Chapter 24
Chapter Twenty-Four
Adeline
We leave for Soya; we actually drive, which is a relief, though my entire body is stiff as we finally pull up to the house. It’s dark and almost midnight.
The drive took an entire day and night of my life, which I wouldn’t get back.
Cyrus and Eli took turns driving while I remained in the back, ignoring them.
I hadn’t spoken to them. I didn’t understand their desire to come back so soon.
I knew it was inevitable that I would have no choice, that they would force me to come, but why so urgently?
Getting out of the car, I stretch, my back cracking painfully as I stand.
Cyrus goes to the boot, grabbing my bag while I follow Eli inside.
Eli goes into the kitchen, flicking the lights on.
Whereas I walk upstairs to the room they had placed me in the first time I visited.
Cyrus walks upstairs, walking past the door before stopping and looking in.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“Sitting, what does it look like?”
“You want to stay in here?” he asks, and I nod.
“Eli won’t like that, Addie,” Cyrus says, but I shrug, not caring in the slightest about what Eli likes.
“Well, we all have to do things we don’t like, don’t we?” I tell him, and he sighs before walking off and taking my bag with him. I groan; I am not staying in there with them.
“Addie!” I hear Eli call out to me from downstairs.
I get up, walking toward the door. Cyrus comes out of their room down the hall, following behind me.
I walk into the kitchen, standing in the archway.
“What?” I ask, just wanting to go to bed.
“Attitude, or I will turn that ass of yours red.”
I roll my eyes, about to walk off, only to bump into Cyrus, standing directly behind me.
“Move,” I tell him, but he doesn’t budge.
“You won’t talk to your mates like that,” Eli says behind me, making me turn around to face him.
“What do you want, Eli? I am tired,” I tell him.
“Why did I overhear Cyrus talking about you not being in our room?”
“Because I am not sleeping in a room with you two,” I tell him.
“You slept fine with us last night.”
“Yes, but last night I wasn’t forced out of my home to move to Bumfuckville now, was I?”
“You stay with us. I don’t need you running off during the night.”
“And where would I go?”
There is no way buses will come out this far, and I’ve already left my car with my sister.
“Nowhere because where we go, you go,” Eli says, walking toward me.
“Whatever,” I tell him, turning around and heading for the door. “Cyrus, will you move, please?”
“I know you’re not happy about this, but it will get better, Addie. Just give it a chance,” Cyrus says, but I glare at him.
That is easy for him to say; he hasn’t just given up his entire life for me.
“Can I go?”
“Yes, but to our room,” Eli says, and Cyrus steps aside, letting me pass.
I walk upstairs back to the room. I shut the door, locking it. When I can no longer hear any movement on the stairs, I pull out the phone I have in my pocket, trying to find somewhere to hide it. Turning it on, I check to make sure it is on silent. I notice a message from Sam.
Sam: Let me know when you get this.
I reply. Me: Got it.
Sam: Keep it hidden. Message me when you can.
He replies instantly, like he’s been waiting for my message. I look around the room before deciding to put it under the mattress, seeing as I will need to get to it easily without being noticed. Just as I am flattening the sheet on the bed, I hear knocking on the door.
“Unlock it, Addie,” comes Eli’s voice through the door.
I walk over to open the door, and he reaches in, grabbing my arm and pulling me toward his room.
“Why can’t I stay in the other room?” I ask, annoyed that he is forcing me into their bed with them.
“The mate bond will grow stronger the more time we spend with you,” Eli says, pushing me toward the bed. He shuts and locks the door.
“Yeah, but I don’t want the bond to grow stronger. I wish there were no fucking invisible bond,” I tell him, and he growls.
“Eli, control yourself,” Cyrus snaps at him, making me look at him.
Turning back to face Eli, his face is contorted, his canines slipping from his mouth, and his eyes have taken on a demonic look.
“What? You gonna bark next? Piss on the rug?” I retort sarcastically.
“Watch what you say, Addie. You are pulling on my last damn nerve,” Eli says, making goosebumps rise on my skin. Yet I don’t care; I know they won’t hurt me.
“Or what, you will spank me again? I know you are all bark, no bite. You won’t hurt me,” I tell him.
“Don’t be so sure of that, Addie. You aren’t dealing with Eli right now,” Cyrus says behind me, getting up.
“What?” I ask, looking at Eli. I walk over to him, his eyes watching my every move. I run my hands over his chest, and he shivers under my touch.
