Page 19 of Blood Claims
“What… what are you doing?” I asked, wishing the words had come out more forcefully.
“Just making sure our good girl continues to be a good girl,” Victor replied with a grin that matched his brother’s knowing smirk.
I narrowed my eyes at them both and snapped,
“Yeah well, I need privacy to change because I’m not going anywhere in blood-soaked clothes…especially not with you two looking at me like I am some all you can eat buffet.”I muttered the last part, making Tal lick his lips as he let his gaze wander down the length of me.
“The fucking tastiest buffet on the planet… damn, girl, how you make my mouth water,” Tal told me, making me shiver and take another step back when his eyes started to glow silver.
The hungry look in his eyes was so predatory, it literally stole my breath. It was like catching the eyes of a wolf as it stalked you in the dark, your flashlight momentarily alerting you to the danger that was circling you like prey. I even looked around the room, half expecting to find bars closing in around me because I felt locked in a fucking cage with two hungry lions!
“Easy, brother, your hunger is frightening her,”Victor whispered to Tal, who looked close to pouncing on me.
“I know, I can practically taste the blood pumping faster through her veins.Her sexual fear is delicious,”he admitted, making me gasp and go to take another step back, something Victor noticed.
“A word of warning for the future, Firefly…we love the chase.”This made me stop backing away instantly, deciding to ask them for the most basic thing.
“I want privacy to change.”
“Your privacy is a thing of the past, so you better get used to it…now strip,”Tal commanded, his easy-going charm gone and making me grit my teeth so hard, I thought they would shatter! But then something in me snapped and I decided, fuck it! So, I practically tore my jacket off after shouting,
“Fine!”
I slapped it down on the floor, then whipped my T-shirt up and over my head before tossing it aside. And for the first time in days, I finally felt like the tables of control had shifted as their hungry silver eyes drank in the sight of me. As if I held all the power in the palm of my hand…or should I say in my body.One I was using as a weapon against them. I snapped the button of my jeans open, making Tal growl and Victor hiss as he dragged air through his teeth.
Then I reached into my duffle bag and pulled out the first things I could find, which was another pair of jeans. They were light grey, which would go well with the knitted navy sweater I also grabbed. One that was long sleeved, with a wide neck and would show hints of my bra beneath, thanks to the loose knit and the way it fell from one shoulder.
Not that I cared, because anything to torture them both with and I would use it. Despite them both being the bad guys, I still knew at heart that they weren’t monsters. Which meant the lines might have been blurry for them but there was one line I knew they wouldn’t cross.
They wouldn’t force me sexually.
Which was why the moment they took a step closer to me, I held up a hand and tested this by snapping,
“No! You don’t get to touch me!” And let’s just say it wasn’t the reaction they wanted.
“The fuck we don’t!” Tal snarled, making my hand jerk a little before holding strong.
“As long as I am your prisoner, what happened last night won’t happen again,” I told them both, making Victor grit his teeth.
Tal, being the more vocal of the two, was quick to argue in the same way he did before.
“The fuck it won’t!”
“I am not stupid. I know you won’t force me sexually,” I tested, hoping I was right, and from the looks of anger and frustration on their faces, I had guessed right. But the second Tal made a step toward me, Victor intervened by placing a hand at his brother’s chest, stopping him.
“You’re right, we wouldn’t ever force you,” Victor said, before slipping past his brother so he was right in front of me. He positioned himself inches away and I had to force myself to remain still to not give him the satisfaction of me retreating like I wanted. Especially when I felt his curled fingers under my chin apply enough pressure that I had no choice but to look up at him.
“But make no mistake, my foolish little Firefly… we will touch you, and this sexual war you wage against us will not last…for we look forward to breaking you.”This was said before he then scanned the length of me, watching as my chest heaved with the strength of his words. His eyes glinted in pleasure as he watched the way I shuddered before taking a step back. Something that left his hand suspended where it had been under my chin.
I grabbed my sweater from the bed, tugged it over my head, and told him firmly,
“Then let the war begin!”
Victor grinned down at me and before I knew it, he fisted a hand in the open waist band of my jeans and yanked me hard into him. Something that left me in a vulnerable position with my hands pressed against his hard chest. A wall of muscle I could never hope to be strong enough to push away, even if I wanted to. Which in all honesty, I shockingly didn’t.Not even when his other hand cupped my jaw and held it tight enough to keep my head tilted back, looking up at him. This was so he could lower his head and growl an inch from me,
“And to the spoils of war.”
Then he kissed me, and my cry of shock was swallowed down before a shameful moan slip free soon after. Of course, I stupidly allowed the kiss to happen, and he knew it, as he was the one to pull back first. His cocky ass grin proved that he had won this round, making me sneer back up at him the second he said,
