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“I thought we could go over your contract when you’re finished with work,” Amon said as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
She quickly walked over and sat on the towel. “We can do it now.” She hoped it would distract her from the fact that she was leaking.
The act of Silas settling in behind her on the floor and wrapping his arms around her destroyed her efforts immediately. Trying to ease her anxiety, she sipped on the wine and started snacking while Amon talked her through her new contract. Part of her felt childish but another, much larger part of her was afraid to be burned. Not literally, but more in a way that she would be screwed over in some financial way that would hurt her for life.
Amon took her concerns very seriously and added all he’d promised and more. Part of her contract entailed a retirement fund which she would be able to keep even past her time with them if she decided to leave. Her assignments slightly changed as he wanted her to help more with the executive side of the business rather than simply being his assistant. She liked that and was looking forward to it, though she didn’t mind taking on her organizing tasks again.
While she was reading and listening to Amon, Silas rubbed her lower stomach, easing some of the cramps she was still experiencing. She only tensed up when his fingers moved down towards her core.
She inhaled a sharp breath and suppressed the urge to tell him off. He slid between her folds to her entrance and dove into her, first with one finger then he added the second. Twisting them slightly he pulled them back out. Instinctually, like with a car accident that one can’t look away from, she gazed between her thighs. Her period was sticking to his fingers, a deep red slime covering his light skin. Holding her breath, she watched as he lifted it to his mouth that hovered next to her face.
Rayen’s eyes were just as wild and greedy as Silas’s and even Amon froze in motion, both sets of eyes glued to Silas’s fingers. With a deep, lustful grin Silas closed his lips round his fingers and sucked, relishing each moment.
His eyes darted to Amon and Rayen with a mischievous spark. “Maybe if you two ask nicely she’ll let you taste her too.”
Rayen’s eyes pleadingly met hers. He didn’t need any words to describe how much he needed her. It wasn’t even sexual, but an urge from deep within him. Telling him no, just because she felt uncomfortable broke her heart. Unable to use her words, she slowly nodded her head.
Rayen’s eyes lit up immediately, full of gratitude. He came closer and kneeled next to her. His hand hovering an inch over her thigh, he studied her face, searching for reassurance again. She nodded and his eyes turned a bright, lustful red.
Rayen ran his fingers between her folds and dove into her with two thick fingers. He twirled and twisted them just like Silas had done before, retracting and lifting them to his mouth. This time it felt less uncomfortable watching someone suck and swallow her period. Silas was placing kisses on her neck while massaging her lower abdomen, his touch easing her discomfort. Not only from her cramps but from watching Rayen lick his lips.
“Fucking amazing, isn’t she?” Silas groaned against her skin.
“Like heaven.”
Gwen followed Rayen’s gaze as he turned his head towards Amon. He was still frozen, his eyes glued between her thighs.
“Will you let Amon taste you too, little bird?”
Her head nodded without a thought. Amon’s eyes darted up to hers, just like Rayen as he searched for confirmation. She slightly relaxed and leaned into Silas’s chest.
“It’s okay,” she whispered, her voice raspy and dry.
Kneeling next to her, he ran his fingers up her inner thigh. As he pushed into her, he leaned closer and kissed her, his lips gently moving over hers. His fingers stayed longer within her, his focus more on the kiss than his thirst. He left her breathless as he pulled away from her lips and retreated his fingers. Only once he tasted her blood did his eyes turn red and a deep groan lingered in his throat. Still sucking on his fingers, he ran his other fingers through her hair.
“I told you, you would get used to it. In a few months you’ll enjoy how we worship you around this time,” Silas groaned, far too confident.
“I would still rather have you bite me.”
Rayen sighed. “I would love nothing more, but I’m not sure if I could stop myself. You truly taste like heaven.”
Her eyes fell on the wine in front of her. “What happens if I drink your blood?”
To her surprise, Amon lifted his finger to his mouth. He pricked it with his fang before holding it out to her, a small drop forming on the tip.
Without hesitation she leaned towards him and closed her lips around his finger, her tongue licking up the red drop. It was sweet, with a hint of apple. Wanting to taste more, she started sucking, her tongue eagerly licking over his smooth skin.
Silas’s chest rumbling against her shoulders made her open her eyes, she hadn’t even noticed she’d closed them. “If you suck any harder, he might come. Or is that what you want, so you can taste him?”
She pulled back and looked around slightly confused, her head blurry as if the ground beneath her was spinning. Amon’s ruby eyes were wild, like she’d seen for the first time the night before. She closed her own eyes and tried to calm her spinning head.
“Our blood will make you drunk, but it won’t last long,” Rayen explained softly.
“It can be slightly addicting,” Silas chuckled behind her.
Opening her eyes, she looked at Amon. “I’m sorry.”
“There is no need to apologize, Gwendoline. I should’ve warned you in the first place. But now you know how we would feel drinking from you. The rush would make us lose our minds.”
