he offered, like a temptation. “After you’re drained, we’ll all feed you again.”
I closed my eyes and dragged an arm up to cover them. “Can’t it wait? You’re totally spoiling my good mood.”
“Kitten,” Maddox growled. “He should have done it first thing this morning as soon as you were up and moving. We need to flush that demon out of you completely. He doesn’t get to have even a piece of you.” His grip on my ankle was hot and possessive.
Pretty much described the dragon in a nutshell. I shifted and slid my other foot toward him, and he caught it then lifted them so he could sit with my legs over his lap.
“You both seem so sure they can control me…”
“It happens,” Fin told me. “We want to make sure it doesn’t.”
“You know that’s why the prince of the city threw me in there, right?” I flicked a glance from Fin to Maddox and then back. “He tried to compel me, and it worked as well as a pair of Jimmy Choos at a square dance.”
Fin frowned. “Not seeing that analogy, but shadow demons are different. And killing your sire is really no trouble at all.”
“Definitely,” Maddox said, stroking my leg. “He should have every bone in his body broken for abandoning you.”
Well, the guy had been running for his life and probably to keep his dick attached. Not that I planned to let him get away with it. Still…
“So if we don’t do this thing right away, what’s the downside?”
“The shadow demon tries to track you,” Fin suggested. “Or call you like he did at the prison.”
I narrowed my eyes. A lot of that escape was still somewhat fuzzy, not that I wanted to admit that. “You tried to compel me, or at least muddled me enough to make me cooperative.”
“I did,” Fin admitted. “We were in something of a time crunch, Beautiful. I will happily let you argue all you want right now.”
“I won’t,” Maddox stated, but he smiled as he continued his lazy stroking of my leg. It was kind of nice, especially since my feet were all toasty tucked up to him.
“But we want you safe,” Fin continued. “Your transition isn’t complete.”
“Wait…it’s not?”
They both shook their heads.
“Baby vamps need a lot of blood in the beginning,” Maddox said. “For us? Hybrids? We need even more. It can’t just be any blood.”
“No,” Fin picked up the thread. “It needs to be powerful blood. Your disdain for those blood bags wasn’t just personal taste. I guarantee you they probably smelled like the weakass shit they were.”
Fin didn’t smell weak, neither did Maddox.
Nor had Dorran for that matter.
And the less you think about him, the better. Fin’s voice slid right through my mind. No less possessive than Maddox, despite the lighter tone. He was still crouched near me, so I stretched out a hand to run up his thigh. “Fine, Maddox can bite me after I take care of you.”
Fair was fair. He had brought me coffee.
“As sinfully delicious as that offer is, Beautiful,” Fin murmured before he kissed me. “You first.” He loosened the tie of the robe, and I would have complained about the chillier air, but he ran his very warm fingers over my skin. “And I remember,” he promised as he began to massage a breast. “You’re sore.”
I really was, but I had begun to care less and less, especially when Maddox began to kiss his way up my leg, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. Their lust, carefully banked all morning, swirled up to surface. The languid satisfaction sprawling through me gave way to a familiar tug of desire that began to coil in my center.
Fin caught one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and began to pinch and twist. Arching up at the contact, I dragged his head down for a kiss. The first sweep of his tongue against mine, and I moaned. All sense of being replete fled, and I just wanted.
The wanton need didn’t match my hunger at all. I wasn’t hungry. I didn’t need to feed on their lust, I just wanted to roll in it. Maddox nudged my thighs apart, and his breath was hot as he traced his tongue along the seam of my labia.
Fuck. The hot flat edge of his tongue seemed to wrap around my clit once before sweeping downward, and I was instantly soaked. The soreness evaporated as my pussy clenched at emptiness. His growling moan vibrated right to my core, and