“I love you,” I whispered, my hands coming to cup their faces. I looked at the newly turned vampire and then at the witch. “Both of you. I promise I won't do it again.”
Vesper’s arms tightened around me, and Cedar froze for a moment, her eyes traveling my face.
“She's not lying. You can feel that in the bond, can't you?”
Vesper’s words had Cedar narrowing her eyes at her.
“Vampirism has made you bolder than usual,” she said with a hiss.
Vesper gave her a shit-eating grin.
“You like it,” she teased, and then looked at me, her expression changing. “Are you willing?”
She didn't have to say anything else for me to understand what she was saying. No matter how dull the bond inside us wasnow, I could still sense the bit of anxiety and hope she held in there.
She was asking if I wanted to revive the bond.
Of course I do.
In the past, I had hated her bonding me without my permission, even though it was an accident. But now that I had gone for so long without strengthening our bond? I felt like I was missing something. Missingher.
“Do you want me to answer for you?” Cedar asked, her fingers ghosting my neck. The low, sultry tone of her voice made me shiver.
“The two of you seem to have forgotten your place,” I said, moving, trying to regain some control. I grabbed Vesper by the hair and forced her neck to the side. She let out that delicious little moan that told me she loved how rough I was being with her. “I guess it's time to remind you.”
I sank my fangs into Vesper’s neck, taking deep gulps of her blood, and our bond flared to life immediately, connecting not just the two of us, but us and Cedar as well.
“Oh fuck,” the witch cursed from behind me. Pleasure and lust shot through us. Vesper's hands were on my thighs like they had a mind of their own.
No, wait.
It was more than just her body reacting to the bonding. These wishes were…Cedar’s.
I could feel the violent need coursing through us. Thoughts were put into my head that weren't mine, telling me to do things like pull Vesper closer, tweak my own nipples, lick the base of my neck…
Cedar’s wet tongue was doing just that, our desires aligned. Her hands were between my legs—no,those were Vesper's fingers pushing into me.
The three of us were connected, the bond so powerful that it was pushing aside everything else.
There was no Caspian. There was no one else. Just the three of us, our thoughts, our desires, our love melding together.
There was no stopping us. Fingers were forced into wet cunts. Lips were fastened around nipples and clits. There was no telling where one began and one ended. The blood coursing through us intertwined us so deeply, we were no longer three separate beings but one working together.
I didn't even know we’d stopped until I found myself naked and lying across the couch on the two of them, the buzz from the bond still alive and coursing through my veins when I finally found my wits.
“What did they do to you in there?” I asked Vesper, my eyes shooting to her.
She froze under me, and for once, I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the truth, afraid it would hurt too bad.
But for her, I needed to know. I needed to know who would feel my wrath after we made it out of here.
Cedar
Ididn’t want Vesper to say it.
I could see how it tormented her, and because of my own trauma with the coven, I knew how hard it was to speak about something like this.
My hand found her arm.
