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“Sorry.” Daire didn’t sound apologetic though.
This couldn’t be happening. I wasn’t in one stranger’s arms, sucking his friend’s thumb to get more blood from the tiny wound. But I made a noise that sounded suspiciously like frustration, because no more blood oozed from his thumb.
“Use your fangs, Shara.”
My name on his lips did insane things to my body. It sounded so… filthy, coming from him. Like he was thinking of something else I should be sucking instead of his thumb.
And fangs. What the fuck? Again, I had no idea what he meant.
I smelled something delicious close by, though. So I released his thumb and turned my face toward the man holding me. I touched my lips to his bloody shirt and the big man trembled. His hands tightened reflexively and his chest rumbled on a deep growl. Unsure, I started to pull back, but he clamped my head to him and swept me up in his arms.
“Safety,” Alrik ground out. “Or I'm carrying you to my bike and driving till dawn.”
His blood coated my lips, stirring a heat in me that I've never felt before. It felt…sexual. His big body against me, hard muscle working as I took his blood. And I wanted more. I wanted it all. His body and his blood.
For the first time in my life, I realized that I wasn't exactly human.
Fangs. Blood. My body had made the connection, even if my brain still stuttered around helplessly, refusing to believe the evidence.
Maybe I should have been alarmed. Maybe I should have adamantly denied any such urges. But honestly, it was a fucking relief.
I'd always been different, and so damned alone once I lost Mom. If these two men were like me, I was sticking close. Until they gave me a reason not to.
CHAPTER THREE
Shara
Their blood tasted better than anything I’d ever had in my life and it went straight to my head like a suicide-shot of caffeine, adrenaline, wine, and chocolate, mixed with a cocaine chaser. I didn’t want to stop tasting him. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough.
Alrik cupped my cheek, pulling my face up toward his. I struggled a moment, but only because I wanted more. Then I remembered the danger we were in, and the watcher on the hill. He was still there, and I could feel his rage creeping through the woods like a foul poison.
I tipped my head toward the lodge. “I have a room in the motel. It’s kept me safe for two weeks.”
He looked at his friend and I had a sense of words unspoken flowing between them. Then Daire turned to leave and sudden panic gripped me. I reached out and caught a handful of his shirt. “Where are you going?”
Turning to me, he pressed his forehead to mine, wrapping me and his friend in his arms. “Never fear that I’ll leave you. I’d sooner die first. I’m going to grab our wheels and bring them up to your location so we can leave at dawn.”
“But how will you find my room?”
“Rik will tell me. We’ve shared blood many times and it creates a bond. I will find him. I’ll stay close, but you may want some privacy.”
Privacy. That word carried so many layers and implications. I became aware of two male bodies pressed against me, and the very hard evidence of their desire. Both of them.
More, I became aware of my own.
Need pulsed through me, fed by their blood. I ached in places that had never stirred with desire before. I wanted their hands, their mouths, and their cocks. I trembled between them, imagining it. Wrapped in their heat, taking their blood, taking their bodies. Nothing had ever sounded better to me in my entire life. I didn’t wantonlyAlrik. Or only Daire.
I wanted this. Both of them. Holding me all night long.
I’d been without any kind of physical contact for so long, not a handshake or a hug, let alone pure physical desire. I’d never felt like this, and I wasn’t ready to let it go. They might be willing to share and take turns, but I wasn’t.
“No,” I said hoarsely. “No privacy. I want you. I want him. And I don’t want either of you out of my sight.”
“Greedy,” Daire teased, kissing my nose. “I like it. I’ll be fast.”
He didn’t release me, though, only staring at me with an expectant look in his eyes. They called me queen. Maybe he truly wanted my permission. I gave him a nod and he let go of me, turned, and… blurred. That quickly, he was gone.
“What are you?” I whispered. He didn’t even leave tracks in the snow.
