Page 46 of Blood Day (Blood Alliance #7)

My abdomen tightened at the display and the vulgar words coming from my sweet flower’s mind. She was finding a way to involve me in the most intimate manner, telling me what she liked from me as she demonstrated on the female before her.

Are you imagining me doing this to you? I asked her, fully aware that she was, her mind utterly open to mine .

Yes, she hissed. I… I’m thinking about what you do to me… and applying it… to her… but it’s making me…

It’s making you what? I slid my palm up to her neck again, this time to brush my knuckles against her pulse. Is it making you burn, sweet flower?

Yes. So hot. She drew her tongue up to Emine’s sensitive nub, causing the other woman to jolt and moan around Khalid’s fingers. But I barely saw her. My focus was entirely on Lily and her thoughts and the way she processed each move while envisioning me between her own thighs.

Fuck, Lily, I breathed.

She hummed in response, causing Emine to tremble.

So Lily did it again.

“I’m starting to think there won’t be much training required in this department,” Khalid mused, his lips against Emine’s temple as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her mouth. “It’s like the two of you were born to play together.”

“Or the four of us were destined to master this game,” I told him, meeting his intense gaze once more.

We were forming some sort of fucked-up bond between us, one driven by Lily’s mouth on Emine’s clit. Like she was sealing the promise between the four of us with her fucking tongue.

Cedric , she whispered. I like when you suck on me here. It almost hurts, yet it feels so good.

Are you doing that to Emine now? I knew the answer, but that wasn’t the point. Communicating like this was intensifying the moment, drawing us closer together, and lighting both of us on fire.

Yes, Lily replied. I’m sucking her. Then nibbling. Then laving with my tongue.

You’re making her squirm .

I think she’s close to coming, Lily told me.

She is, I confirmed, noting the way Emine’s cheeks were turning a deeper shade of red. Khalid said you could touch her tits. Grab one and tweak her nipple.

Lily shuddered beneath my grasp, her mind immediately picturing me doing exactly that to her. “How wet are you right now, little flower?” I asked aloud, my gaze falling to where she pleasured Emine.

“My thighs are damp,” she answered against the other woman’s damp flesh. “I… I want to feel Prince Khalid’s pet come. I want to taste her.”

“Are you going to come for Lily, little mirage?” Khalid asked, his mouth skimming his pet’s throat. “Are you going to give her what she wants?”

Lily’s palm slid upward to grasp Emine’s breast, causing the other woman to groan and release an incoherent response against Khalid’s fingers.

He chuckled in reply. “You need my bite.” He nipped at her pulse. “You crave it.”

Another unclear response followed.

“Little deviant,” he whispered. “You’re going to make me share you with all the vampires in my court, let them feast upon you, just to writhe in pleasure.”

She trembled, her head shaking back and forth.

“No? Just my bite, then?” he asked her. “Prove it.” His gaze met mine. “Bite Emine.”

Lily tensed beneath my hands. She very clearly did not like that idea.

But it was a lesson we both needed because this was how we deceived in the game, how we made others think we were all about sharing without truly sharing.

You can bite without feeding , I whispered into Lily’s mind. And he very clearly told me to only bite.

It… it feels …

Like cheating? I finished for her, listening as her mind puzzled over that term. Like sharing against your will, I clarified. That’s our bond, sweet flower. We’re tied to each other until it’s broken. Our instincts will be protective in nature. Which is exactly why I reacted to Khalid earlier.

And he was laying another challenge at my feet.

Only, this one wasn’t just for me.

It was for Lily, too.

I caught his gaze again, telling him with my eyes that I more than understood his meaning.

If you react, he’ll punish you, Lily. You need to continue pleasuring Emine.

He would tell you that his acceptance of what you’re doing is a gift, one you disrespected if you don’t make her come the way he demanded you to.

She didn’t immediately reply, her thoughts caught between trying to discern the strategy in my mind, understanding my words, and remembering what to do with her hand and her tongue.

“Is something wrong?” Khalid pressed.

“No, just deciding where I want to bite your pet,” I said.

“Her wrist will do,” he replied. “Lift your hand for Cedric, Emine.” His lips went back to her ear as he added, “If he makes you come, we’ll know whether or not you’re lying about only desiring my bite.”

A multilayered test , I mused, almost impressed.

Except I didn’t much care for this experiment.

If Lily reacted, Khalid would punish her.

If I reacted, he would punish me.

And if Emine came, he would punish her.

I understand, Lily told me. Bite her. I won’t react.

