When a human is marked by a hybrid, they become addicted in a way. They need to be as close as they can get, and the only two ways to satiate their hunger are to feed off their mate or fuck them. Both will allow them to go longer without driving themselves mad. They will go through withdrawals if they go toolong without it, and while some humans can manage it, some struggle.
Her tongue glides perfectly over each barbell, and the piercing through the head of my cock hits the back of her throat with each thrust. Her moans vibrate through my cock, and intensify the pleasure building inside of me. She has her cheeks hollowed and starts swallowing when I groan as I fuck my come down her throat.
“Fuck yes, swallow me,” I growl, my hips jerking as she keeps sucking me. My rhythm falters significantly, and my head is spinning by the time I pull away from her.
She looks fucking stunned when I pull her up from the floor, but doesn’t speak a word.
“Now… take your cute little ass upstairs, take a bath, and go the fuck to sleep. Got it?”
“In your room?” she asks quietly.
“No, the goddamn roof, Talia. Yes, my room,” I snap. “Go. Get the fuck out of my face.”
She slips past me and runs up the stairs. When I hear my bedroom door shut, I huff and turn to the others. Vaughn is back up with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Fuck,” I say. “What now?”
“Now we go to war,” Micah says simply, and he’s right. No matter if it’s a war with myself or Henry, my lapse in judgment made her my mate.
Chapter Seven
Talia
I woke up awhile ago, but I haven’t moved. When I came up here, I took a bath and crawled into bed half asleep. I knew when Soren came to bed because he sat over there and muttered to himself for a while before pulling me to his chest. He hated every fucking second of it, but he is still wrapped around me as he sleeps.
I have so many questions, but I don’t know if I am allowed to ask. Is it disrespectful? I am still not convinced that one of us isn’t crazy. A fucking vampire? I can hear his heart beating in his chest. He’s warm. I could see him in the mirror.
Okay, so maybe I watched too many shitty horror movies as a kid, but hey, it’s not like this is something that has beenresearched. What the fuck am I even supposed to do with this information? Do I run away and go tell the cops, ‘Hey, I got face fucked by a vampire, but it was the highlight of my entire fucking life?’ No. I’d get locked in a padded room.
Another note is, why is his dick so big? Does he drink blood just to fill that thing, because goddamn. Talk about a gut buster, my cervix is going to be a thing of the past when he ends up fucking me. The fucked up part is I want it. I don’t want to want it, but I do. Just thinking about him being inside of me has my pussy aching.
The longer I sit here and think about it, the more I want to just suck his cock again. Is that weird? It’s weird. Am I wanting to just wake him up coming down my throat? Lift his hips and violently force his come down my throat?
Fuck yes, I do.
I push on him a bit, and he rolls to his back. I feel fucking crazed as I throw the blanket back and find that he is naked and hard. I gently grip the base, and I can’t even fit my hand around him. How the fuck did he force all of this down my throat? That’s not humanly possible.
But I guess that doesn’t count if he isn’t human… Fuck, I don’t know. I stare at his pierced cock, and I am goddamn drooling over here sitting on my knees.
“Go on, Bunny. Take what you need,” Soren says sleepily, tucking one of his hands behind his head. With his other hand,he motions for me to lean down, so I do. I cuss myself the whole fucking time, but then he gently brushes my hair back to watch me as I take him into my mouth. “That’s it, Bunny. Fuck, that’s my good girl.”
I groan as I take him as deep as I can and suck. I start bobbing my head, and his moan rumbles through us both. I have my thighs pressed together, trying to ease the pressure. He nudges my thighs apart, and I nearly cry when he starts rubbing my clit. It feels so goddamn good, and I rock my hips to chase the feeling. I am whimpering and moaning as I suck him, moving quicker. When he groans deeply, it sets me off instantly and I come hard as I swallow him. I keep going and going, desperate to get as much as I can from him until he finally pulls me up.
I am out of breath and ashamed of what I’ve done. I drop and lie down with my back to him as I curl myself up. I try so hard to keep the tears in, but I start sniffling as I lose the fight to my emotions.
“It’s normal, ya know,” he grunts out.
“Nothing about this is normal,” I snap tearfully. Soren sighs and rolls me onto my back. He is sitting up now and places his hand on the other side of my body, so he has me trapped as he towers over me.
“Look,” he says. “I don’t know why the fuck I did that… I know you don’t understand, but this is where we are. You are my mate, and that’s that.”
“I don’t even know what the fuck that means!” I say hatefully.
“First of all, brat, lose your attitude,” he frowns. “It means that unless you allow me to turn you, then you are addicted to me. It gets easier if you let me turn you, but it will literally drive you insane to be without me.”
“What about you?” I ask.
“What about me?” he scoffs. “I don’t need you; you need me. Don’t fucking forget that either.”
