A sucky suck? Did she just casually mention a blow job like that?
Meanwhile Dakath bent over at the waist and bellowed his laughter while clutching his stomach.
“You heard me,” she sassed as she exited the bathroom, before calling out over her shoulder in question. “Actually, Dakath, do you need to sucky suck on me?”
It dawned on me then.Feeding. She meant feeding.Wow, I really needed to stop making everything perverse in my mind, but that was a hard feat with my cock straining in my pants like a metal rod.
Following her into the bedroom as she pulled on her clothes, Dakath ducked his head in a sheepish manner that was unlike him. Brushing his hand over the top of his head, he responded, “Uhm, that would be great, actually,” before rushing to tack on so quickly I wasn’t sure he took a breath, “but only if you’re full!”
It was interesting to watch his confident demeanor fade away with Kyella as soon as the mention of him feeding came up. I knew it wasn’t because he wanted her blood specifically—that was completely understandable. Her blood was pure ecstasy—a nectar that energized me like no other and proved to keep me full for longer periods of time. I knew Dakath, the bashfulness was becausehedidn’t want to feel like a burden. Two peas in a pod, these two.
Dakath once mentioned to Elijah and I how he felt wrong drinking any other’s blood now, to the point of going through agonizing hunger pains until he could drink from Kyella. Elijah and I shared similar thoughts, but we would drink blood from others when necessary, as long as it wasn’t directly from the source. It was obvious that the three of us couldn’t all live off of her blood, so we’d told Dakath that we wouldn’t require the same and to not feel bad about feeding from her whenever he needed, as long as she was willing.
Kyella chastised him for not being forthcoming about his hunger, which made my lips split into a full smile. It was an incredible feeling, seeing the way she cared for the man I considered my brother. We were each completely different, so the thought of finding one woman who could provide the individual things we each needed to feel nurtured and loved should have been laughable. Somehow, Kyella did it effortlessly. Further proving my thought that our love was simply destined to be. I’d never given the term ‘soul mates’ much thought before, but the way ours souls all seemed to reach out and connect when we first saw her at the foot of Malakai’s throne, continuing into how easily we all fit together, and the intensity with which we loved her already…I couldn’t describe it as anything other than that.
After they finished with Dakath’s feeding, we set off to the town. Kyella had a pep to her step as she asked us questions along the way, trying to get hints to what her surprise could be.
“Is it something we’re going to eat?
“No.”
“Is it an activity?”
“No.”
“Is it…another secret location?”
“No.”
“Is it something to do with the army?”
When I hesitated in answering, she threw her hands up in victory before quickly groaning and lowering them back to her side. Wincing, she massaged her triceps while admitting, “Training today kicked my ass. Even with feeding, I’m still feeling sore as hell from it.”
“Your muscles will adjust quickly to the strain the more you train,” Dakath assured her.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to hold off her line of interrogation any longer as we approached the blacksmith’s shop at the edge of town, close to the water. Waves of heat radiated from the stone building that were only alleviated by the gusting of wind off the ocean that carried up here.
Dakath and I watched her face intently as her eyes flicked up to the sign on his building. Her mouth popped open as her eyes widened and snapped to us, asking excitedly, “A blacksmith? What are we doing here?”
Ross stepped out of the shop at that moment, flinging his dirty rag over his shoulder and leaning against the stone wall. “Ahh, so this is the beauty you’ve gone through all this trouble for. Smart to get some protection for her.”
If we hadn’t known the old man since joining the army, his words might have been perceived differently, but he’d proven time and again that he was a kind, respectable, and hardworking man. However, I was worried about how that greeting would come off to Kyella after her previous interactions with male vampyres being quite horrid. If she felt even the slightest bit uncomfortable, we’d leave and get the measurements to him another way.
As she whirled on her heel to look at who spoke, her face broke into a smile and asked, “What trouble have my three vampyres gone through?”
Hearing her claim us like that would never get old. Wewerehers—in every single way.
“Oh, dear,” Ross chuckled, gesturing at us. “These two and Elijah paid a pretty penny to get a rush order on a custom set of armor for you to be delivered before leaving for the war. You couldn’t have asked for finer gentlemen to be at your side,” he praised, turning and gesturing for us to enter the shop behind him.
A squeak came from Kyella as she squeezed her hands into fist and held them to her chest. “A set of armor!” she exclaimed with incredulous excitement, eyes twinkling as she looked at us.
Taking a few steps toward her, I grabbed her hand, raising it to my lips and pressing a soft kiss to the top of it. “We want to show you that we will protect you in every way we can while supporting you in whichever path you choose for your life, darling. All three of us wanted to do this for you. Elijah regretted not being here, but he had to handle some orders we received.”
We’d also discussed how her potentially becoming an Empress at the end of this war would paint an even larger target on her back. It came with the territory of being a ruler, without doubt. Vowing to become stronger for her, we were going to resume training every moment we could to hone our skills and stay sharp.
Her eyes watered at my words, but she was quick to brush them away before launching herself into my arms for a hug. She repeated the motion with Dakath, swallowing a big breath of air as she stepped back.
“Thank you so much,” she gushed, glancing back to the building where Ross disappeared to. “I’m so incredibly lucky that the three of you came into my life. I wouldn’t change a single thing about my past because it led me to youanda chance to fight for change in the world.”
