Page 78 of Sinful Mates

“I’m not sure, hopefully not long.”

I get on the couch and turn the TV on and put a movie on. I’m mentally drained. I try to watch the movie, but it’s hard seeing Theo out of the corner of my eye sitting so still. It gives me the creeps. Tobias is obviously used to Theo going into this state. He doesn't even glance over at him. Instead, his big warm hand rests on my thigh, rubbing my flesh, circling higher and higher.

I rolled onto my back, escaping his touch for the moment. The bond wants me to give in, to let him have his way, but I fight against it. “When we go to the council, will they decide then how much time I have left?” Tobias gazes at me before climbing between my legs, his arms resting on either side of my head as he holds the weight of his body off mine.

“I’m not sure, but Theo and I will be with you, so will my parents, so don’t be worried. You may think they don’t like you, but they do. They just aren’t used to dealing with humans. They won’t let anyone hurt you either, Imogen,” he says, kissing my forehead.

My resolve against the damn bond melts. Tobias has shown more warmth and honesty to me in these few minutes than he has our entire relationship. When he pulls back, I kiss him. He smiles against my lips before he thrusts his hips into me. He’s already hard underneath his pants, and I moan as his lips move to my neck and he sucks on the skin. My eyes flutter, my head leaning back, and I freeze. Theo's still form is directly over his shoulder, still staring off blankly. I know he isn't there, not really watching us, but it makes me shiver.

“What is it?” Tobias asks.

“Theo is creeping me out staring off like that,” I explain. Am I a horrible person for saying something like that?

Tobias glances over his shoulder before sitting up. “I can try and wake him?"

“How did you wake him last time?” He has a silly smirk on his face. If he had a way of waking him, he should have done that earlier.

“By touching him,” he says, his lips turning up slightly, obviously remembering the last time he was in this state. I laugh, of course he would wake up. Well, if he wants to just stand there and be all lost, I was going to get some vengeance. At least on one of these men. I stand and Tobias watches me. “What are you going to do?”

I know it’s childish but right now, I’m bored. “You got a Sharpie?” I ask with a silly smile on my face, lighting up at my idea.

Tobias's eyebrows furrow in confusion. He stands and strides off before coming back with a permanent marker. “What do you want that for?”

“Well, the pair of you still aren’t forgiven so while he is like that, I plan on giving him a make-over,” I answer with a smug smile.

I go over to Theo, excited about doodling on his face. I take the lid off of the marker, standing in front of him, putting thought into my budding masterpiece. He’s the perfect canvas still as a statue.

“Imogen, you're going to be punished again,” Tobias snorts but doesn’t stop me. Pretty sure he wants to see just what I was going to get up to. I have to stop myself from laughing not that he can hear or see me, but that doesn’t make it any less funny. Tobias leaves before coming back with another marker. Ha! I can only imagine what he has planned for our lover. Theo is going to regret abandoning us like this.

“You ever do this to me, and I will spank you so hard, you won’t be able to walk for a week,” Tobias threatens but softens with a silly smile on his face as he bends in front of Theo and gets to work.

I color in his eyebrows before joining them together into one giant furry monobrow. I’m impressed by Tobias's drawing skills. He draws a huge cock on Theo’s face that goes from the bottom of his ear to Theo’s mouth. It is unbelievably detailed and veiny. I also drew a huge curly mustache, because why not? By the time we were done, we both stand back and admire our artwork.

“Done now? You had your fun.” Tobias scolds me.

“Don’t make out like you didn’t enjoy doing that, Tobias, I can feel you through the bond.” I nudge him with my elbow. He chuckles slightly, eyes twinkling.

“Maybe a little, but he is going to be so pissed off when he wakes up.”

I snort and Tobias wraps his arms around my waist tugging me to him. I turn in his arms. Wrapping my own around his neck.

His lips moved to mine and he kisses the side of my lips, to my chin. I lift my legs wrapping them around his waist, his hands going to my ass, holding me against him. I run my fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck.

“Not here, with Picasso over there,” Tobias chuckles and turns, carrying me up the stairs while I suck on his neck. He groans. He opens the bedroom door before depositing me on the bed. Tobias leans over the top of me, and I tugs his shirt up. He removed it, a smirk on his lips. But he doesn't ruin anything by opening his mouth. I run my hands up his chest. Loving the feel of each muscle rippling under my fingertips. He moves his face closer, kissing me softly, his hand going under my shirt, grabbing my breast, and squeezing it. I wrap my legs around his waist trying to pull him closer.

His lips moved to my neck as he pushes my shirt up higher before removing it. His lips kiss the top of my breast before biting down. I hiss slightly at the pain before his tongue sooths it. His erection tents his pants. Reaching down, I tug on his belt trying to loosen it. Seeing I want his pants off, he stands and takes them off, while I pull my tights down, removing them and tossing them at him. They hit him in the face, and he smiles before climbing on the bed between my legs. His erection rubs the inside of my thigh.

Reaching between us, I wrap my hand around his shaft squeezing slightly. Tobias groans and thrusts into my hand. I stroked his shaft up and down, his teeth grazing my collarbone as he nips at my skin. My thighs become slick with my juices. Tobias moves closer, forcing me to let go of his cock as he positions himself and pushed inside me. His lips move to mine, sucking on my bottom lip. It’s strange without Theo being with us but Tobias for once is gentle. His cock fills me, and I move my hips taking him in deeper, loving the way his cock stretches me to accommodate his large size.

Tobias moves his hips, gently pulling in and out. I wrap my legs around his hips, my hands going to his own hips as I tugged him to me needing him to go faster.

“So impatient,” he whispers against my lips. He thrusts in hard and deep, and I moan, my walls clamping down on his cock. He groans before picking up his pace and ramming his cock into me continuously, faster, and harder each time giving me no rest. My hips meet his thrusts, my moans, and our heavy breathing the only noises in the house. I’m sitting right on the edge of my orgasm and a few more thrusts shove me completely over. My walls tighten around Tobias, and he groans finding his own release before stilling inside me. He kisses my lips when we hear someone clear their throat.

We both peer over Tobias's shoulder, and Theo stands in the doorway with a silly smirk on his face, which only makes him look more ridiculous, the dick on his face wrinkled. Both Tobias and I burst out laughing. Theo laughs till he realizes we are laughing at him, not at the fact he caught us.

“What?” he says, confused. I just shake my head.

Chapter Twenty-Two