Page 73 of Bound in Blood

“I love you too,” I murmur as I melt into the mattress. Intense feelings of warmth and contentment have ingrained themselves into my very bones. I am once again bonded to all four of my mates, exactly as I should be. And no matter what the future has in store for us, I know that together we can face anything this crazy universe throws our way.

Chapter

Thirty-One

AXL

“You feel that?” Xavier shivers, his eyes flaming with heat and desire.

Yes, I fucking felt it. Every single nerve ending in my body felt it. Despite having already taken our fill of blood this afternoon, my fangs protract. I have never been more ravenous for a taste of anyone since I was first turned over two centuries ago.

Malachi grins. “Alexandros re-bonded with Ophelia.”

Xavier cracks his neck. “That means the blue poppy must be gone.”

“And that means we all get to feed?” I barely recognize the vicious growl that comes out of my mouth, but it comes from a place of deep yearning. Of a need so profound, I am sure I’ll die if I don’t taste her soon. Like on the day I first bit her, the beast inside me can no longer be contained.

We increase our speed, each of us as desperate as the other to get back to the house. To her. It takes but a few moments, and the house is quiet except for the sound of their beating hearts. My skin sizzles with anticipation, fangs throbbing with adelicious kind of ache, and I know my hunger will be sated very soon.

The bedroom door is open, and she lies on the bed with him, her pink hair fanned out over the pillow while he lazily runs his fingers down her abdomen. I want her so fucking bad it hurts.

“Hi,” she whispers, not needing to lift her head and see us to know we’re here.

“Hey, Cupcake,” Xavier says, already tugging off his clothes.

Malachi does the same. “Is the blue poppy out of your system?”

“Yeah.” Her voice is a soft breath I can feel on my skin even from here.

My cock presses painfully against the seam of my zipper. “How?”

It’s Alexandros who replies. “Our clever elementai figured out a way to remove the toxins herself using healing energy.”

“You’re so smart, sweet girl.” Naked, Malachi crawls onto the bed, trailing his mouth from her ankles all the way to the tops of her thighs as he goes. “I cannot fucking wait to taste you.”

She giggles. “Me too.”

Xavier follows him, and Alexandros rolls out of the way, allowing them both to get beside her, his eyes dark as he watches them with her. And I watch too, strangely transfixed by the sight of them together. Their need for her blood feels as keen as my own. Yet despite my feral instinct to bite, to drink from her and slake this thirst, I remain where I am. Watching. Waiting. Prolonging this agony because I know it will make the reward all the sweeter.

“I really fucking need you, Cupcake,” Xavier growls. “All of you.”

He and Malachi pull her into a kneeling position and situate themselves in front of her and behind her. I stalk around the edge of the bed to obtain a better view. From here, I see them allin profile. Her soft, supple body sandwiched between their hard ones. Her juicy tits pressed up against Xavier’s chest. Their stiff cocks digging into her ass and stomach.

Malachi collects her hair and wraps it around his fist, exposing the full length of her neck. “We’re gonna fuck while we feed, sweet girl.”

She shivers between them. My cock throbs, and I palm it over my jeans, desperate for some relief, and take a seat beside the window. Xavier and Malachi communicate without words or thoughts as they take her together. Their fangs sink into her flesh on either side of her neck while Malachi drives into her wet pussy. Then he pulls out and allows Xavier to do the same. They work together like that, each of them fucking her with a steady rhythm, not letting her tight pussy remain empty for more than a second. She cries out, and overwhelming pleasure permeates the room. Her power intoxicating, her taste addictive and delicious. But it’s the sounds the three of them make that nearly tip me over the edge as I slide my hand into my jeans and stroke my cock. Her cries. Their groans. Her wet pussy taking them both so well. A beautiful symphony of their union.

Alexandros watches them too, as transfixed by the three of them as I am. They are a beautiful sight as they come together, one single entity sharing an intense moment of euphoria and release. And by the time they’re done with her, I’m already on my feet, tearing off my clothes and growling like a starving animal that’s about to make its first kill in weeks. Such is the strength of my desire for her, I feel a spike of anxiety that I’ll hurt her as soon as I get my hands on her. Until I remember I can’t. Our bond won’t allow it, and I thank fuck for that because I have no idea how I’m going to hold back my desperation to take everything from her.

Malachi gently lays her trembling body down on the bed next to Alexandros, then shuffles out of my way with Xavier closebehind. I crawl between her thighs, spreading them wider with my knees. Her chest heaves with every breath. The pulse in her throat flutters violently, silently begging for my fangs. Instead, I trail kisses up her thighs and skim her sweet pussy on my way to her stomach.

“Axl,” she moans, bucking her hips and threading her fingers through my hair, her desire still coursing through her despite the orgasm she just had. Not to mention the ones Alexandros no doubt gave her before we arrived.

“I know, princess. I’m fucking desperate to taste you and to fuck you while I do it. Would you like that?” She sinks her perfect teeth into her juicy lower lip and nods. “Did the professor fuck you too?”

She shakes her head, and I look to him, confused.

He arches an eyebrow. “Ophelia is ovulating.”

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