Chapter 16 #3
I don't want to do anything he tells me. I want to curl under the covers and go to bed. But I worry if I'd be allowed that. "I just put the pajamas on," I complain, plucking at the fabric.
"Take them off now. I did you a favor saving Tom. Without me, you know what would have happened there. I'm even willing to let you off easy; we're just going to have a relaxing night unwinding, all of us. It starts with you being a good girl again."
I clench at those words. Every time they slip from either of them, it makes me hot.
The egg is still inside me, just waiting to do its job and send me over the edge.
I hate giving any of myself to them after this whole affair, but I can't stop the haze of lust settling over me.
It is probably theirs, and if I don't do as they want, they will force me anyway, I reason.
I strutted to the edge of the bed, slowly pulling off my clothes and sitting down on the edge. I shake my hair behind me and lay down, spreading my legs as I did so. I clench my eyes shut, preparing for the punishment.
"No," Theo corrects. I crack open an eye. He and Tobias have taken mirror positions on chairs at the edge of the bed, watching me. What, was I some sort of show? "Keep your eyes on us."
Disgust pools in my stomach at that suggestion, but it doesn't last long. Tobias pushes the button and a slow buzzing fills the room. My head falls back as my g-spot is attacked with the most beautiful waves. I struggle to lean back on my elbows, watching the two of them.
Tobias pulls his cock out first, stroking it, his dark eyes locked on my pussy. Theo is much the same, but his hold is hard, his dick growing red from the manhandling. He bites his lip hard, hard enough to draw blood. "Faster," he orders Tobias.
Tobias obeys and with an audible click, the buzzing increases inside.
I struggle to not let it tip me right over the edge.
My insides pulse. I moan, hips thrusting into air.
God, had I ever been this hot before? I need to be fucked and fucked hard.
But damn it, I don't want to give in to them, they'd been beyond awful!
"Such a good girl," Tobias praises, stroking his cock faster. He presses the button twice and I yip. "Keep hanging on," he orders.
I bite my lip harder. The vibrations are intense, they made my entire body pulse and this has to be the strongest setting he'd used yet.
My teeth threatened to chatter. All I want to do is lose myself and come, but I fight it with everything I have.
Sure, Tom is home now but I don't dare take that for granted.
They clued me in on how cruel they can be.
I have to resist like I've been ordered to.
My moans slip from me, one after the other.
I try to keep watching them, but I can't.
I hit my peak. My ass lifts off the bed and I shudder as my body breaks into a million pieces.
The vibrator switches off and I dare to open my eyes.
Tobias had stood, heading over to me. I freeze, prepared for the worst. Instead, he gathers me into his arms, holding me to his chest. "Theo get that," he orders.
Theo does just as instructed and his cold finger slides into me, pulling the drenched egg out.
"Imogen," Theo whispers my name, a whisper of the man I used to know.
I shiver, but give him my attention. For the moment, I can't fight anymore.
"I need you to promise us you won't run away again.
Things could have ended so much worse, and I know this is all unfair to you, keeping you in the dark, but it's all necessary. "
The familiar arguments hang on my tongue, but I can't bring myself to say any of them. I’m spent, in more ways than one.
Besides, this strange fire inside hasn't let up at all.
Despite just having an amazing orgasm, I still want the two of them, balls deep inside of me, finding their release.
But why the hell do I care about them? I shouldn't!
But the two men move as one, somehow answering this hidden ache inside me.
They kiss either side of my neck, soft sweet kisses.
If they are still angry, there is no trace of it left in their movements.
Theo's kisses linger longer the farther down my neckline he goes.
A need different than the one that swirls inside me overcomes me, sharp and savory.
That isn't mine, that’s Theo's. His fangs graze my neck, sinking into my soft skin, and I submit.
Theo’s teeth press harder and harder against my skin as he sucks on my soft flesh, his hunger my own, overwhelming my senses.
I flinch when his fangs pierce my skin, before I relax into him.
His tongue laps and sucks at his bite mark as he drinks from me.
Isn't this supposed to hurt? I should be in agony or something?
But there is no pain. This is euphoria. I shudder while tingles spread throughout my body.
My temperature rises to fight the coldness of the body pressed against mine.
