Fuck me, that is hot, seeing his tongue mingle with hers. The way he holds her head, there is something sexy and extremely hot about seeing a man take his woman’s mouth like that.
“You like watching people, baby? That a new kink for you?” Thorin’s voice is low, so only I can hear him.
Tiling my head to look at him, I see his eyes are dark with lust; he can smell how turned on I am.
“Maybe.”
His eyes turn molten as he looks at me. He licks his lips; I see a flash of his fangs and I clench my thighs.
“You do not play fair, Mr. Blackwood.”
“You want to bleed and come, baby?”
I nod, and my breathing accelerates.
We stare at each other, my body becoming hotter with each passing second that he looks at me like he wants to devour me. Literally.
The sound of glass smashing has us both looking across the room, to where a club girl has dropped a glass. She looks around the room, a sour look on her face that no one is running to help her.
From the vibe I have been getting since I arrived here, the brothers are growing tired of the club whores and if I am being honest, I can’t say that I blame them. They are used-up holes who like to cause drama that the men of the Kings do not want to deal with.
The other girls who are sitting around are sending glares my way; they have been since I got here. It used to get under my skin, but over time I grew to ignore them. I know that their words were just that, words, and they could not hurt me. My skin thickened to their bullshit and petty comments.
Seeing them with Thorin would cut deep, but I knew he was using them for something he did not want from me. That realization stung, yet I kept tabs on him to see if over time things would change and they never did, until now.
The need to pee pushes forward, so I lean in, kissing Thorin’s jaw.
“I need to use the restroom.” I jump up before Thorin can say anything.
Walking across the floor, I keep my head held high, ignoring the heated stares that the club girls are sending my way. Being here I have nothing to fear, nothing to be sorry for or hide away from.
I am here because this is where I was always supposed to be.
Pushing through the door into the ladies’ restroom, I scoff at that thought because besides Skyla, no fucking ladies stay here.
Slipping into a stall, I do my business, sighing when my bladder empties. Finishing up, I hear the door opening and the sound of heels clicking across the tiled floor.
Sighing, I know what is about to go down and fuck me, I am too old for school yard games.
Opening the door and stepping out, I find three club girls, all glaring at me.
“Girls,” I greet and step to the sink to wash my hands.
“You know he doesn’t really want you here. He is only doing what Winger told him to do,” Sybil states.
“If you say so, Sybil. I am not here to cause any waves; I just want to move on. It is not my fault that my fated mate is now willing to be bonded with me.”
“You are not his fated mate. He told me one night while I was fucking him. He said that he just likes to say that to cause you more pain. He is an alpha vampire, of course they thrive off pain.” She cackles.
I turn to face her after drying my hands. Folding my arms, I return her attitude.
“Do you know how fated mates work, bitch?” I ask. “No? Well let me tell you. It is not something that can be faked. The connection between the two is strong. It makes you crave that person, until you have them. Then they are your one and only. You feel what they feel, every fucking emotion. And while Thorin did not give into our bond right away, it was not for whatever fucked-up reason you made up in that screwed-up head of yours. It was because of pain he had experienced before we even met. Add in the shit I went through, and he did not bond with me to protect me, not wanting to hurt me more, even though he did cause me heartache and pain.”
I swallow the lump that is forming in my throat, threatening to cut off my air.
“He will always come back to me. He likes to feed from me. Told me that I have the best tasting blood he has ever had,” she bitches, and I laugh.
“If you say so, but know this, bitch.” I step closer so she knows I mean what I am about to say. “You were never and neverwillbe special. Bitch, he fed off many women, not just you. But that is over now. I am the only body he feeds from. Now I am going to go out there and be with my man, not yours, not anymore.”
