“We let her decide, and if she wants all three of us, will you be cool with that?” Hendricks asks.
Internally, I’m struggling against the concept of sharing, but if it means I get to have her, then I’ll do it. I’ll do anything to make sure she stays here with me.
“Yes. Fine. Now let’s go get her before she hurts herself in one of your stupid traps.”
Chapter 8
Maverick
Ilove the chase. Playing with my prey and making them think they have a chance to get away is a high that I’ve missed desperately. In reality, I can catch up to her in the time it takes to snap your fingers. But she’s in a daze. That fear of being caught is eating her from the inside out. And when you’re scared, you make mistakes. Your decisions aren’t rational. They’re based on survival. On a primal instinct that takes over when your blood starts pumping and your thoughts start racing.
Her heart is beating so loudly that I can hear it as she runs. She misses the traps we’ve placed, but just barely. Lucky girl. Or should I say, unlucky, because she’s been chosen by three determined monsters.
We’ll eat her alive.
The scent of her blood drives my feet forward. The taste of it still lingers on my tongue and on the tips of my fangs, needing more. I know she was enjoying every second I sucked from her neck. I could feel the way her body responded to us. She might be scared but she’s turned on too.
And that’s my favorite combination.
Screams surround us at every turn, sounding like music to my ears. I fucking missed this. The thrill. The chase. Thescreams. They make my blood pump, and my cock thicken. This little screamer is a fighter. And her curves felt so good against me. So fuckable and at my mercy.
I know Hendricks is feeling it too. Just one look at him, and I can read his mind. She’s ours.
Seeing Jack with her was a surprise, but one I can deal with if it means I can have another taste of her.
Her silhouette is easy to spot in the moonlight as she takes off running through the trees. But her movements are sluggish due to the potion all the campers took upon arrival. It makes them pliable. She thinks she’s running away, but she’s heading straight into our trap.
I’m leading her right into Hendrick’s waiting arms. He’s slipped on ahead, cutting off her escape route.
She glances behind her, looking straight at me making her trip. Hendricks in on her in a second, his large body covering her small one. It takes only a split-second and I’m right there. Down in the dirt with the leaves and the twigs and this fucking gorgeous woman whose pussy is weeping with need. We’re going to fill her up so good she’ll be begging for more.
“Wh-who are you? What do you want?” she asks, her voice is strained, and her eyes are wide. It’s too dark to make out what color they are exactly but her fear is potent. Tangible. That jugular in her neck is pulsating so beautifully— I can’t wait to see it dripping with her blood in two perfect rivulets again. It takes everything in me to not pounce on her and bite.
“I’m your worst nightmare,” I say. She blinks hard looking over at me. Her chest rises and falls quickly, making her supple breasts strain against the tight-fitting fabric of her shirt. And I could be wrong, but I believe I can see her nipples poking through causing me to smirk. What a fucking gorgeous sight. Her thoughts are easy to read. I can see her whole life’s story in a flash.
“Mmm, Lydia,” I say finding her name in the fray of her mind.
“How do you know my name?”
I smirk. “I know all kinds of things about you. I know you’re scared right now, but there’s something underneath. A desire you’re trying to suppress.” Her chest rises and falls with my words and her lips part. I don’t even have to use my vampire influence to get her to react the way I want. She does it naturally. “Don’t try and deny it, you know it’s true.”
She swallows thickly, eyes wide. “What if what you’re saying is true? You’re going to have me right here out in the open?”
“You’re damn straight we will,” Hendricks growls. Her head snaps to him.
Jack catches up to us and looks down at the three of us. He’s bare chested and his black markings that coat his stomach, arms, and neck are on full display. I see Lydia flick her eyes over his form, stalling at his prominent abs.
“Like what you see?” I ask.
She swallows hard and licks her lips.
“Th-this is crazy. We can’t just— and all three of you, I mean…”
“We can do anything we want. And right now, we want to fuck you senseless.”
I can tell her wheels are turning, trying to fight against those urges she’s been suppressing her whole life. She glances around. The screams are more distant now. She’s stuck here with us. Pinned between three monsters with nowhere to run and no one to save her.
“Will you hurt me?” her lower lip quivers with her question as her hand goes to the shallow bite mark in her neck. The wound is already closed. My eyes hook hers, and with the minimal moonlight I can just make out the flecks of amber surrounding her pupil like a golden crown of fire.
