Page 36 of Blood Lust
I straddled him and gripped each side of his face. Zane groaned, but the pain he was experiencing put him at my mercy. I leaned in, and before I could guide his lips to my neck, I cried out in shock and some pain when fangs larger than my vampires’ sank into my neck.
The fire blazing inside me streamed up to the vein Zane was violently drinking from. The fire cooled, and a new flame ignited more powerfully than I would’ve ever imagined. I gasped as my body responded with a ferocious desire for sex with the wolf I was feeding.
“Holy Jesus,” I panted out, wanting to rub my aching clit.
Zane’s body remained tense and strong as he groaned in response to me. I reached down and found his dick hard and ready to pleasure me, prompting a moan of desire from my lips.
Zane’s hands were rough as they slipped to my lower back and he forced me into his hardness. Goddamn, he was huge, but being with my vamps—especially Braden—I knew Zane wouldn’t hurt me. He would just fill me up with what my pussy was throbbing for.
I absently started rubbing my wet as fuck pussy along his massive cock, trying to ease what we both were after while he fed. Zane’s growls were intoxicated and alerting me to the fact if he was going to fuck me it was going to be hard, rough, and wild.
“You can fuck me, baby. I want it too,” I said breathlessly as his mouth tightened around my neck. His hands gripped me harder as he rubbed along my back and thrust his hips hard up into my dripping wet pussy.
If Cole was saying anything, I didn't hear it. I was engrossed in feeling the aggressive wolf feed on me and probably leaving a trail of bruises with his powerful grip on my back, ass, and now neck. We both were groaning, whimpering, and most likely wanting this hard fuck more than anything right now.
“Fucking wolf can’t control himself,” Cole’s angered voice was like a whisper.
The next thing I knew, I was off Zane and in Cole’s grips. Cole brought his lips to my neck where Zane had been viciously taking my blood, and he licked along the wound. “Fuck,” he said, “he could’ve ripped your head off.”
I spun around, wanting to send my knee into Cole’s balls and drop him from ending the state of ecstasy I was in with Zane.
“Damn,” I heard Zane say in a husky voice. “You did it, Elle,” he exhaled and rubbed his forehead. “Bren…he’s healing.”
Cole and I both turned to Zane. Zane’s eyes were locked onto the ground and focused on seeing something other than the distressed wood floors of the cabin. A smile turned up on his lips when he lifted his head and eyes met mine. “I need more,” he said with a sorrowful expression. “Do you have it in you? Blood, I need more blood.”
My body answered his need, and the blood in my system responded to him as I felt the heat under my skin intensify. “You didn’t get enough blood?”
“He was badly hurt. So was Nakia.”
“Is Nakia healing?” I asked, worried for the other wolf.
Zane nodded and slumped back into the chair as one would after running their ass off in a marathon, needing a place to sit. He was drained, and it crushed my heart for him.
“I can scent her blood replenishing,” Cole said. “Baby, you’re a little miracle right now. It would be great if you could flush out that witch’s curse by saving the three wolves.”
“But it’s not going to work out like that, is it?”
“Sadly, no. From what I’m getting off of you it’s like your body is in defense mode—protective mode so to speak. You tapped into the life-blood that’s been masked by this new vampire transformation, but you’re not one hundred percent like you were before.”
“And that means?”
Cole brought a calculating gaze to Zane, “Your ass can’t get carried away with her while feeding again. I had to rip your ass off of her when I scented her blood depleting. You not only have to take care of her, but if you tap into her dark magic blood, you might also fuck yourself worse than what was going down with Bren.”
“I can’t control it though,” he rubbed the back of his neck, contemplating taking my blood again. “I lose control of everything. The blood fueling my body, strengthening me, and then the desire to fuck her while I feed on her. This is the craziest thing that I’ve ever felt.”
“Well, shit.” Cole glanced at both of us and smiled, “She is good, damn good. I feel that as a vampire who embraces sex, not a wolf who’s never been lured or driven by a vampire pulling these emotions out of them—much less a unique vampire like Ellie.”
“I think we’ve got this,” I said to Cole, reassuring him by intertwining my hands between his. “I want you in on it too.”
Cole’s eyes grew severe as they pleaded with me to not have him join in with a wolf feeding on me. “Not a good idea. I’ll make sure he doesn’t kill you though.”
“I want you both,” I said. “Whatever sparked between Zane feeding and his responses woke up something in me, and I want to have both my alphas with me at the same time.”
Cole’s mouth slacked open, and I impulsively brought my lips to his. The alpha in Cole took over, and I wasn’t surprised, knowing how hard it must have been for him to watch Zane feed on me.
Zane’s hands were smooth and tender as he stood behind me, stroking my sides. He must have been sensing the emotions coming off mine and Cole’s never-ending kiss, and he slowed himself down to start this off gently.
My mind went intotaking care of my injured wolfmode, but I wanted Cole with us whether he wanted to be part of whatever happened after Zane started feeding again or not.
