He exhales deeply and pushes me away, holding me at arm’s length. “Don’t be using your vixen voodoo on me. Not happening; you are too far along now,” Orion says, and I pout.
My core is pulsating with need, and Thaddeus’ arousal isn’t helping at all.
“Well then, go downstairs if you don’t want to participate,” Ryland says as he steps past him and grabs me. He lifts me off the floor, my legs wrap around his waist as I feel my back hit the mattress and he climbs between my legs. He grips the waistband of my pants, pulling them off as he kisses me. I hear Orion mutter something and leave the room. My skin feels like it is on fire as his hands move over my skin.
Thaddeus peels my top off and removes his pants. Ryland sits up, and I climb on top of Thaddeus, his erection is pressing between my wet folds and hitting my clit.
I grab his cock as I position it at my entrance and sink down onto him. A guttural sound leaves me as I feel his cock fill and stretch me. I move my hips, and Thaddeus’ fingers dig into them and he slams me down on his hard length.
“Thaddeus gentle!” Orion snaps at him, and I realize he has returned to the room. Thaddeus places his hands behind his head and sends a wink to Orion, who rolls his eyes, making my lips tug at the corners.
I find my own rhythm, moving my hips. My stomach tenses, and Thaddeus is about to move his hands, but Orion growls. Thaddeus freezes, and puts his hands back behind his head. He wants to touch me, plow himself into me, and I want him to.
I feel Ryland’s lips go to my shoulder. I reach back, tugging on his hip, needing to feel him inside me, needing his touch. What is in that shit Amara gave me? She isn’t wrong about it making you horny.
Orion comes over to the bed and sits next to Thaddeus’ head. He leans over to kiss me and his hand goes to my breast as he squeezes it.
Thaddeus grabs his shirt, rips him toward him, and kisses him. My stomach tightens at the sight of them. Orion moans into his mouth, and I feel myself becoming wetter, needier as I watch them, arousal twists through me stronger as I pick up on their emotions.
Ryland’s hand reaches around me, rolling my nipple between his fingers. I feel Thaddeus move his hand between my legs, rubbing my clit with his thumb just as I feel Ryland push inside me from behind. I moan at the overfull feeling of both of them moving inside me.
Feeling the bed dip, my eyes open to see Orion’s face inches off mine as he grips the back of my neck, tipping my head back and sucking my lip into his mouth and biting down on it. Thaddeus’ hands go to my thighs, pushing my legs further apart and taking all my weight as Ryland moves faster, making me bounce on Thaddeus. My fingernails dig into Thaddeus’ chest as I feel my pussy flutter around him as I reach my climax. My skin becomes flushed as I find my release at the same time Ryland does. Thaddeus rolls my hips back and forth, his grip gets tighter as his nails break my skin, chasing his own release as I feel his cock twitch and feel his semen warm my insides.
I roll off him to lay on my side. Orion watches me with worried eyes as he gets up and walks into the bathroom to turn the shower on. When he returns, I groan; I don’t want to move, completely relaxed as I catch my breath. Orion walks over to me, stands next to my feet, and holds his hands out to me. Ryland walks into the bathroom, followed by Thaddeus.
“Come on. Up,” Orion says, grabbing my hands and hauling me to my feet. I reluctantly get up to follow him into the bathroom. Thaddeus is moving over as I step in. Orion strips off and hops in the shower. The shower feels squished now with nowhere to put my belly; I am bumping them everywhere I move. Ryland washes quickly and gets out, freeing up space.
I feel Thaddeus rub the loofah over my back while Orion steps forward and bites his hand, his blood runs out and drips on the floor. “Quick, Evie, before it heals.”
He has been extremely pushy lately. I ignore him and smirk when his hand heels. He growls and rips me toward him. He spins me around, my back flush against his chest. He repeats the action, biting his wrist this time and pressing it to my lips. I let my lips part, let his blood run down my throat and grab it with two hands. The instant his blood touches my tongue, I can’t get enough of the strange hunger, and I am getting used to it taking over.
“Good girl,” Orion says, kissing my temple. Thaddeus is watching us as he washes his hair. His wrist heals, and I let him go.
“Give her more,” Thaddeus says, watching me carefully, like he is looking for something. “Ryland, come here,” Thaddeus calls out. Ryland walks in, looking at Thaddeus.
“Watch her eyes; tell me if you notice anything,” Thaddeus tells him. Thaddeus nods to Orion, and he bites his wrist, bringing it to my lips. I drink his blood; the strange hunger becomes stronger as I drink from him. I hear Ryland gasp and look at Thaddeus, concerned.
Orion pulls his wrist away, looking at them.
“How did we not notice that before?” Ryland asks.
Thaddeus shakes his head. “Hang on; I want to try something. Ryland, give her your blood,” he says.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, starting to worry something is wrong with our baby.
“Your eyes change only slightly, but they change; I thought I imagined it at first.”
Orion stands in front of me, wanting to see for himself. Ryland bites into his wrist and I feel the hunger come back, but tenfold; I can smell his blood before he even puts his wrist out. I grab it, but I shock myself when I actually bite into him, a feral sound escapes me as his blood rushes into my mouth.
Ryland grunts as my teeth sink into his flesh. My nails dig into him as I hold his arm. I feel crazed, completely overwhelmed by the taste of his blood, like I can’t get enough of it. Thaddeus pulls me back. His hands go to my face as he pries my lips apart, looking in my mouth. My eyes are not leaving Ryland’s arm, which is still bleeding, and I can hear his pulse pumping the blood through his body.