Page 13 of Blood Claims
Victor grinned and after looking me up and down slowly, he mocked,
“Oh, we know, sweetheart.”
“Fuck yeah, and the scent of her blood is making my fucking mouth water,” Tal said, actually licking his lips as he homed in on my stained clothes.
My bag was long gone, thanks to the bitch slicing it off me and effectively slicing through my jacket and T-shirt as well. Although after this comment, I was wise enough to pull the sides of my ruined parker jacket together, so I no longer felt like a meal on display.
“Spoilsport,” Tal replied, pretending to pout. However, it was when Victor sighed that I knew the flirting game was over.
“Where is the dagger, Vanessa?” he asked, and the limo remained stationary.
“Let me go and I will tell you,” I tested, dipping my toe in the bargaining pool, and finding it ice cold when his dark gaze bore into me.
The disappointment in his expression was almost enough to have me caving. Especially when he released a frustrated sigh while leaning forward so his forearms were resting on his knees. The mouthwatering action made his shirt stretch tight over his shoulder muscles and biceps in a swoon-worthy way.
“You already know that isn’t going to happen,” he informed me.
“Fuck no,” Tal added.
“Look, I think it’s obvious that the witch didn’t remove the curse.”
“No, what is obvious is that you have been played into believing such a curse exists, just like I said you would. But now it’s time to wake up from the witch’s game, Nessa,” Victor toldme, making me close my eyes tight and tell them in a pained voice,
“It’s not real.”But this ended on a cry of shock because, in those few seconds I blocked them out, he made his move.
“Ahhh!” I shouted when they were suddenly at me, sliding me from the corner I had huddled into. One that had put me closer to the driver’s side with only a privacy barrier between us. So, when my body slid along the leather, I opened my eyes and found myself situated between them.
“Now that’s better,” Tal rumbled, burying his face at the side of my head, taking in the scent of me by breathing in deep.
“Now let’s try this again, should we…? Where are we going, Nessa?” Victor said, picking up my hand and lifting the inside of my wrist to his lips. I gasped when his fangs emerged, holding myself stiff as a board when he ran the lengths of them across my skin.
“Please,”I moaned fearfully.
“Mmm…now that is a sound I do like to hear,”Tal whispered seductively in my ear.
“I don’t like repeating myself,” Victor warned, giving his brother cause to agree.
“He’s not lying, he really doesn’t.”
I shivered at the threat, making Victor grin over my wrist before kissing me there. Which was when I asked,
“And if I don’t… would you… would you hurt me?”
His amusement died pretty quickly, and Victor snarled over my skin, at the same time tightening his hold on my wrist.
“Now why would you go and piss us off by asking stupid questions, sweetheart?” Tal asked, and it was enough of an ‘oh shit’ moment that I quickly moved, throwing my weight forward and trying to catch his brother off guard so Victor would let me go. But this didn’t happen because his grip hardened, and he tugged me back to him. Which meant I ended up falling into hislap. A place he seemed happy to keep me, and his arms wrapped around my waist to hold me locked against him.
“Let me go!” I shouted, but this was when Tal intervened and gripped my face, turning it forcefully to his before growling,
“Never gonna happen,you’re ours!”Then he kissed me, making my gasp of surprise one he ended up tasting. And he needed no invitation before dipping his tongue inside, demanding dominance over the situation in his own way.
Of course, it was like I had no control over my own damn body as I quickly melted into him, soaking up the kiss like it was my last breath and I needed to make it last. But then the next growl came from beneath me, like a warning for his brother to share. A hint Tal didn’t miss because he ended the kiss only for it to be replaced by another, and Victor shifted my body enough so he could kiss me himself. Just like with his brother, I felt myself fall under his spell with ease. I just couldn’t resist the way they made me feel.
Even if it was only ever going to be real for me.
Because despite how sure they felt, I knew the truth. That the compulsion to find them each night and my gift of luck may have been lifted, but the reasons for them both wanting me still remained. The witch hadn’t lifted the curse that made them fall in love with me to begin with and had left me without a way to evade them once day came. I was pretty much screwed. My mind was already going a million miles an hour trying to figure out how I could possibly escape them. Maybe after time apart from them, their feelings would fade? I honestly didn’t know. I was navigating my way through an unknown world, but perhaps there was another witch that would be willing to help me. One that wasn’t on the Vampire King’s payroll like Victor had suggested.
And speaking of Victor, a growl of frustration left his lips after he first left my own, because he could obviously tell whenmy mind started to become shadowed with distractions of guilt and shame.