I drew my thumb along her neck as Emine shakily offered me her hand. “Thank you for the offer, Khalid,” I said, keeping my tone formal and playing my role in this charade .

My grip tightened on Lily’s hair, holding her in place while I wrapped my opposite hand around Emine’s arm.

Rather than stare at her, I looked at Khalid as I lifted his pet’s wrist to my mouth.

Which was how I caught the subtle flare of his nostrils.

A tell that told me he was not pleased by the sight of my mouth so close to his female’s skin.

That little reveal had me sinking my fangs into her delicate flesh, as it allowed me to test him .

How does it feel? I wanted to demand. Do you still want to play this game?

I didn’t bother pulling on her vein. I didn’t even swallow the blood rising from my bite.

I merely stared Khalid down and waited.

His jaw ticked.

And Emine groaned, her body convulsing as she fought her orgasm.

She appeared to be losing her balance, her body leaning heavily on Khalid for support.

But she didn’t explode. Not even with my Lily’s mouth driving her to the edge of oblivion.

“Mmm,” Khalid hummed, the sound a little deeper and underlined with a near growl. “You’re so close to coming again, aren’t you?”

Emine appeared pained, the endorphins of my solitary bite likely flooding her with the need to shatter. However, her control appeared admirable. Or perhaps she’d meant it when she’d claimed to only want his teeth in her flesh.

I could hear Lily’s echo of that sentiment, only it was my mouth she desired. Mine, she seemed to be saying.

And I realized it was a thought provoked by my fangs in another human’s veins.

Lily didn’t want to share me.

Nor did she really want to be shared .

But this situation with Emine felt different to her. It was an extension of us that she felt while kneeling for the other woman, just as she decided my fangs acted as another method of operating as a unit.

A we .

A couple .

Because we were together.

Bonded.

In a relationship that transcended time and space and redefined the formalities of pure existence.

These acts meant nothing and everything at the same time. She saw us indulging in this game as the same player. Not two separate entities, but a pair of souls solidifying as one.

Or perhaps that was just my own mind deciphering her thoughts and piecing them together in a way I understood.

She was right.

We were together in this and connected on a level few others would ever understand.

It made us a powerful duo.

A duo that could thrive and survive anything thrown at it. Even this.

And even more than that, we could enjoy it.

Because Lily liked the way it felt to pleasure another beneath my command. It was a shared experience, one that made us both hot for each other.

Just as I enjoyed sensing her experience, her vision of events. And feeling her emotions as though they were my own.

This whole situation was utterly fucked up.

Yet it made sense in the darkness of this life. It suited us. It… it made a future possible between us.

My focus returned to Khalid and his knowing gaze. “ Now you understand the game,” he said, clearly having read all these thoughts on my face.

Or maybe he could hear me.

I didn’t quite know the full extent of his power, just that energy oozed off of him in barely controlled waves.

He wasn’t like other vampires.

I wouldn’t be surprised at all if he possessed a hint of lycan in his blood.

Or maybe something else.

Something darker.

“Release my pet,” he whispered silkily, his eyes shifting to the wrist still in my mouth.

I immediately dropped Emine’s hand.

He caught it before it could fall, bringing the wound up to his mouth and striking out like a panther demolishing his prey.

Except Emine didn’t scream in pain.

She shrieked in pleasure as his bite immediately sent her spiraling into a climax against Lily’s mouth.

I continued to hold her in place, demanding in her mind that she not stop until Khalid gave permission. But Lily didn’t seem keen on ending the experience, her thoughts having traveled to her own rapture and the sensation of having my tongue against her sweet heat.

She considered my fangs, how they felt against her clit, how they’d terrified her before. I delved into that train of thought, curious as to the cause of her fear, and found it in the memories from her classes with Master Peyton.

That sadistic bitch used pleasure as a weapon, turning it into pain and punishing the humans beneath her as a result.

Too many of my kind operated in that manner.

But Khalid proved now that not all of them did.

He drew out Emine’s pleasure in a warm way, shifting his mouth up to her throat to bite her again, but softly this time. She immediately fell into a third climax, this one similar to the first one he’d delivered before Lily had dropped to her knees.

By the time he finished, Emine seemed to be having trouble opening her eyes, her body having gone limp against him. “That’s enough, Lily,” Khalid said as he caught Emine and pulled her up into his arms. “We’ll resume our training tomorrow.”

He didn’t give either of us a chance to comment, instead choosing to teleport away with Emine and leaving me with a still-kneeling Lily.