Tobias steps back watching, waiting for him to stop.
Theo pulls his mouth away, some of my blood running down my shoulder.
Tobias wipes it with the towel on the floor.
I lean back into Theo suddenly feeling a little queasy.
It hasn't been that long, but why the aftereffects?
Theo wipes his lips with his thumb before sucking it.
I stare up at him, his grip on my waist holding me tight against his body.
“I thought you said it would hurt when he bites me?” I ask Tobias.
“Must be the mate bond, it hurt for years when he fed on me until I marked him. I just assumed since you're human it would be painful.”
“I must say you taste way better than Tobias,” Theo says with a chuckle.
Tobias crossed his arms. “Well then you can feed off her, if I taste so bad.”
I roll my eyes at their bickering. “I never said you tasted bad, but you try eating the same thing for years, it gets a little boring after a while.”
Tobias doesn’t seem pleased with his answer. “Come, you should eat.” He takes my hand and leans down to retrieve my pajamas. He helps me get dressed and carries me out of the room.
We end up having grilled cheese and tomato on toast for dinner.
We eat silently before watching TV. I’m not really watching, though.
I’m still stirred up inside, like I’m burning.
For a minute I wonder if I've gotten some undead or feral STD.
That would be my kind of luck. But it doesn't hurt.
I just get hotter and hotter. Sweat trickles down my brow.
I push away from the table. "I need a shower. "
"Not alone, you're not." Tobias gets to his feet and escorts me to the bathroom. He’s also the one who catches me when my legs threaten to give out.
He sits on the edge of the tub and watches me run the taps.
I shed my sweaty clothes and sink into the welcoming chilled water with a soft sigh leaving my lips.
Tobias undresses and puts a foot into the water.
He freezes. "Imogen, what the hell? That's freezing!
You're going to get sick." He leans over turning on the heat, and I scuttle away in the corner, avoiding it.
Despite the first sensation of the water, it isn't enough.
The heat won't go away, it laps at my skin.
Am I sick? I have almost killed myself today, maybe I'd caught something, or was this a reaction to Theo's blood? “You okay Love? You smell different.”
I shake my head, desperate for the heat to stop.
It takes my every breath. It’s only getting worse, and if that isn't enough, the heat inside me is growing, too.
Despite the condition I'd found myself in, my eyes are locked on Tobias's cock.
Heat will not fix me, but maybe Theo's would do the trick? The ice from the inside might help.
Tobias pulls me into his arms against his chest. "Shit, you're heating up. Theo! Get in here!" Within seconds Theo has bolted into the room, his eyes focused on me, fear glittering in their depths. All traces of the monster form before are truly gone.
Theo picks me up out of the water, cradling me against his chest, and leaning his forehead to mine. I can see my reflection in the mirror above the sink basin. My face is flushed, my cheeks a bright crimson color. “She definitely has a temperature,” Theo tells Tobias.
“Heat?” Tobias questions, studying me with his brows furrowed. He really is worried, it’s written over every line in his face.
Theo gives me a weird look. “I don’t know. Can humans go into heat?”
“Your guess is as good as mine, but she smells different.”
“Yeah, she does, it’s the only thing that makes sense,” replies Theo. I stare between the pair of them confused.
“What’s heat?” It takes far too much strength to ask that one question. This inferno inside me will not be satisfied until I’m turned into a puddle of goo.
“It means the bond is kicking in, it will make you more sensitive to us. You will want to mate, and if your scent gets any stronger, we won’t be able to help ourselves. We will mate you,” Tobias replied.
I’m in heat like an animal? “What, like a dog? I am not a dog. I am not bleeding, either. I don’t want to be a dog like you,” I whimper, appalled at the thought. Tobias growls lowly.
“I am not a dog. Will you stop saying I am? There is a clear difference between a dog and a werewolf.” He crosses his arms over his still bare chest, glaring at me. Ah, there's the asshole Tobias I’m familiar with.
I lean my head against Theo's chest. His skin is like magic . It melts away the unbearable heat. It makes me smile. It’s easier to talk when I’m cradled like this. “Well, you turn into a furry dog and look like one,” I mutter. Theo laughs behind me, clearly finding our arguing amusing.