Page 39 of Cursed

Arden curls up behind me. “Let me check if you are okay.”

“I’m fine,” I protest.

“Please, I need this,” he pleads as he runs his hands up and down my body, paying close attention to the area between my legs.

Now I wonder why I was resistant.

“The scratches aren’t too deep. Branden could heal them quickly. My magic will take longer.” He brushes the hair away from my neck and inspects me without touching the place where Quade marked me. “It’s healing quickly, but you will have a visible mark.”

I touch the spot and smile. “A scar that Iactuallywant.”

Quade clears his throat as he slides on his pants. “Not a scar… mymark. There’s a difference.” His eyes fall onto the scratches on my hips, thighs, and breasts. His lips pull down in the slightest frown at the damage he caused. Then he gives off a determined and dominant mien. “Allow Branden to lick those scratches. I want to see him drive you wild. But he cannot touch my mating mark.”

My eyes find Rourke’s across the room. His cheeks pinken, likely thinking the same thing I am—that we are the last to make things official. Ironic really, since he was the one who inadvertently started all of this.

“Mi Sangre Amor?” Branden settles on the bed next to me. “Would you like me to show the professor how you love my tongue? Arden can use his thick fingers so your sweet cunt has something to clamp down on. And all your mates can watch you come undone.”

“Holy hell.” I’m panting for them and he hasn’t touched me.

“I’d love to see a vamp in action.” Landis smiles and moves closer, crawling up the bed so his face is close to mine. He gives me a soft kiss. “It was killing me not coming in here last night when the professor was claiming you.”

“Can we lay off the professor kink?” Quade asks, but there is a note of mirth in his voice even though it comes out gruff.

“No can do, Professor Naughty Wolf,” Landis smirks.

I light up with laughter and so does everyone else, even Quade. Although he’s shaking his head.

Branden’s dark eyes blow out to all black and his fangs descend. He presses the tip of his tongue to one and grins.

Cocky bastard.

But it’s well deserved. I’m about to be writhing in a moment—out of my mind with lust.

“Arden?” Branden asks, “Maybe you should soothe her well-used pussy. Poor thing has been taken a beating with Quade’s knot and your cock stretching her to capacity.”

Branden then pulls my legs open for them all to see my swollen cunt.

Arden gently glides his huge hand over my mound, cupping me. I moan just with that electric touch. And I haven’t even been hit with Branden’s vampiric tonic.

Landis turns my chin to look up at him. He’s now sitting on the bed right by my head. He’s now naked, something I missed while all eyes were focused on Arden’s hand sliding over me. “You going to come for us?”

“Yes,” I breathe out.

Branden licks my inner thigh and I jerk as the tonic hits my system. I try to clench my thighs together as he takes another swipe. But I look down and see Quade holding my legs open for Branden.

“Be a good girl and take your medicine,” Quade purrs.

My pussy clenches with his words and with Branden licking over my stomach.

Arden slides two thick fingers into my channel, slowly sinking into me.

My mind becomes hazy with need. I want Branden. I want them all inside me… fucking me.

Another lick over my hip makes me buck.

“Please!” I whine, curling at the waist to reach for Branden to pull him onto me.

But Landis’ shadows stop me, pinning me to the bed.

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