Promised in Blood (Broken Bloodlines Book 2)
Promised in Blood: Chapter 23

Axl brings the car to a screeching halt. “This place looks good. Secluded and far enough away from campus that no one will notice if our girl starts a fire or causes a sinkhole.”

We’re on a dirt road near the edge of the woods that border the school, and nobody comes this far out except the wolves on a hunt, and the full moon was days ago. Before Ophelia can voice any kind of protest, Xavier and I open the car doors. I’m faster than he is and reach in and pull her out, scooping her into my arms and making her yelp.

“We should still head for the cover of the trees.” Axl jerks his head toward them, and I follow him into the woods.

Xavier falls into step beside me and yanks Ophelia’s head back by her hair. “Can’t wait to fuck you in the dirt, Cupcake.”

She whimpers, her body heating with desire.

Axl comes to a stop in a small clearing where spongy brown and orange leaves carpet the ground and spins to face us. “This place looks good, yeah?”

I’m practically salivating with anticipation to eat and fuck my girl. Anywhere would look good to me. I set Ophelia down on her feet.

“Get her naked, Kai,” Axl orders.

She covers her body with her hands. “Out here? I don’t need to be naked.”

I move her hands out of the way. “No one comes out here, sweet girl. And we’d never let anyone hurt you.”

She sinks her teeth into that juicy-as-fuck bottom lip, but her body is trembling.

Xavier runs his fingertips over her cheekbone. “You’re our little fuck-toy. Not a chance we’d ever let anyone near you. Not to touch, taste, or even look at what belongs to us.”

Axl leans against a tree, his features illuminated by the dappled light of the fading sun. “Yeah, princess,” Axl adds. “So be a good girl and let my brothers undress you.”

She nods, but when we both crouch to take off her sneakers, Xavier catches my eye and smirks. “Actually, I think we should leave her clothes on.”

I glance beneath her skirt at her bare pussy and then back at him. I have no idea what he has in mind, but the wicked look on his face has my blood pumping.

“Leave them on?” Axl steps up beside us.

“Yep.” Xavier curls her hair around his fist and tilts her head back. “Because I have a much better idea. You know what you’re gonna do now, Cupcake?” he asks, his voice dark and dangerous.

“W-what?” she pants, shivering in the cold.

“Run.”

Oh fuck yeah.

Axl grunts his approval as his eyes rake over Ophelia’s body.

She blinks at the three of us. “Run?”

I bite down on my lip, willing my cock to stop throbbing so I can think clearly. Is this too reckless? What if we lose her?

Ophelia gasps. “Yeah, what if you lose me?”

She can read fucking minds now too? Dammit! “How can we lose you when you can read our minds? And we can talk to you the whole time.”

“But I’m cold.” She shivers again.

Axl growls. “You won’t be soon.”

“And what happens when you catch me?” The scent of the sweet cum already dripping from her pussy fills the crisp air around us.

Xavier laughs darkly. “Then we fuck you.”

She sucks in a deep breath that makes her tits jiggle, and subsequently, my cock jumps in my pants. “You won’t let me get lost?”

We all shake our heads. “Not a fucking chance, baby,” I assure her.

She glances over her shoulder. “It’s getting dark.”

Axl shrugs. “So use your powers to make some light.”

“Every day’s a school day, Cupcake.”

She looks at me as if seeking my reassurance. I could throw her to the ground right now and fuck her here, and no one would be mad about it. But there is something insanely fucking hot about hunting her. Tracking her unique scent. The most difficult part will be making a sport of it. She’ll be way too easy to find.

“Do I get a head start?” she asks.

Axl snorts. “Of course. You’ve got two minutes to get as far away from us as you can before we hunt you down …”

“And fuck you,” Xavier finishes for him.

The slender curve of her throat convulses, and after a few seconds, she nods her agreement. Then she spins on her heel and takes off into the trees, a streak of color disappearing into the night.

I impatiently tap my foot on the ground.

“Who’s gonna catch her first?” Axl asks.

“Me,” Xavier proudly declares.

“Don’t care as long as I get to her eventually,” I say, but the thought of being the one to catch her and sink into her tight little pussy while they wait their turn has my blood thundering through my veins.

I can still feel her close by. Still smell her scent. She’s going to be too easy to catch. Her time is almost up, and we’re getting ready to move when my heart bottoms out of my chest.

She’s gone.

The look on Axl’s and Xavier’s face tells me they feel it too.

Ophelia!

Yeah?

