.

I would make you regret that. Except I am sure the only thing that could make you feel such a way would be for me to stop, and we have already established that is not going to happen.

“Then I guess you’d better prove it.”

I rip my teeth from his neck and lick the residue of his coppery blood from my lips. “I intend to.”

A soft tappingcomes from the other side of the door, and I already know it is Ophelia before I call out for her to enter. “You do not have to knock.”

She gives me a shy smile. “I just wanted to make sure you were both…” She presses her lips together. “Uh… done.”

I sometimes forget the strange notions humans have about sex. She is perfectly aware and accepting of the boys being together, but is this different for her? As possessive as I am when it comes to her, that does not extend to my boys, and I assumed the same would be true for her. But perhaps I should have spoken with her beforehand. “How much did you feel?”

Her cheeks flush the brightest shade of pink. “All of it.”

Xavier opens one eye. “You should have joined us, Cupcake.”

She bites on her lip and makes her way to the bed. “I didn’t want to interrupt. Bonding is special. Intimate, right?”

I grab her wrist and pull her to lie between us. She squeals, snuggling between our bodies. “Yes it is, little one.” I run my nose over her hair. “And I am desperate to bond with you again.”

“I’m desperate too. Six more days, right? And then you can bite me all over?”

Sweet demons of the netherworld. She lives to test my willpower. “Six very long and torturous days.”

“I can’t wait to taste you again, Cupcake,” Xavier says with a groan. “No blood is as sweet as yours.”

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