Page 33 of Undying Thirst

Yes, please. I gripped him tight to my mouth as I took from him . . . and he let me. Warmth spread down my throat and expanded in my belly. The buzz in my ears raised by a few notches.

Talia whipped the door open.

“Ren is—” Her smile slowly faded away and she balked. Her attention didn’t leave his wrist at my mouth.

“Out,” Asher hissed and his grip across my chest tightened.

I gripped his wrist tighter and drank another mouthful of sweet nectar.

Talia’s shoulder jerked and she disappeared from the threshold, leaving Jax standing behind her. Moving so slow, he reached over without removing his attention from me and shut the door. His nose flared and he focused on my wet sex.

I wiggled on Asher’s lap. Raw and needy for more. Moans melded with my whimpers.

In the next instance, Jax kneeled before me and burrowed his head between my thighs.

His nose rubbed against my clit, wrenching a gasp from my throat and my hips gyrated forward. Asher opened my sensitive pussy for his brother’s tongue.

The sight was too much for me to handle. Jax hooked my leg over his shoulder and sank his teeth into the crevice where my thigh bent. I shot into another orgasm.

My hearing went out, replaced by static. I could have been floating for all I knew.

A sharp sting radiated outward from the spot where Asher had been nuzzling at my throat.

Nonsense spilled from my lips but I didn’t care at the moment. I could have been giving my soul away and it wouldn’t have made a difference.

Finally, the swell calmed enough for me to hear my ragged breathing. Jax licked my pussy clean of the blood that had spread into the aching folds. Each touch jolted me against Asher. His grip hadn’t loosened.

He hummed against my throat and since my ass was bare against his slack-covered cock, I could feel the dampness beneath him.

“Was that me or you,” I croaked and then hiccupped.

“Both of us, Pet. I can’t control myself where you’re concerned.”

Satisfaction licked up my spine. Making a vampire come in his pants seemed like a skill I really should be proud of. Jax’s shoulders moved once in a jerking motion. What could Jax be feeling so intensely that he had to take a breath?

The floating sensation hadn’t abated. I wiggled my fingers in front of my face and the sight of them seemed to be enhanced, like I could see them under a magnifying glass.

I licked my lip to lap up whatever blood still painted my mouth. I’d never had so much vampire blood before. The short-haired twin’s shoulders moved again. He wanted my death, but knelt between my legs?

“Get off of me.” I jerked to the side to remove his grip from my leg. Blood leaked from the wounds he hadn’t licked shut.

He gripped my thigh and hissed. It wasn’t a damn chicken wing.

“He’s going to heal you.”

I didn’t care if he was about to sacrifice himself at my feet. I rather he killed me.

Using my other foot, I kicked out and slammed the bottom of my shoe into his shoulder. The heel punctured his shoulder and he sneered.

“No, thank you,” I slurred.

Jax suddenly leaned in my face, a violent glint in his eyes. I tipped my chin up, waiting for him to tear my head off, but no dice.

Asher poked a finger into his chest, stopping him.

“No attacking other vampire’s Pets.” Asher tugged me tighter against his chest while I jerked my skirt down to cover my legs. A trickle from the blood and my still wet pussy mingled between my legs.

Jax narrowed his eyes and straightened. His thumb swiped across his lip.

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