Page 14 of Blood Lust
“Okay. What the hell do you plan on doing after that?” I asked, Logan’s expression totally confusing me now.
He ran his hand over my breast, my nipple perking up at his touch over my clothes. Throbbing started in, and I smiled in response, hoping this would go down without me going bat shit crazy and killing Logan.
“I’ll use the sigil cuffs to restrain her while she feeds. She’s been with Zac and me together before so she can take both our blood. One of us sort of standing guard as she feeds on the other.”
“You know if this goes on for as long as I’m confident you and Zac will take it.” Cole eyed his cousin, “The wolves with their stellar hearing will hear everything.”
“Then they’ll understand why we need their fucking help, won’t they?” Logan answered. “Let me go set the house up so we can bring her through it without her catching on fire. Braden can deal with the wolves and you—” Voices coming from upstairs interrupted Logan. “Fuckers are already here?” Logan narrowed his eyes at Cole. “Bet those assholes couldn’t wait to have us begging for their help.”
“Elle needs to feed. Can you and Zac pull this off down here?” Cole looked at me. “Unless you’d be more comfortable upstairs with the little vamp BDSM game I’m pretty sure Logan’s about to play with you.”
“I’m not ready to see Jon, Jen, or any of them right now,” I answered truthfully.
“It’s because you need to feed, doll,” Cole said. “Let me go hold them off, and I’ll have Zac and Braden shut this place up from the sun. The guys will get you comfortable and fed. If the wolves sense a weak vampire, that could send their stupid asses into a frenzy.” He walked toward the stairs, “If you’re weak, you’ll fear them. We can’t show any fear around these bastards, or they’ll ask for more in return for their help.”
My throat was starting to burn, “I’m down for anything right now.”
“You need to feed,” Logan said. “Hurry the hell up so I can get her out of here.” He looked up at Cole, “And give her your alpha command not to attack my ass while we wait.”
Cole gave the command, and the burning sensation in my throat subsided. I smelled nothing but Logan’s rich cologne and crawled over, sunburnt skin and all, into his arms. Whatever he had planned, I was ready for it. All I knew was that I didn’t intend on showing any weakness when I saw my former best friend for the first time since she lied and ran off with herpack.
Chapter Eight
Iwas upstairs and in back in the master suite in record vamp time. Logan took another staircase that was hidden behind the kitchen, avoiding where I could hear Jon’s familiar voice talking to Braden and Cole.
My throat had a slight ache to it, but it was nothing compared to the sunburnt sensation of my skin.
“Alright, Ellie-babe,” Logan said with his sexy grin after tossing the cuffs on the massive bed. “Listen, obviously we’re not going to let you drink from a fucking blood bag like some damn animal. You already think you’re a monster, so I’m going to highlight the best parts of being a vampfor you right now, got it?”
I faced him and ran my hands along his taut sides, “Let’s do this.”
“Hold up, you kinky little SOBs,” Zac’s humored voice rang through the room as I started to climb up on the bed. “Listen, Ellie,” Zac started as he planted two hands on his hips and eyed me with speculation, “I get Logan is a fucking sex maniac, and he also has the best intentions of making this work for you, but first things first.”
“I can hurt you both.” I tried to read his mind and end his lecture.
“We have to try to help you set mental boundaries if you can.” He glanced at the handcuffs and ankle cuffs on the bed, “This should be great, but only if you can let our necks go before you turn us into stone. We don’t have an endless amount of your life-blood stored up, so we’ve got to go at this easy.”
“I’ll do my best, but isn’t that why all three of us are in here?” I looked at both my sexy vampires’ tall and muscular frames, remembering how amazing they were out by the waterfall. “You are going to pretty much tag team my ass, yeah?” I said with a laugh.
Zac’s eyebrows shot up in humor, “That’s one way of putting it, but that’s not what this is about.” He looked at my fire burning red skin. “You’re not healing, and freshly-turned vamps can’t heal without blood. Logan’s blood should be enough for you, but another fun fact with this bitch witch’s curse is we don’t know how much blood you really need since you practically drained Braden in no fucking time at all. That’s next to impossible, and you almost pulled that shit off.”
“Okay. Then what do we do?”
“We stop talking,” Logan glared at Zac. “Zac’s right though. We need you to let us go, and listen to us as we guide you through this.”
“It won’t be fucking easy,” Zac said. “But for you, we’re going to give this a shot. All of us agree that our girl is not drinking from a goddamn blood bag.”
“Then let’s do this. I’ll try my best. Right now, I’m still under Cole’s alpha command to not drink from you, so that might help.”
Logan ripped his shirt off, and my dark-haired, blue-eyed vamp’s muscles were flexed as if the dude had just finished a hardcore workout. I could easily lick along the lines of his shredded abs, but I could sense the vamp was tense about how all this would go down.
He walked over to me and knelt on the floor in front of where I sat on the bed. He ran his hands along my outer thighs. “If the restraints bother you, you have to understand that they’re only there so you don’t drain Zac and me.” He brought his lips to the inside of one of my thighs and then peered up at me from under his thick black lashes. “I can already tell it’s going to take Zac and me pulling each other off you when we see you’ve drained one of us enough. So, Zac is right, this can be your first lesson in being a young vamp, Ellie.” He had me on my back and my ankles and wrists restrained to the wrought iron headboard and footboard in the half breath I took after he kissed my other inner thigh. “No killing your guys.” His voice was lower, and his eyes swirled in a hypnotic pattern. “You want the blood of an immortal vamp?” He tore my shirt—the only article of clothing I had on after almost killing Braden—and threw it over his shoulder. “You might like to know that you’re theonly,” his lips were at my ear, and the throbbing started between my legs, “only person—vampire—we have ever let take our necks.”
His eyes met mine. “I, for one, look forward,” he rubbed his concealed hard-on between my legs where I was growing increasingly wet, “to the sensation of fucking your tight pussy while I know I’m feeding my girl.”
“Fuck me,” I begged, squirming and wishing my hands were free so I could take his hard cock out of his pants.
“When you finish taking my neck,” he said pressing his lips into the side of my neck, “I want you to try and focus on healing the puncture. If you do that, I’ll heal faster, and my blood will replenish quicker.” His tongue ran up the side of the artery that used to feed my vampires and keep them healthy. He sucked and massaged the side of my neck with his tongue. “Just like this,” he said after finishing with a soft kiss. “Can you do that, doll face?” His shimmering irises met mine as his lips curved up into a smile, “Can you take care of us like we’re going to take care of you?”
