Page 36 of Bonded Through Bite

“I’m not loving God at the moment.” I glare at Rafael. “He’s a jerk, just like you.”

This time, Rafael isn’t fast enough to stop Santiago, who flashes to stand in front of me. I can feel the power rolling off him, but he doesn’t touch me. “Santiago Wacerra, at your service.”

“I might just take you up on that offer,” I say and Rafael growls. “What?” I glare at him. “You said I can have more orgasms. I just don’t want them from you.”

Santiago chokes back another bout of laughter and turns to look at Rafael. “What did you do to piss her off this bad?”

“Turned her,” Rafael replies and Santiago sobers up.

“You did what?”

“I turned her.”

“She’s… new?”

“Up for less than two days.”

“How is this possible?” He waves his hand at me and I get annoyed.

“I’m right here,” I snap at both of them.

“I have no idea. That was one of things I was going to figure out before you showed up.”

“Two days,” Santiago mutters, lost in thought.

My temper snaps and I turn on my heel and throw my hands up, not thinking how much it would lift the hem, but based on the growls at my back, it lifted enough.

“I’ll go play by myself, since neither of you is any fun!” With some dramatic flair, I spin away and stomp off. I refuse to head back to Rafael’s room. In fact, I don’t want to be in this house a moment longer. A wave of dizziness hits me just as I reach the door and instead of opening it, I crash through it.

Shaking my head, I look around at what looks to be some kind of security room, just as both men sweep in behind me.

“Samantha, are you all right?” Rafael questions me as he runs his hands over my arms and legs.

“Yes, stop touching me.” I try to push him away.

“How… what…” Santiago stutters and I glare at him. “She went through a door. I didn’t even see the door.”

“Of course you didn’t. It’s protected. Security. And of course she smashed through it like every other door in her way.” Once again, Rafael sounds furious and he shakes me. “You need to learn to use door handles, Samantha,” he growls and I growl right back at him.

“Knock it off, asshole. I got dizzy. Not my fault that the doors in this place are made of paper.”

Rafael sweeps me into his arms and turns to go. Somewhere along the way, the shirt has torn open and Santiago’s eyes drop to my breasts.

“You can still come play with me in the bedroom, but you have to make up for ignoring me like an asshole earlier,” I inform him and his eyes flare wide. Rafael jostles me in his arms and I’ve had it. I’m horny and angry and hungry, so I turn my head and sink my fangs into his neck.

Rafael crashes into Santiago when his knees give way and when his blood hits my system and I forget everything else. After the first gulp, I realize that I’m not starving anymore, so I slow down to sips and Rafael moans.

Santiago’s heavy breathing coasts across my neck and breast when he helps Rafael to straighten up. Both of their hands are holding me and I give a little shimmy to get some friction. Slowing down my drinking even more, I add a small lick between my sips. Rafael’s skin tastes almost as good as his blood.

“Samantha,” Rafael moans. In response, I bite down harder and he almost collapses again.

“Now I see the two days.” Santiago chuckles.

“Samantha, no,” Rafael manages to say when I pull my fangs from him and turn to Santiago. I stare at his neck and lick my lips but hold back from biting him. I’m not hungry anymore and most of my anger has drained away too. I’m incredibly horny, though, and Santiago smells so sweet.

“Sweetheart,” Rafael mumbles and kisses my cheek. “No biting strangers. It’s rude and in most cases dangerous.”

“But he’s not really a stranger, is he?” I ask and lick my throbbing fang.