She called my name in warning several times and when I didn’t stop, her blood started changing again. The flavors were fading away and her blood was becoming boiling hot.
It was enough to stop me.
I stopped.
I’m not stupid enough to admit I had self-control, rather I valued self-preservation and was fairly certain if I kept on drinking from her, I’d kill myself via her blood. It was like she was changing it. Weaponizing it.
The fact she can kill me… makes me feel safe with her, as baffling as it sounds. I can bring my whole self to the fuck and not fear hurting her.
“Were you planning on coming in here with your half naked body to taunt me and tease me, only to walk away leaving me wanting, like you are right now?” My fingers delicately glide up her arm then back down, and I see how she responds and fuck it’s addicting. Goosebumps erupt across her skin and her perfectly pink nipples grow even harder, if that’s possible. “Did you even think this through?”
She looks at me wide-eyed, not speaking.
“You prance around this house and you’re making us fucking feral. Your scent is a goddamn wet dream for all of us, even though some can’t admit it.” I glance over her shoulder at Jax. “I was just trying to help you get what you wanted.” Needing to smell all of her, I lean forward and inhale her scent, in the sweet spot on her neck, just under her ear, and my dick gets even harder. “Do you feel that? How hard my dick is for you?” My stomach muscles are clenching something fierce as need consumes me. “Just the smell of you lights my entire body on fire and when I tasted you earlier, your blood. Fuck me, it was so good.” My hands glide down her arm and grab her hand, bringing it to my mouth. “Are these the fingers you were fucking yourself with before Jax woke you?” I breathe in the scent on her fingers, then slide them into my mouth. “So fucking good. I bet your come tastes as good as your blood.”
Her pupils are so blown, her eyes are nearly black, and her chest is rapidly falling and rising with want.
“Touch yourself,” I command without using my glamor on her. Just a simple request, because that’s all it will take. I won’t force her into anything, but I can also be a selfish bastard and right now I want to feel my cock inside of her and I know she wants it too. She may not have wanted it when she stormed in here, but the room has shifted along with her intentions.
“E,” Jax warns.
Her eyes pulse with a hint of excitement at the realization they are still in the room and watching. Or maybe it’s the fact Jax is watching. She seems to like to get under his skin and he just gave her exactly what she wants.
“I’m not doing anything to her. She’s the one who came in here and climbed on my lap trying to prove a point, but I think she’s changing her mind on what exactly she wants to get out of this little show of power.”
Her eyes narrow at me as she realizes that she’s lost control. “Fuck you.”
A throaty laugh vibrates inside of my chest. “I know you want to. I can hear your heart beating out of your chest. I can feel your arousal seeping through your underwear onto my cock. I can almost taste your want on the air. Do you want me to fuck you, little fae?”
Her eyes grow wide because her brain wants to say no, but every other part of her body is screaming, fuck yes.
“E, that’s enough,” Jax warns again.
Her eyes pulse. Jax should know her well enough by now to know that she enjoys pressing his buttons, and this is a big fucking red one that says, press me! Press me!
The wheels in her mind are spinning and I swear if Jax speaks out against it one more time, she will be on my dick faster than a balloon pops.
“This is your decision. I’m not controlling you at all. Well, not on purpose. My blood does make you a little more horny and well, you were already spooled up ready to snap, so I can only imagine how you’re feeling now with my cock throbbing underneath you.”
Her teeth grit as she stares at me. One thrust of my hips, one touch on her skin, and that would seal the deal. But this needs to be her decision, not mine. I’m a selfish bastard who’s wanted to sink my cock into her since she stood in our kitchen.
Glancing over her shoulder, Jax looks pissed, but harder than I’ve ever seen him. And Knox and Callum both have their hands resting on the outside of their pants, trying not to jack themselves off.
The room is deathly silent as we all just stare at her… waiting.
It feels like an hour has passed and then she rotates her hips on my cock, eyes still narrowed on me, but I don’t move.
Her hand presses to my chest as she thrusts her hips slowly, the piercings on my cock rubbing against her clit. She closes her eyes for a moment, basking in the feel.
When she opens them, she looks at me.
“Fuck me.”
EVERLEE - WHEN SEX DREAMS TURN INTO THE REAL THING
He’sstaringatme.Waiting for an answer. This is not what I had planned when I barged into his room, but something about the way he’s looking at me right now, combined with the need to release, is all it takes. It’s been six months since I’ve felt a cock inside of me and that one wasn’t all that impressive. This one… my mouth is like a dam ready to choke me on my drool, because it is large, hard, and pierced. And his eyes… they are drinking me up with want.
Emmett and I shared something downstairs earlier. I don’t know what you would call it, but it was an understanding. We battled for dominance, each of us pushing the other to the brink and then we fed each other our blood. We are connected, at least for now, and perhaps that’s what’s driving these feelings… this need. I don’t care what it is. I may care in the light of day, but right now, I’m selfish.
