Promised in Blood (Broken Bloodlines Book 2)
Promised in Blood: Chapter 36

Our heartbeats are the only sounds in the room, hers a steady rhythm that mirrors mine. “You’re getting better at this every day.”

I’ve spent the past half hour trying to speak to her through our bond, using every trick I can think of from tickling her to kissing her neck, but she’s closed me out completely. The wall in her mind is impenetrable. Given the thin sheen of perspiration on her brow and her trembling lip, I suspect she might cave if I pushed much harder, but we have spent long enough on her training today, and now I have something much more enjoyable in mind.

She gives me the sweetest fucking smile I’ve ever seen, and I can practically feel her heart swelling with pride. “Thanks, Xavier,” she purrs.

I lick my lips and stalk toward her. Her juicy tits heave against her thin white tank top. “What’s that look about?”

I arch an eyebrow. “What look?”

She tips her chin up. “That one right there. Like you have something deviant on your mind.”

I shake my head and take a step closer. “Not deviant, Cupcake. But you’ve been such a good girl for me today, I think it’s time we both claimed our reward.”

She backs up until her body hits the wall, making her gasp. “Our reward?”

I nod. “You remember how Axl was the first to claim your virgin pussy? And Kai got your hot little mouth?”

She bites on her bottom lip, driving me wild with lust. “Y-yeah.”

“I think I’ve waited long enough for my first, don’t you?”

Her blue eyes blow wide. “But …” She chews on her lip now, her back flush against the wall of the den.

I step closer, pressing my chest to her perfect tits. “But?”

“What if it hurts?”

I brush my fingertips over her cheek and grin. “I would never hurt you.”

“What if I don’t enjoy it?”

I run my nose over her jawline. “Oh, you will. I can fucking promise you that.” She swallows hard. “Do you trust me, Ophelia?”

She replies without hesitation. “Yes.”

I skate my fingertips across her shoulders and pull down the straps of her tank top and bra, exposing all her creamy skin so I can lick an uninhibited path from her shoulder to her jawline and along the length of her collarbone. “Then you have nothing to worry about.”

She curls her fingers in my hair and tugs my head back, even as she arches into my mouth. I yank her bra down farther, exposing the full roundness of her breast before sinking my fangs into her juicy flesh. The sweet taste of her blood floods my mouth and sends wildfire through my veins.

“Xavier,” she moans.

I hum against her skin before pulling away and licking her blood from my lips. “You gonna let me fuck your perfect ass, Cupcake?”

Her heart is still racing. “Y-yes.”

“Good girl.” I palm her juicy ass cheeks and lift her with ease. With her legs wrapped around my hips, I carry her to the sofa and take a seat.

I make short work of her clothes until she’s exactly how I like her best—naked and straddling me.

The door to the den swings open, and Alexandros walks in. “Is everything okay? I felt Ophelia …” He licks his lips as his eyes rake over her undressed form.

I suspect he knew exactly what was going on in here before he walked in. Yeah, she’s trembling, but it’s mostly from anticipation tinged with a hint of anxiety, and I know he feels all of that. I press a kiss on her neck. “Yeah. Cupcake is just a little nervous because her ass is about to be fucked for the first time.”

Her skin heats, and she burrows her face against my neck as embarrassment washes over her.

She has zero reason to feel like that in front of either of us. And the sexy-as-fuck growl that comes from his mouth is proof enough that he’s not about to miss this show.

His reaction makes me grin, and it also prompts me to push my luck a little. I arch an eyebrow at him. “You could always help me ease her nerves, sir.”

His eyes grow darker as he makes his way toward the sofa. “A tempting offer, Xavier.”

Ophelia whispers, “How will he do that?”

He kneels behind her. I have never seen this man kneel for anyone. “Turn her around,” he orders.

I arch an eyebrow, not entirely sure what he has planned or whether he’s about to claim this particular prize for himself, but I grab Ophelia’s hips and obey him. “You heard him. Turn around.”

Her eyes go wide, but she sucks in a breath, and I help her turn so her back is to my chest and she’s facing the professor. He flicks his tongue over his fangs, and she quivers against me.

His eyes narrow on her face. “This will be your first time, yes?”

She nods.

He glances over her shoulder at me, a wicked smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “You will need plenty of lubrication.”

Sweet mother of fucks. Yeah I will. “What do you suggest?”

He places his hands on the inside of Ophelia’s thighs and spreads them wide before running his nose through the folds of her wet pussy. She groans and bucks her hips, but he holds her in place. “I think we can make use of our sweet Ophelia’s propensity to be soaking wet when any of us have our hands on her.” He lets out a wicked chuckle and then licks the length of her. And if that is not enough, we can always use some blood too.

Ophelia’s pulse spikes. “Blood?”

He lifts his head, licking her arousal from his lips. “Not yours, little one. That is far too precious to waste.”

She sucks in a shaky breath that makes her tits tremble, and my cock twitches against her ass. “Then whose?” she whispers.

“Mine.” Without giving her a chance to respond, he goes back to licking her. She whimpers as he eats, working her into a frenzy, and I feel every bit of her desperation and pleasure. I feel his too, and I’m surprised by how much. Ordinarily, he closes his feelings off to us, but now I experience his desire for her, and it mirrors my own. That desperate need to be inside her rolls through me in wave after unending wave. My cock is harder than granite, and I’m half rabid with the need to be inside her.

I free my cock from my sweatpants and rest it on the seam of her perfect, untouched ass.

I need to take her. Now! I plead with him through our bond.

