Her lower lip jutted out slightly in a pout as her eyes traced my face with concern etched into the golden depths, her brows furrowed. “Will you come drink from me? After reading that passage last night, I don’t think I can go to sleep until I know you’ve all done so. I know I’ll need to feed from you all in the coming days.”
I wasn’t sure if she realized yet that asking me to drink from her was like asking me to feast on her pussy. Pure bliss accompanied both of those tasks, and nothing could ever come close to them.
The guys pulled back from her and pushed themselves toward the top of the bed, giving me space to sit on either side of her. A thought came to mind, and I nodded at her as I crossed the short distance between us to stand between her legs. Dropping to my knees, I grabbed the hem of her dress and looked up at her from beneath my lashes. “I will, but only if you come on my tongue first. I promise your sleep will be even better after that, baby.”
Her pink tongue darted out to wet her lips as she nodded. I didn’t waste a second in dragging the material of her dress up to her stomach as she tilted her hips up to assist. Kolvar and Elijah reached down to grip underneath her arms and drag her up to half lay on each of them as she spread her legs wide for me.
Crawling onto the bed, my fangs protruded as I lowered my nose to slowly scrape against the inside of her thigh until my mouth hovered just above her clit. Inhaling deeply, my eyes rolled back in ecstasy as my tongue began to lap at her wet core. “Fuck,” I growled out against her, careful to not knick her with the tips of my fangs. “If my head were ripped from my body right now, I’d die with a fucking smile for having the taste of you on my lips, baby.”
She moaned in response, and I felt a quiver run through her legs as I pushed my tongue inside of her.
“Do you love his tongue lapping at your pussy, darling?” Kolvar’s voice floated through the air roughly.
Her hips bucked up, making me snarl slightly at her being tugged away from me while I was trying to feast. My hands quickly latched onto the swell of her hips, holding her down as my tongue flicked over her clit rapidly.
“Ah, ah,” Elijah tutted. “We want to hear you respond. Nodding won’t suffice, love. Tell us.”
“Yes!” she cried, and I couldn’t help but bring a hand down to tease her entrance with my fingers in reward. “I love Dakath’s tongue on my cunt.”
A feral growl slipped out of me, and I shoved my fingers into her, pumping them in and out, loving the way her arousal coated my fingers with ease. Rolling my tongue around her swollen bud, I drove her into a frenzy of need, knowing I wasn’t giving her enough to unravel for me just yet.
"Good girl,” Elijah praised, and I took that moment to look up, finding the two of them palming her breasts and teasing her nipples. Kolvar kissed along the side of her throat, scraping his fangs along the sensitive skin there.
Her walls clenched with the praise, and a new wave of slickness accompanied it. I smiled against her in a sick satisfaction, wondering just how wet we could get our girl.
I wasn’t sure what it was about my rampant desire to provide Kyella pleasure, but it consumed me every day. Maybe it was because I felt like I owed her so fucking much for erasing the shadows that lurked in my mind prior to her coming into my life. Each day before her felt like I had to convince myself to carry on, and then I saw her chained to that damn throne. That was the last day I felt like I was wandering the world without a purpose.
I didn’t want to say that life wasn’t worth living without her, but she damn sure gave me a reason to smile each day when I opened my eyes. Everything felt more vibrant and alive with her in it. I knew she didn’t want me to feel like I owed her anything, so I’d never voice that to her, but I’d make sure she felt that same vibrancy as me—and I felt like orgasms were a damn good start.
Her breathing was short and gasping. “Feed from me,” she begged.
I was a weak man, unable to deny her request for even a second. Keeping my fingers in their rhythm of pumping in and out of her, I turned my head toward the throbbing vein running through the inside of her thigh and shut my eyes as my fangs pierced her.
Liquid honey flowed through my mouth. The way her blood lit up my body with energy, the way it coursed through me like fire…the closest thing I could describe it to was like drinking from the sun itself.
Blood trickled down her leg and coated my chin as I sucked it down. I knew I needed to be careful with how much I pulled from her, so before long I forced myself to retract my fangs and focused once more on her glistening pussy, knowing the blood on my face would bring her to new heights and make her shatter for us.
When I first used the blood on her, I worried she’d think I was a monster for it, but it was clear each time that she loved the heightened arousal it brought to her by the way her pussy became slick with need.
I heard Kolvar and Elijah faintly whispering dirty things to her as her moans echoed around us, but I couldn’t focus on them, intent on bringing Kyella to her peak and soaking up every minute of being between her legs.
Within seconds, muffled screams sounded, signaling her release and her pussy spasmed around my fingers. I barely restrained my smug smirk of satisfaction that she’d probably pulled a pillow over her mouth to try to quiet her cry of pleasure.
A lazy smile pulled my lips up as I pulled my fingers from her and moved to stand off the bed and find something to clean the blood up with. Spying a towel and bucket of water, I quickly wiped at my chin to stop the blood from dripping across the wooden planks as I walked.
After cleaning her off, I dropped the soaked towel to the ground, and she pushed to sit on the bed, smoothing her dress over her legs.
“While we have a moment of time alone and nowhere to be, I need to catch you all up to date on what I’ve learned about Barnabus,” she hedged, looking a bit uncomfortable as we all shared looks of confusion.
“Barnabus?” Elijah questioned in bewilderment.
“Yeah, I have a lot to tell you, but I promise I’ll sleep after that.”
And so she told us of how a bat that had been around us for as long as we’d be working for Myrin was an old vampyre god that could shift into that form.
And here I thought I’d heard it all.
Chapter Four
