“What did you do?” she asks, watching me.
Ryland climbs on the bed beside me, propping his back against the headboard. I place my hand on his leg, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Evelyn. I watch her lips tug up slightly as she stares at my hand on Ryland’s thigh.
“I nearly killed him when I took my magic back from my mother.”
“Weren’t you born with magic, though?” she asks.
“Yes, but my mother and some coven of witches decided when I was a baby that my magic was dangerous and took it from me, trapping it in a talisman. I didn’t know about it until my sixteenth birthday when I had a fight with my father. My magic could feel me, and the talisman broke. My magic escaped, and that’s how I got it back.”
“You didn’t know about having magic till your birthday?”
I nod, looking over at her. “I heard my mother telling the oracle –she was my godmother; her name was Astral– that her bracelet needed to be reinforced. I was curious; I knew I was different because my sister had magic, and I didn’t understand why I differed from her. So, I asked my father about it, and he told me, which pissed me off. I didn’t know the bracelet reacted to my emotions, so when I snapped, it escaped and came back to me.”
“So, you hurt your father because of that?” she asks, looking at me. I can see her trying to understand what I am saying but can feel that she has more questions to every answer I give.
“No. When it escaped, Astral and my mother tried to take it back from me. I lost control and attacked my mother. My father got in the way, and I didn’t know how to control it. I watched my mother teach my sister how to use her magic but didn’t understand how to control my own or use it. When I released it in a rage, it exploded out of me. I knocked my sister unconscious and accidentally killed my godmother and the few coven witches that came to help. My father thought I did it deliberately because of them hiding it from me; he attacked me when I hurt my sister and mother. I set him on fire. He is alright, though. One of his arms was severely burnt, and his torso. Most of the scars healed because he is Lycan, but some remained.”
“You set your father on fire?” she asks incredulously.
“I didn’t mean to, and after that, I left. I came back a few times, but every time I did, my mother wanted me to hand my magic over to her, so because of that I would leave. After a while, I stopped going back. I didn’t need them, I had Ryland,” I tell her, and avert my gaze to look up at Ryland.
Ryland bends his head down, kissing my lips softly, and I squeeze his thigh.
“Your mom seems nice,” she murmurs, and I turn back to her.
“She is, but she can be a little controlling,” I tell her. I can’t resist the urge to be closer when she looks at me like that, so I don’t bother to fight against the need. I lean forward and kiss her as softly as I can. She reacts almost instantly as she kisses me back.
“Thaddeus,” Orion growls down at me, making me pull back.
“I’m fine, Orion,” she tells him, looking up at him. I smirk as I move closer and push her legs open, climbing between them.
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“I’m fine, Orion,” I tell him, looking up at him.
Orion stares down at me for a second, nods, and I look back at Thaddeus, who has a devious smirk on his face, making me smile back at him. He kisses me softly as he pushes my legs open and rests between them.
“No biting,” I warn him, and he chuckles against my lips, deepening the kiss.
His tongue plays with mine, fighting for dominance, and I let him take control, knowing I wouldn’t win anyway. Thaddeus grips my hips, and I feel his nails dig into my skin. I push his hand away, making him growl softly before he moves lower, kissing my breast and sucking my nipple in his mouth, making me moan.
Orion leans down, seizing my lips and swallowing my moans as Thaddeus moves lower, nipping at my hip until he settles between my legs. I feel his teeth graze the inside of my thigh and soon, I feel his breath on my core, making me pull away from Orion.
“I swear, Thaddeus, if you bite me there, I will kick you in the face,” I tell him, making him smile at me.
I feel a fog slip over me, tingles move over my body, and I see Ryland move closer to me on the bed. My eyes set on him right when Ryland is close enough to kiss me. His tongue plunges into my mouth, tasting every inch as I feel Thaddeus sink his teeth into my thigh next to my throbbing core, making me jump as sparks move over my skin straight to my clit. Thaddeus removes his teeth and replaces it with his tongue, which runs across my slit. I instantly moan into Ryland’s mouth.
I try to close my legs, but Thaddeus grips my thighs, pulling my legs further apart and holding them in place. His tongue runs a straight line from my ass to my clit before he sucks it into his mouth, making me move my hips against his face.
Ryland pulls back and his lips go to my mark, sucking on it hard, intensifying the sparks, making me shiver. Orion’s icy hands grip my face, making me look up at him and he kisses me while Ryland moves his face lower, sucking my nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth.
I feel Thaddeus slide a finger inside me and then, he stops. Freezes. I can feel him through the bond, waiting for my reaction, which never comes. I move my hips against his finger, and he slides it out to add another.
“Good girl,” he growls against my slit, sending vibrations straight to my clit as he sucks it into his mouth again, swirling his tongue around my sensitive bundle of nerves.
I feel my stomach tighten, arousal floods me, and I can no longer tell if it is mine or theirs. My walls clamp down on his fingers, and I feel my skin flush as pleasure washes over me, moaning against Orion’s lips.
Thaddeus speeds up his movements, and I move my hips against his face while he devours me. Orion pulls back to brush my hair over my shoulder where my mark is.
I feel him kiss it until he speaks up right next to my ear. “Can I mark you?”
I nod; words fail me.
I am quite sure I would have agreed to anything at that moment. Anything they asked for, wanted, needed, all they had to do was keep doing what they are and ask.
I feel his fangs brush my neck. My toes curl as my stomach tightens; I am thrown over the edge. My pussy pulsates around Thaddeus’ fingers, making me moan loudly as I come. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls over me, just as Orion sinks his fangs into my neck, only intensifying my orgasm as I come apart at the seams. My juices spill into Thaddeus’ mouth as he licks me clean, leaving me panting, when I feel Orion’s fangs leave my neck, feel the tether snap into place, and his emotions rush into me.