She is almost ready.

Ophelia trembles in my arms, and her pleasure vibrates through my body too, warm and euphoric as she comes with a loud moan, her body bucking against his mouth and her hands in his hair as she rides his face. I slip my hand between her thighs and rub soft circles over her swollen clit, prolonging her orgasm until she’s soaked his face in her cum.

Alexandros sits back on his heels, his dark beard glistening with her. He winks at me, and something more than her pleasure flares hot in my chest. “Now she is ready.”

With a grunt, I lift her a little and slide my dick into her dripping pussy. She sinks her fingernails into the sides of my thighs, crying out from the overstimulation of her sensitive flesh. Her cum slicks my length—hot, thick, and silky. I rest my lips against her ear. “That’s my good girl.”

She whines when I pull out of her, but I quickly shift her into position and line the crown of my cock at her tight ass. I glance over her shoulder at my sire, his eyes dark with unrestrained lust as they rake hungrily over her sexy little body. My cock and fangs throb to the same beat, aching. I graze my lips over her neck.

“If you bite her now, Xavier, she will be unable to tell if it hurts,” Alexandros warns.

“I want him to bite me. Both of you.” She gasps out each word.

His eyes narrow. “Xavier is desperate to fuck you, Ophelia.” As am I, he adds through our bond, and I smirk. “If we bite you, then there is a possibility the pleasure from that will override any potential pain and we will not be able to tell if he is causing you any harm.”

“Let me inside you, and once I’m in and you’re okay, we’ll bite you too, okay?”

She nods, trapping her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Good girl,” I whisper.

She mewls at my praise, and I take the opportunity to push the crown of my cock against her until I feel the tight ring of muscle squeezing the tip. “Oh, wow,” she breathes.

Alexandros massages her thighs and begins to feast on her sensitive pussy once more. She throws her head back, torn between pain and pleasure as I inch deeper, breaching past her resistance and sinking into her ass. Fuck, she feels so good. Hot and tight and so inviting.

“You’re doing so good for me, Cupcake. How are you feeling?”

“G-good. It feels so …” She sucks in a ragged breath. “Strange.”

“Because nobody has ever done this to you before. Nobody but me.” I inch deeper, and she cries out.

Careful, Alexandros warns.

“Yeah, I know.” My muscles vibrate with the effort it takes to not drive my cock all the way inside her.

Do you need something more to ease her discomfort? Even the voice in my head is a deep growl, and there is something about his tone that resonates to the frequency of my soul. My balls ache with the need to come, and the idea of using his blood to fuck my girl’s virgin ass has the depraved beast inside me snapping its teeth to get out.

I nod. “Y-yeah.”

He hums against her flesh, and a few seconds later, a warm liquid is running between Ophelia’s thighs, one that feels different from her cum. I peer over her shoulder, and his mouth remains on her pussy, but he glances up. Upon catching my eye, he winks, and I almost pass out from the lightning bolt of ecstasy that shoots through my veins. He’s cut his lip or his tongue, and his blood flows down the seam of her ass, coating my cock and allowing me to inch deeper and deeper inside.

“Xavier,” she groans.

“I know, Cupcake. You’re being such a good girl for your first time. Taking my cock in your tight ass so fucking well.”

She whimpers, her body going lax in my arms.

You can bite her now, Alexandros says.

I sink my teeth into her throat and let her blood flow freely over my tongue. A moment later, I feel her blood being pulled elsewhere too, and I peer down to see Alexandros suckling softly on her thigh. We feed on her while I fuck her, rocking my hips into her until her tight muscles squeeze my cock so hard that I feel like I’m about to pass out.

The pressure increases when he adds his fingers to her pussy while my dick is in her ass, and we take her together. Feeding on her and fucking her, we are both lost in the exquisite ecstasy that is Ophelia Hart. And when she comes, she cries out both our names and trembles in my arms as we work her through another.

My head is spinning so rapidly that I can barely see, and Ophelia comes again. Her pussy walls ripple so violently around his fingers that the aftershocks travel straight to my dick. I am lost, emptying myself into her and holding her close as she takes everything I can give.

When we’re both done, I gasp for breath, resting my forehead between her shoulder blades. “Fuck, Ophelia, that was spectacular.”

She murmurs, her body molded into mine. But all too soon, I feel the loss of her warmth as Alexandros plucks her from my lap and into his arms. “You have some work to finish up with your brothers, Xavier,” he says, his tone cold and detached. As though we didn’t just share something incredible. My eyes drift to Ophelia curled up against his chest as he holds her bridal style. I flick my tongue over my fangs and swallow down my frustration.

His eyes narrow. “I will get Ophelia cleaned up.”

But I want to take care of her.

You have responsibilities, Xavier.

I know that I do, but the only thing I’m interested in is her.

Maintaining the status quo is important for Ophelia’s safety. If we fail in our duties to the university and to my family, then we will draw unwanted attention.

I stand and tuck my dick back in my pants before pressing a kiss on her forehead. She almost takes me out with a smile. “Thank you,” she whispers.

Wanting to prolong this moment as long as possible, I tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. “No. Thank you, Cupcake. It was an honor.”

Alexandros watches me intently, a look in his eyes that I cannot read. “And thank you for letting me have this.” Because he could have taken this for himself had he chosen to. I know that he wanted to. I could feel him longing for her and wishing it was him buried inside of her instead of me. Magnanimity is not a trait he displays often, and I have no idea why he did so today. But whatever his reason, I am grateful.

He gives me a nod. Go find your brothers.