Chapter 49
Chapter Forty-Nine
Blaine thrusts into my mouth harder, his grip on my hair nearing painful, yet the saltiness of his skin and the noises he makes only arouse me as I suck on his aroused flesh.
It is empowering watching his reactions, the way he chases the release I am offering him.
My hands run up his thighs, his skin warm beneath my palms. My tongue slides over his shaft as he thrusts into my mouth harder, making my eyes water as he hits the back of my throat.
The sound of footsteps behind me tells me one of them is behind me before feeling hands move across my ribs, gliding over my skin with the lightest touch.
Xavier's distinguished, masculine scent surrounds me as his fingers trace up the side of my neck and over my scalp into my hair.
Xavier's hands replace Blaine's as he yanks my hair, forcing my head back.
My lips leave Blaine's cock with an audible pop, and I gasp for air.
Xavier smirks, his eyes flickering as he lowers his face toward mine.
Blaine growls at him, and Xavier's lips cover mine hungrily, forcefully, tangling his tongue with mine and leaving me breathless when he pulls away, my thighs drenched with my juices at the way he kisses me, his tongue invading and leaving no part untouched.
His grip tightens as he tugs on my hair harder, and I am forced to my feet before I feel myself slammed against the dining table, my ass bruising from his manhandling as he places me on top of it and spreads my legs.
I wrap my legs around his waist as he presses between them, his cock hard and ready, pressing against my wet lower lips as he grips the neckline of my shirt.
He tears it down the middle while his hot mouth devours mine, making me rock my hips against his hardness.
Warm fingers grip the back of my neck, jerking my lips from his, as Latham tugs my head back and to the side, covering my mouth with his whilst Xavier moves a little before he shoves his fingers inside me, making me moan into Latham's mouth.
Latham's tongue dominates my mouth while Xavier withdraws his finger before adding another and curling them inside me.
My arousal spills onto my thighs and coats his fingers, and he growls, pulling them out and slamming them in harder and deeper.
"Fuck, she's wet," Xavier growls, adding a third and stretching me wider when I feel something cold and hard clamp around my wrist.
I pull my lips from Latham's, turning my head to see Blaine has placed a handcuff on my wrist; I look at it before looking at him, and he smirks, his eyes flickering. I feel Latham tug the remainder of the shirt off my arms before he clamps another handcuff on my other wrist.
Xavier pulls his fingers from me before grabbing me.
His hands grip my ass in a bruising grip, and I grip his shoulders to stop from falling back when he stalks off toward the bedroom, tossing me on the bed, making me bounce.
The hungry look Xavier gives me as he stands at the edge makes my walls clench before he shoves me flat on my back, crawling onto the bed.
Latham and Blaine walk around either side of the bed, and I feel my arms go wide as Blaine and Latham grip a handcuff each and rip me up the bed toward the headboard.
My heart skips a beat when they clamp the other end to the steel bar on either end, the cool metal digging into my skin when I feel Xavier kiss my ankle, making me look down as he crawls onto the bed.
Looking back at the handcuff digging into my wrist, I swallow, tugging on it. Blaine leans over and grips my throat before kissing me softly, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips before he sucks and nibbles on the bottom one.
"Just to make sure you don't try to run," he purrs against my lips before biting them, making me hiss.
A shiver runs through me when I feel Xavier's hot tongue run up the inside of my leg. My eyes fall shut, and I moan when their lips are suddenly everywhere.
Blaine licks and nips my jaw and neck when the bed dips.
Latham's tongue flicks over my nipple before he tugs on it with his teeth, his hand trailing down my stomach before he presses flat on my abdomen as Xavier's breath sweeps over my wet slit, his tongue peeling my folds apart as he licks his way to my clit and I writhe under their touch.
Latham bites down on my nipple hard, making me buck and tug on my cuffs as he pulls his face away before biting my entire breast; I cry out at the throbbing sting.
Blood trickles down my breast and across my stomach.
I see him look at Blaine, who chews his lip in some silent message before he leans down, licking the blood trail up with his tongue before swirling it around my hardened nipple, and I hear Xavier growl.
The vibration makes my legs tremble when Latham grips my knee, pushing it flat against the bed and Xavier's tongue flicks over my clit before he sucks hard on it, his hands flat on the back of my thighs, spreading me wider before he growls again.
He lifts his face from between my legs, looking at Latham.
"No!" Xavier snarls when Latham grips his neck, tugging Xavier closer.
He kisses him, and Blaine growls from where he kneels beside me. Blaine pulls my leg up, bending my knee before shoving it into the mattress.
