The vampire venom was already taking over. I let out an embarrassingly loud cry that I was sure Atlas and her clan members, no matter how far, could hear.
“I wasn't begging,” I hissed, but it sounded far breathier than I would've liked.
“Stop trying to hold onto your dignity,” Cedar teased, her teeth dragging across my ear. “Let go, Princess. Come back to us.”
Vesper’s fingers were destroying me while her tongue lapped at my center, her low growl sending sparks through me. Cedar twisted my nipples and bit whatever skin she could find.
I couldn’t stop my orgasm if I tried.
“Good Princess,” Cedar whispered. “Doesn’t she look good between us, Vesper?”
Vesper showed her head, her mouth covered in my blood.
“Breathtaking.”
The emotions I was trying to keep at bay came crashing down in that moment. My eyes stung. My throat constricted. Bloodred tears filled my eyes.
“I missed you two,” I whispered, letting the brokenness I felt finally show in my voice.
“Oh, my poor princess.”
Vesper got up to wrap her arms around me as Cedar changed her position so she was hugging both of us.
I couldn’t stop the sobs from racking my body.
“I’m sorry I didn’t come for you,” I told Vesper as I leaned into their embrace, the warmth seeping deep into my being.
I don’t deserve it.
“It hurt,” Vesper said in a low voice. “But I hoped the two of you wouldn’t forget about me.”
“You know, you can lean on me too, Brat.” Cedar’s warm breath tickled my ear.
“We’re here now. Both of us.”
Lean on her?It felt so foreign to hear it. Uncomfortable. In a world that kept showing me I could trust no one, how could I?
I can because it’s them.
“Don't go off on your own anymore, okay? Remember, no more secrets. That goes for both of you.”
All the warmth seeping from them into me, combined with the vulnerability of their words, was too much for me to handle. The hate was so much easier—the fiery burning feeling that made me act without hesitancy.
This felt different.
Love.
It was the scariest thing I ever experienced. I never once thought twice about my actions. I relied on my feelings to push me forward, to make the decision for me.
But now I couldn't be as reckless because with one wrong move, both would be taken from me.
“I won’t,” I vowed and pulled away to look at them.
Part of me was scared to do it. It wasn't really the anger I was worried about, but the… betrayal. I didn't want them to hate me, even if it was easier. I wasn't sure if my heart could handle it.
When I met their gazes, though, the feeling in their eyes had the world freezing around us. Much warmer than I could've ever hoped for.
It looked like love.