Relief washes over all three of us. Where are you, sweet girl?

Her musical laugh fills my head. Why would I tell you that?

But we felt you, Xavier says. We could track your scent, and then it disappeared like you fell off a cliff.

She laughs again. Oh, yeah. A little trick I read about in a spell book. Do you know witches who can channel air can mask their scent by manipulating the air around them? It works on emotions too. Like a forcefield. Cool, huh?

I suppress a smile. That’s my clever fucking girl.

Axl growls and yanks off his shirt. You just earned yourself the spanking of your life, princess.

You’ll have to catch me first comes her giggling reply.

“Fuck me, I’m gonna blow my load before I even get to her,” Xavier says with a chuckle before he pulls off his shirt too.

I do the same. “Looks like we have a hunt on our hands, boys.”

The cracking of a twig has my head spinning to the left of me, but an animal scurries off into the distance. We’ve been tracking Ophelia for over half an hour now, and despite our many underhanded tactics to get her to drop whatever magic shield she has in place, including some of the dirtiest promises to fuck her senseless, she has refused to yield.

But now I’ve found a set of footprints in the mud, and I’m onto her. As smart as she is and as difficult as it is to track her with no scent, we are far more familiar with these woods than she is. And there are other ways to track prey.

I get close enough to hear her soft breathing and the frantic hammering of her heart. I fist-pump the air as the sweet triumph of victory grows nearer.

I can hear you, baby. I’m gaining on you.

Not close enough, Kai. She giggles.

Don’t you want to come tonight? Because the longer you make us chase you, the less likely that is to happen.

But you guys wanted to chase me. And now you’re sore because I didn’t make it as easy as you thought I would.

Yes, I am sore. My dick is fucking aching.

I trail my fingertips over the bark of the tree, squinting into dim light and waiting for a glimpse of her. A flash of pink directly ahead makes the beast inside me ravenous. I lick my lips and sprint ahead, and two seconds later, she’s in my arms. I throw her to the ground and cover her body with mine.

She shrieks, and her scent fills my nostrils once more. Her fear and excitement slam into me, nearly knocking me sideways, but there’s no chance in hell I’m relinquishing my prize after working so hard to win her.

You found her, Kai? Xavier asks.

Yeah, you can track her scent now.

And yours, Axl growls. We’re on our way.

Ophelia looks up at me, her blue eyes wide and her heart thumping in her chest. “I got you.”

She bites on her lip. “But it took you way longer than you thought it would, right?”

“Yeah. I’m proud of you, baby.” I’m already tugging open my jeans, and once I’m done, I push her thighs apart with my knee and press my mouth to her ear. “So fucking proud. I respect you so much, sweet girl. Remember that”—I flip her over and hold her down by the back of her neck before driving my cock inside her with one smooth motion—“when I’m fucking you like I don’t.”

She moans my name, calling out into the darkness as I thrust into her, feral with the need to claim her right here in the dirt. “Your pussy is too fucking sweet.”

“Kai, please?”

The sound of her begging makes me fuck her harder. “Is this what you want?” I pull out slowly before pushing back in with one deep stroke that elicits a hoarse, keening scream. We’re suddenly bathed in a warm orange glow as the trees around us catch fire. The sound and smell of burning leaves fill the clearing.

“Are you on the edge, Ophelia?”

“Y-yes.”

Heat coils at the base of my spine. I’d let her burn down this entire forest before I’d stop fucking her. “Put out the fire and I’ll make you come, sweet girl.”

“Promise?” she whimpers.

I press a kiss on her temple. “I promise.”

She closes her eyes, and I slow my pace a little, allowing her to focus. The orange glow quickly fades, and the smell of smoke drifts through the air, but the fire is extinguished.

I rock my hips, hitting her sweet spot. “Good girl.”

She groans.

I’m vaguely aware of Axl and Xavier standing nearby, but they’re drowned out by everything that is Ophelia. Her scent, her blood thundering around her body. Her tight pussy squeezing me and threatening to hurtle me into oblivion.

I lie over her, the weight of my body pressing into hers as I sink my teeth into her neck and let her intoxicating blood flow over my tongue. And it sets off a chain reaction in her. She throws her head back, her walls rippling around my cock, and lets out a throaty cry. Her orgasm rips through her like a tidal wave. My head spins, and my eyes shutter closed. When I reopen them, there’s another small fire nearby.

I rest my lips against her ear as we both pant for breath. “Put out the fire, baby.” This time she does it with the smallest nod of her head.

“That’s my clever girl.”