Chapter Six
Soren
With Talia asleep in my lap, I am even more pissed off. Why the fuck did I do that? Now I’m going to be stuck with this fucking human trailing behind me like a fucking lost puppy. She’s going to be needy and clingy. It’s already bad enough that I want to fucking kill anyone who looks at her.
When we get onto the property, I get out with Talia in my arms. I roll my eyes when she rolls into my chest, already seeking comfort.
How fucking unwell is she to get herself into this?
Why the fuck did she beg me to bring her?
Most importantly, what the fuck is wrong with me?
I should have just snapped her fucking neck, but no. I just had to fucking mark her.
I carry her upstairs and lay her in my bed. Why? I don’t fucking know. I should tie her ass up in the basement instead. When I get back to the living room, I go to the mini bar and pour myself entirely too much whisky.
“So…” Micah says slowly.
“Shut the fuck up,” I bark at him. “What the fuck was I supposed to do?”
“Not mark her, maybe?” he says carefully. “I’m just trying to understand… You understand that Henry will easily connect this with you, right?”
“No, I’ll just ship the bitch off somewhere, and she can start a new life.”
“Oh? So you are okay with her one day finding some human man to fall in love with? Someone to fuck her every night?”
The cup in my hand shatters in my grip when rage starts to boil over. “Fuck,” I snap, throwing the shards of glass down. “Someone come fucking clean this up.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Caine laughs as he walks to the kitchen.
“I can kill her for you, Boss,” Vaughn offers.
I pull my pistol as I turn and pull the trigger.
Following the pop of my gun and his head exploding is an ear-piercing scream.
I sigh heavily when I see that it’s Talia.
When I step toward her, she stumbles back to try to escape me.
Doesn’t she know that running from a monster only encourages him to hunt?
I back her into a corner and grab her chin to force her to look up at me. “Didn’t anyone ever teach you not to play with monsters, Talia?” I ask her. “My innocent little bunny… What have you gotten yourself into?”
“I’m not yours,” she says with a frown, rejecting the idea of being owned by me.
“Oh, but you are. You chose this, remember? You begged me to keep you, so now you are my little pet,” I say, dipping my head to drag my fangs across her neck. “I could drain you dry, and you’d fucking let me.”
“Then do it,” she spits out, shoving my chest as hard as she can. I step back to look at her, and I am genuinely surprised when she slaps me. “Fucking kill me then, asshole.”
I wrap my hand around her throat and pin her to the wall, but she doesn’t struggle. When I squeeze, she doesn’t even blink when I know she cannot breathe. “I won’t kill you yet, Bunny. I like to play with my food before I feast.”
When I release her, she crosses her arms over her chest like a spoiled brat. “I don’t know what kind of fucking roleplay bullshit this is, but…”
“But what? Are you going to run from me, Bunny?” I taunt her. “Because if you are, understand that I will always find you, Sweet Bunny…”
“Stop fucking calling me that. I am not your prey.”
“Oh, but you are,” I counter. “Go ahead, Talia. Run from me. See how far you’ll get before I have you face down in the dirt with my cock buried in your cunt. Let’s see how long it takes for you to fucking melt for me, Bunny, because you will. Over… and over… and over…”
“You wouldn’t know how to make a woman come if someone drew you a fucking map,” she says, spitting her words like venom.
I smile at her as I pull the tie of the robe.
She stiffens, but she stands frozen in front of me as I drop my hand to her pussy.
With a gentle touch, I slowly rub her clit, not surprised in the least to find that she is fucking dripping for me.
“Aww, look at you,” I coo. “My sweet little bunny is needy, isn’t she?”
“No,” she growls, but her eyes flutter when I press harder and rub her in tight circles. “F-Fuck…”
“Fuck is right, baby girl,” I say softly, pushing two fingers into her pussy, making sure my palm rubs against her clit. “Now come for me, Bunny. Show me how fucking needy you are.”
“F-Fuck… Y-You,” she moans, her head falling back as she rocks her hips. “I h-hate you.”
“I hate you, too,” I growl, curling my fingers to make her cunt tighten around me. “But you’ll still fucking come for me. You’ll beg me to fuck you. Fill you. You’ll crave sucking my cock. Drinking my blood. You need me, Bunny, but I don’t fucking need you.”
When she comes, arousal floods from her cunt and she is nearly convulsing as tears roll down her pretty face.
I keep moving my fingers inside of her until I have milked every damn drop from her.
When I pull out of her, I immediately shove her down to the floor and press her cheek into the mess she made on my floor as I pull my cock out.
“I hate you,” she growls as I start stroking my cock.
“Good,” I growl. I am trying to keep control, but I can’t. I end up rolling her to her back and straddling her chest with her arms pinned to her sides. “Open your fucking mouth, Talia. Suck my cock like the needy bitch you are.”
She keeps her mouth shut, so I smack her cheek just hard enough to make her gasp so I can force my cock down her throat.
She instantly starts sucking me, and we both moan as I start fucking her mouth.
With one hand on the wall, I rock my hips, and she grips my ass as she sucks me as if her life depends on me.
When a human is marked by a hybrid, they become addicted in a way.
They need to be as close as they can get, and the only two ways to satiate their hunger are to feed off their mate or fuck them.
Both will allow them to go longer without driving themselves mad.
They will go through withdrawals if they go too long without it, and while some humans can manage it, some struggle.
Her tongue glides perfectly over each barbell, and the piercing through the head of my cock hits the back of her throat with each thrust. Her moans vibrate through my cock, and intensify the pleasure building inside of me.
She has her cheeks hollowed and starts swallowing when I groan as I fuck my come down her throat.
“Fuck yes, swallow me,” I growl, my hips jerking as she keeps sucking me. My rhythm falters significantly, and my head is spinning by the time I pull away from her.
She looks fucking stunned when I pull her up from the floor, but doesn’t speak a word.
“Now… take your cute little ass upstairs, take a bath, and go the fuck to sleep. Got it?”
“In your room?” she asks quietly.
“No, the goddamn roof, Talia. Yes, my room,” I snap. “Go. Get the fuck out of my face.”
She slips past me and runs up the stairs. When I hear my bedroom door shut, I huff and turn to the others. Vaughn is back up with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Fuck,” I say. “What now?”
“Now we go to war,” Micah says simply, and he’s right. No matter if it’s a war with myself or Henry, my lapse in judgment made her my mate.