Page 33 of Bloodbane

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Beautiful Bindings

{ T H A Y N E }

“I’m pretty sure I don’t have any of your magic protein, Smith.”

Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I fight to keep my voice even. I need to at least sound like I know what I’m doing, even if I have no idea if this is going to work.

“I need you to lie on the bed.”

“Why?”

“I’m too hot.”

Eirik lifts a single brow at the declaration before his eyes finally drop low, drifting lazily down my naked body, lingering on my aching cock before lifting back to my face.

“And modest, too.”

“Fuck, Grayson, not like that, ” I bite out, face burning. I almost wish Eirik had kept up with the casual disinterest because there’s no misreading the hunger in his gaze now. “I, uh, my body temperature, I’m too hot. Ruby can’t stand to let me touch her.”

“You noticed that too?” Eirik quips drolly.

“Your body temperature should offset mine. I need you to, ah, hold her, cool her down while I…”

The tense silence rings loud as a church bell, and my heart leaps to my throat seeing the answer rage in Eirik’s eyes before he even opens his mouth.

“No.”

“Grayson…”

“I am not playing the role of a human-shaped block of ice while you fuck Ruby.”

“Okay, fine,” I huff, defensiveness sharpening my words. “If you have a better idea, I’m all ears. Otherwise, if you can’t help me… help her. ”

The dark look that thunders over Eirik’s face as he takes a step toward the bed is one I’ve seen before, just never directed at me. As if feeding off his energy, the air in the room thickens, charging dangerously. I don’t need to see the murderous glint in his eye or the glimmer of light catching on extended fangs to know I’m sharing air with an apex predator. A shiver rolls down my spine, and I steel myself against the instinct to crouch over Ruby and prepare for the fight. But the flash of white disappears as Eirik clenches his jaw and closes the rest of the distance to the bed in a heartbeat.

“You need to take your clothes off.”

Eirik scowls but shucks his shirt without a word, flinging it onto the floor.

“Uh, and your pants too.”

Eirik hesitates. “My chest is plenty cold.”

“Jesus. It’s not a big deal, you can leave your underwear on.”

“I’m not wearing any.”

My eyes dart to the sweatpants of their own accord. At the visible straining that greets me, I clear my throat, curling my hands into fists to keep from cupping my hands over myself to hide my own aching erection.

“Well, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. But this could take a while, and the more cool skin you have on offer, the better it will be for her.”

After a beat of tense silence, Eirik nods stiffly and pushes his pants down, the dark fabric giving way to light, muscular legs. The material puddles on the floor at his feet.

I know I shouldn’t look. I should keep my eyes on Eirik’s, but I can’t stop my gaze from drifting down the decorated skin of his chest, and lower, lower, until I find the hard curve of his impressive cock. The mess from this morning is gone from his skin, but he can’t hide the evidence of renewed desire. The memory of Eirik’s taste floods my mouth, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut before I can turn my face away.

“Uh, lie on the bed, on your back. I’ll lay Ruby on you, chest to chest,” I add hastily. I haven’t really given this much thought, but it seems the best way to preserve as much of her virtue as possible given the circumstances.

I drag my eyes open, staring determinedly at the sheets—crumpled and bunched at my knees—listening to Eirik follow instructions.

“Like this?”

It’s a sight to behold, Ruby’s beautiful body slotted so perfectly against Eirik’s paler, much broader one. Strong arms criss-cross Ruby’s back like beautiful bindings as she mewls contentedly, nuzzling into Eirik’s neck, grinding down against the cool body beneath her.

Eirik must have removed Ruby’s sodden scrap of underwear, because Ruby's ass is bare, glistening, along with her thighs, dripping with confirmation of the pleasure she’s already taken. I use every last shred of strength to stop from rocking forward and burying my face between her thighs, from licking and lapping at her until my tongue is coated and my belly is full.

