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He is leaning against me, bloody and panting and sweaty, when a voice says, “I’m not sure playing blood games in the presence of a one-thousand-year-old vampire is a good idea.”
When I open my eyes, Lucien Thornfield is staring at me. And he looks hungry, too.
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Thornfield’s eyes flash red. I’m sure they do. A small ring appears around his pupil, then disappears almost instantly.
Kole is panting. I can almost see the vein in his neck pulsing. We are both covered in blood, and despite the fact I know I should feel embarrassed – I don’t.
I’m completely naked, and my pussy is throbbing. But as my body uncoils from its orgasm, another feeling takes its place… pride.
I think about the way Kim looked at me in the hall of mirrors. I think about the way my body looked as he touched me, and when I touched myself, and then I see myself reflected in Thornfield’s gaze. I am staring at the small, distorted image of my body that shimmers in Thornfield’s eyes when Kole steps in front of me.
“Leave,” he growls at the professor.
Lucien Thornfield steps closer. From behind Kole’s naked frame, I see the vampire shrug off his jacket and roll up his sleeves. He licks his fangs.
Run, Supernova, Kole’s voice drips through me. But I have no desire to run.
“You think you can dress her up for me, in my house, and then stand in my way?” Thornfield chuckles in a low, velvety timbre. His shoulders ripple as he crosses his arms in front of his chest and squares up to Kole.
“Touch her, and I’ll kill you.” Kole’s fingers twitch. With my blood in his system, he is about to become a supercharged version of himself. I can feel the power vibrating, humming, surging beneath his skin.
Beside me, the wall shakes. It is not just me who can feel Kole’s power; the earth herself can feel him and she is responding to his anger.
“Watch yourself, seer.” Thornfield flashes his fangs. His expression darkens. He moves closer still, like a tiger deciding whether to take on a lion.
Kole practically growls at him as he widens his stance. Cords of muscle ripple across his back, and he sweeps his hair from his shoulder.
They begin to circle one another.
I step back, shivering with excitement.
I should be scared. I should be running. But, perhaps because I know there’s no way Thornfield could fuck me if I didn’t want him to, I’m transfixed. Staring at them. These two huge, hungry men. Both craving my blood, my flesh, my body.
Thornfield flicks his gaze to mine, and a knowing smile twitches on his lips. His eyes trace the blood smears on my pale skin. He lingers on my nipples. He licks his lips.
“Leave, now,” Kole growls.
Thornfield disappears. There’s a blur of movement, and then he’s beside me. Behind me. Arms wrapped around my blood-slicked body. He inhales deeply, running his nose down my throat. Kole roars and splays out his fingers. Flashes of green sparkle at the tips of his fingers, and the vines he held me with snake forward once more.
Thornfield pays them no attention. Instead, he uses one arm to hold me in place and then skims his other hand down my body. Not touching me. Just tracing my curves, leaving an inch of quivering air between his cold flesh and my hot skin.
My mouth opens a little. A sigh escapes.
You want him? Kole asks, stock still.
He let me have Kim – why is Thornfield so different?
I shake my head, and then a feral thought emerges from the darkest layer of my brain. No, but I’d like you to have him…
Kole’s expression doesn’t change, but his eyes darken. This is a new idea. He narrows his eyes at Thornfield, and the energy pulsing in the air around us changes. His cock twitches. Even his tattoos seem to darken. Had he considered it already? Or is hearing me suggest it the thing that has sparked his arousal?
Thornfield notices Kole’s expression too. He lowers his lips to my ear and whispers, “A blood bond. How very special.” Then he presses his index finger to my temple. “What did he say to you, Fire Bird?”
Leaning back a little – just a little – deliberately taunting Thornfield with my ass, I breathe, “He asked if I want to fuck you.”