His tongue runs across my abdomen, moving lower as he leans over me. Latham whispers something to Xavier that makes his eyes flick down to me for a second, an angry expression on his face when Blaine's mouth suddenly covers my pussy, his nose pressing against my bottom as he sucks on my clit.
Xavier and Latham appear to be arguing in hushed whispers whilst all I can focus on is the swirling of Blaine's tongue as he devours me.
My legs tremble, and pain ripples through my thigh as he pushes on my knee.
My hips wiggle against his mouth, trying to stave off the pain when Xavier growls.
Latham's aura is suffocating as it smashes over us, making me cry out.
The temperature in the room rises drastically, so hot with his anger that I am struggling to breathe.
Xavier sighs, sitting back, and Latham's aura drops. Blaine lifts his head from between my legs, and Xavier grips Blaine's chin, kissing him. I watch as Xavier licks my juices from Blaine's lips before letting him go, and all their eyes go to me. I squirmed under the intensity of their gaze.
However, Xavier looks away and chews his lip before he speaks.
"Just know I don't want to do this, Arabella," Xavier murmurs and grits his teeth.
My brows furrow as I see his eyes glisten with tears.
He swallows. My stomach drops somewhere cold within me, and my eyes flit to Latham and Blaine’s in worry.
I tug on the handcuffs, but they don't budge, and my heart rate picks up when they continue to stare.
Blaine and Latham's grip tightens on my thighs as they push their weight down on my legs, forcing them flat against the bed.
I cry out at the pain increasing in my joints near the apex of my legs from the pressure on them.
"What?" I ask.
Xavier licks his lips before wiping a stray tear and looking at me.
"My mark lies right over Lethvian's?" he whispers, brushing his thumb over it.
Tingles flood through me; my body spasms at his touch, yet I can't move with their weight pressing down on my spread-out legs.
"I don't understand," I stutter, looking between them.
Only this time, Blaine also looks away when my eyes meet his. Fear coils and twists through me, and my blood runs cold when I meet Latham's stern penetrating gaze.
"He'll do it as quick as he can," Latham says, and Xavier growls.
I suck a shaky breath, tears burning my eyes, and my vision blurs. The feeling in the room tells me that whatever he is about to do, I won't like it.
"Do what?" I stutter, but none of them would answer me, and my fear amplifies ten-fold when Xavier leans over to press his lips against mine softly before wiping the tears that escape my eyes.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, and I gasp.
I start thrashing as his face moves toward his mark on my inner thigh, wondering what he is going to do.
I squirm, trying to get away, my hands yanking on the handcuffs.
"Arabella, enough. You need to remain still," Latham snarls at me.
"You said you were re-tainting me," I plead.
"That was until I tasted him in your blood," Latham growls, and my mouth opens and closes like a fish, wondering what that means.
"Xavier's mark is directly over his. He is going to remove the taint and his essence from your blood and replace it with his venom."
"I have no fucking idea what you're talking about, but no! Whatever it is, the answer is no!" I scream at him, and his eyes flicker.
"I won't let him have you. You're mine, Arabella. This is happening. It's the only way," Latham snaps at me before he looks over at Xavier.
"Do it!" Latham snarls at Xavier, who stares horrified at whatever it is he is about to do.
"Now, Xavier!" Latham yells at him when Xavier's face turns demonic, all sharp-pointed edges.
Gone is the man I am familiar with, in his place now a monster.
He indeed looks like a demon. Sharp teeth replace his regular pearly whites.
A metallic substance drips from his teeth.
His tongue now blue, flicks out as he licks his lips.
A drop hits my leg and sizzles my skin like acid, making a blood-curdling scream leave me that I am sure the entire street would have heard.
I thrash, trying to escape. I have never been in so much pain when suddenly a hand clamps over my mouth.
Latham's demonic eyes watch mine as I try to breathe around his hand.
"Do it!" Latham snaps, and I scream and try to get free when his teeth suddenly sink into my leg.
I choke; the pain is excruciating, and tears burn my eyes, black dots flitting across my vision. I pray I would pass out as the acid-like venom spreads through my veins like wildfire.
Every cell and nerve in my body feels as though someone is holding a blowtorch to it.
Even my hair hurts, everything burning like I am suddenly doused in petrol and set alight.
My throat burns from screaming around Latham's hand, which is still clamped over my mouth, when my vision starts fading.
I am fading, and I welcome the darkness as it swallows me.
Anything to stop this excruciating pain.
Death I would have preferred. It would have been kinder.
Then I pass out.