“Looks and feels like Eli to me,” I tell Cyrus before reaching down and grabbing Eli through his pants. I jerk my hand back when I realize how hard he is. His erection is huge.
“Yes, it is Eli, but he is more animal than man, Addie. You are biting off more than you can chew,” Cyrus warns me.
Eli growls, and my eyes snap to him when he suddenly grabs me, his nails like sharp points digging into my arms.
The sparks bursting over my skin become stronger as his grip tightens.
“You don’t look so confident now, love,” Eli says, stepping closer.
His voice is deeper, rougher, demonic, yet arousing.
Damn, he could speak sweet nothings all day in that voice, and I wouldn’t complain.
I step back, his grip becoming tighter, my knees hitting the back of the bed, making me sit. Eli is towering over me, his eyes watching and lingering on my chest, when he suddenly runs his nail down the front of my shirt, slicing through it like a hot knife on butter.
“Eli!” Cyrus says to him, and Eli’s eyes snap to Cyrus behind me.
“No, she wanted to piss me off. She can deal with the consequences,” Eli says, making me gulp.
“Not while you are like this. You will hurt her,” Cyrus says, moving behind me.
I feel his arm wrap around my waist before I am suddenly jerked backward and placed between his legs. Ignoring him, Eli crawls onto the bed before gripping my ankles and jerking me toward him. A squeal leaves my lips at the rush and the growl that escapes him.
Eli runs his nose across my chin to my neck.
He licks my mark, making me moan before I press my lips together.
Stupid bond. His hands palm my breast roughly, his nails biting into my skin like needle points, making me cry out.
I push his hand away, and I can feel my breast bruising from his roughness.
“Eli, you’re hurting her,” Cyrus tells him, but Eli ignores him.
His teeth graze my skin as he moves lower before biting into my breast. I can feel my skin tearing, tears springing in my eyes as I try to jerk his face away. But he grips my hands in one of his, placing them above my head and pinning them to the mattress.
“You’re hurting me! Stop, Eli!” I cry out as he bites down again on my other breast. He continues his torture, biting my skin. Cyrus grips his shoulder, shoving him back, but he doesn’t stop.
“Eli, stop. You’re scaring her,” Cyrus pleads with him.
“Where are you sleeping, Addie?” Eli growls.
He bites my hip, and I try to move away before gripping his hair with my now free hands.
Eli shoves my legs apart before kneeling and ripping my pants off.
I try to kick him and squirm up the bed toward Cyrus, only to be jerked back again; he rips my pants down my legs, removing them.
He bites the inside of my thigh, his teeth like razors.
I feel his breath on my core, and he growls before settling between my legs.
“Where are you sleeping, Addie?” Eli asks, and I feel his canines graze my clit. I don’t want him biting me there.
“Eli, please…”
“Where, Addie?” he growls, and I can feel his anger hitting me, hard and hot.
“In here, I will stay in here!” I scream as I feel his canines press harder against my skin. I feel his warm wet tongue run over my lips.
“Good girl,” he says before plunging his tongue inside me.
His anger dissolves as he pushes my legs further apart and sucks on my clit, his tongue swirling around, making me moan loudly. Cyrus suddenly leans over me, his lips going to mine before he sucks my nipple in his mouth, making me arch my back.
Sparks are moving everywhere as I become lost in the feel of their hands and lips.
My legs begin to tremble, and my skin heats up as I feel myself climbing higher and higher when Eli suddenly stops, just as I am about to come.
He kisses my pussy lips before climbing off the bed and walking into the shower.
I hear him chuckle at working me up, only to walk out.
“You will learn, Addie. Cyrus, you touch her, and you will be punished,” Eli says, stripping his clothes off as Cyrus moves between my legs.
I can feel his erection pressing against me, and I move my hips against him, wanting him to give me release. Cyrus groans, kissing me when Eli’s voice sings out from the bathroom.
“Cyrus, what did I say?”
Cyrus groans before getting up, but I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him back and kissing him.
“Addie, no,” he says, unwrapping my legs from around his waist.
“You can’t be serious?”
Cyrus chuckles, looking down at me. He suddenly climbs off the bed, leaving me with an intense ache between my legs.
Sitting up, I huff, annoyed. I go to the door and twist the knob, but it is still locked and only has a keyhole to unlock it.
Walking into the closet, I grab my suitcase and begin rummaging through it to find something to sleep in. Pulling out some underwear and a shirt, I put them on before climbing into the bed.
My core is pulsating with desire, and I hate how the bond makes you needy of them to the point it is almost painful.