Promised in Blood (Broken Bloodlines Book 2)
Promised in Blood: Chapter 42

“Hey, sweet girl.” I wrap my arms around her waist, rest my chin on her hair, and stare out the window with her. Together, we watch rain sluice down the glass. “He’ll be back before we know it.”

She leans back against me. “He just feels so far away.” She sniffs.

“He’s not though.” I place a hand over her heart. “He’s here.” Then I tap my finger against her temple. “And right here.”

“I tried to speak to him, but I couldn’t.”

“He’s probably trying to concentrate on replaceing Lucian. You can feel him though, can’t you?”

She tilts her head so she can look up at me, a smile lighting up her face. “Yeah.”

I wink at her.

“I found us the perfect movie,” Xavier declares triumphantly from the other side of the den.

Ophelia rolls her eyes and flashes me a grin. “What awful movie are we going to be forced to endure? Nothing scary. You know I don’t like horror movies.”

He plucks her from my arms and hoists her over his shoulder. “You’re going to love it, Cupcake,” he declares, giving her a smack on the ass that makes her squeal.

He smirks at me and jerks his head toward the staircase. “You coming, Kai? Axl’s upstairs too.”

I nod and follow him out, all the while trying to ignore the churning in my gut that tells me something bad is about to happen. It’s simply Ophelia’s anxiety I’m picking up on. Nothing more.

The credits roll down the screen, and Ophelia sniffs, her head nestled in the crook of Axl’s shoulder and her back pressed up at my side. “I can’t believe you finally watched The Goonies with me.”

“I can’t believe we got through an entire movie without any of us fucking.” Xavier snorts a laugh.

I take my pillow from behind my head and hit him with it. At least I try, but he ducks out of the way and laughs harder. I can’t believe we did either, but I guess we’re all missing the professor, and Ophelia’s happiness over one of her favorite movies was infectious. But now it’s over and there’s no mistaking the impact his absence has on us all. Which is weird as fuck because he’s left the three of us before. It’s not like we’ve spent every hour with him since he turned us.

“You think he’s okay?” she whispers.

Axl gathers her in his arms. “Princess, he is the most powerful vampire alive—probably who ever lived. He’s going to be fine. Now please stop worrying.”

“I’m sorry.”

Xavier climbs over me, wedging himself between us, and rests his chin on his hands. “I think we need to take your mind off the professor not being here.”

She raises her eyebrows. “Another movie?”

He scrunches his nose up like he’s thinking, then shakes his head. “Not exactly what I had in mind.”

I don’t have to hear his thoughts to know what he’s got in mind. It’s in mine now too, and judging by the twinkle in Axl’s eye, his as well.

“What did you have in mind?” she asks innocently. Like she doesn’t already know.

“Well.” He reaches beneath the oversized Montridge Dragons T-shirt of mine that she’s wearing and replaces her matching red panties. “It involves you being entirely naked for starters.”

She giggles. “Of course it does.”

Xavier takes off her panties, and I do the same to her T-shirt. “All the best things start and end with you naked.”

“Yup,” Axl agrees, rolling onto his side.

“And if I recall, I once made you a promise that we were all going to take you together, Cupcake. Do you remember?”

Her breath catches, and her eyelids flutter along with the pulse in her throat. “I d-do.”

Axl hums, trailing his lips over her skin. “And I can think of no better way to distract you than by filling all three of your perfect holes.”

“Oh god,” she pants.

Xavier nips her thigh. The skin breaks, and he laps up a trickle of blood. “What have I told you about calling for him? He doesn’t exist.”

“I’m sorry. It’s a reflex.”

He nips her again. “Then get a new one.” He trails his tongue farther up her thigh, splaying his hands on her legs and pushing them wide apart. An instinctive growl rolls out of me at the sight of her glistening and spread open. The possessive need to fuck her burns through my veins.

“Pussy’s mine.” Xavier stakes his claim by settling his mouth over it.

Ophelia’s eyes roll back, and her mouth parts in a perfect O shape. But I don’t want her mouth. Not tonight. I rest my lips at her ear while Axl nuzzles her neck. “I want to fuck your perfect ass, sweet girl.”

She whines, rocking her hips into Xavier’s greedy tongue.

Axl chuckles darkly. “I guess I’ll take this hot little mouth then.”

I glance at Xavier. We’ve done this plenty of times before, though never with anyone like Ophelia. Never with anyone I’ve felt anything remotely like this for. I’m almost feral with the desire to fuck her, but it would kill me to hurt her.

“You won’t hurt me,” Ophelia whimpers. “You couldn’t.”

I drag my fangs over the soft skin of her neck. “How long have you been able to read my mind, baby?”

She wraps an arm around my neck and claws at my skin as Xavier brings her to the edge. “I d-don’t know.”

“Can you read all our minds?” Axl asks.

“I think so-oh!” She cries out as her orgasm crashes over her in an unexpected wave. Xavier lifts his head and grins triumphantly before he winks at me. He lies on his back and pulls Ophelia to straddle him. She pants for breath, still riding the high as she places her hands on his chest.

“I’m gonna slip inside you first, and then Kai. Okay?”

She nods, breathless.

“Good girl.” He pulls her down, impaling her on the full length of his cock, and her pussy soaks him with her juices. The wet sound of him fucking her makes my own ache.

I crawl behind her and press my chest to her back.

“We got some lube?”

Axl grabs a bottle from the bedside table and tosses it to me. After squirting almost half the bottle on my cock, I smooth the sticky gel down the length of my shaft and press the tip at her asshole. She inches forward with a guttural moan, and I press my lips to her ear. “I’m desperate to fuck you, baby, but I promise I won’t hurt you.”

She drops her head back on my shoulder, and I wrap my hand around her slender throat. “I know.”

“Yeah you do,” I growl, inching the crown of my cock past the tight ring of muscle.

“Kai,” she moans as she takes me. She feels so fucking good. So warm and snug and welcoming. It takes all my strength not to drive deep inside her in one thrust.

“That’s my sweet girl.” I push a little deeper and feel the vibration of her pussy squeezing Xavier’s cock. “You’re doing so well.”

“Yeah?” she whines.

“Yeah, Cupcake,” Xavier groans. “Taking both of our cocks like a good little slut.”

She sinks her teeth into her lip as tremors wrack her body.

“You think you can take a third, princess?” Axl kneels beside us, his hand wrapped around his thick shaft while the crown weeps with precum. I resist the urge to lick it off myself. My girl can have that pleasure.

“Yes,” she pants.

I release her throat and marvel at how her lips wrap so expertly around him. The soft sucking sounds she makes coupled with her muffled moans are fucking beautiful. And when all of us are seated inside her, we fuck her to a slow, delicious pace. Each of us taking what we want while giving her what she needs.

And as my climax builds, burning hot in my thighs and at the base of my spine, so do theirs. The maelstrom of noises—Axl’s loud grunts, Ophelia’s muffled whimpers, Xavier’s harsh groans—form a symphony in my ears. If there is a god or any kind of heaven, it’s surely right here. The euphoria racing through every nerve in my body feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before. The world could stop turning, and I wouldn’t give a single fuck. In fact, I hope that it does so I can live in this exquisite moment for the rest of eternity.

There’s only one thing missing. One person. And I know we all feel his absence even as we embrace the indescribable pleasure of our climax. We each fall off the cliff, one after the other, and when we can barely breathe from the strength of the orgasm that just ripped through every single one of us like we’re a single entity, we fall into a heap on the bed. One messy pile of cum-covered bodies. One unit. Missing a vital piece, but still whole. And he’ll be back before sunrise.

I’m sure of it.