“Uh, yeah,” I croak huskily. “Just like that.” I knee-walk over the bed, settling in position between Ruby’s legs—folded up and tucked over Eirik’s spread ones—before faltering.

I’ve never taken an omega before; I’ve never taken anyone before. The sum of my whole sexual experience is tied up in being taken… by Eirik. Now, I’m going to have to take Ruby while he watches. Heat blisters through my veins. Oh, fuck. What if I can’t do it? What if I can’t come with Eirik watching, or worse, I come the second I slide into Ruby? My heart punches against my ribcage painfully, my lungs emptying and refilling much, much too quickly.

“Is something wrong?” Eirik’s voice breaks through my spiraling thoughts.

“I just need to see if she’s… ready.” It’s a lie borne of cowardice. I can tell she’s more than ready, but I need a moment to prepare myself for what I’m about to do.

Ruby whimpers when I slide two fingers into her slowly, taking my time to push in and spread her apart, feeling her body give under the pressure, opening eagerly. I drag my fingers free, staring down at them, coated in Ruby’s arousal. My mouth waters at the sight. I want to suck them, lave them clean, but this isn’t about my pleasure. I wrap my hand around my cock, biting back the moan, and guide myself into Ruby.

She stretches around me beautifully. I can’t drag my eyes away—transfixed as the wet hole swallows my cock as I slide in, agonizingly slowly, inch by inch, until I’m fully nestled inside her.

“Oh, fuck.”

I dig my nails into my thighs, gouging red tracks into my skin, using the stinging pain to pull me back from the brink. I can feel every incredible movement as Ruby shifts and clenches around me. I want to stay like this forever, locked together like perfect puzzle pieces, but the contented mewling sounds muffled by Eirik’s neck bleed into whimpering moans, jarring me from my thoughts, making me remember my purpose.

I draw out as slowly as I pushed in, eating up the sight of Ruby clutching at me greedily, my cock shiny with her desire, only stopping when the fat head has the taut pussy locked around it bulging obscenely.

Drifting in and out of consciousness, Ruby moans, long and loud, and clenches down. I drive forward again, spurred on by the desperate sounds dripping from Ruby’s spit-slicked lips.

I keep my eyes low, but I can feel Eirik's unwavering stare as I fuck into Ruby. Each thrust is quicker and rougher than the last as instinct and need burn away my uncertainty and restraint.

Every time I bottom out, when we’re joined completely, when we’re nothing but shared sweaty skin and aching pleasure, a harsh gasp punches from Ruby’s chest, blurring into a desperate whimpering moan as I pull out again. It’s pleasure beyond anything I’ve ever known. Each snap of my hips ratchets it higher, building with the pressure in the base of my cock, throbbing and filling as my knot swells.

Color blooms over the perfect curve of Ruby’s ass as I slap against her, the obscene sounds filling the room as flesh meets flesh again and again. Sucking in ragged gasps, I fight back the sounds of my bliss battling to break free. Fully engorged now, my knot ruts up against Ruby’s pussy with each drive forward, seeking entrance, trying to stretch that tight little hole enough to push inside.

The spiral of heat in my gut turns molten and tightens, and I can’t hold back the moan from tearing from my chest as I scrape blunt nails up my thighs. I’m so close. So fucking close.

“I thought you said this was going to take a while, it looks like you’re about to fill her already.” Eirik’s voice is low, oddly breathless.

“I—” Finally meeting Eirik’s eyes, the retort dies on my lips. Ruby's lax body jolts as I sink back into her. Only then do I realize that every driving thrust must be such delicious friction—rubbing Ruby’s breast over Eirik’s chest, her sweet little mound sliding over his cock. My eyes dip to the curve of Eirik’s belly, to the shiny trail of precome leaking over his skin, dripping down to pool on the bed below. I jerk out of Ruby’s sloppy hole with a gasp before stilling.

“Shut up and put your hands on her hips.”

“Why?”

“Fuck, Grayson, just do it. Please. ”

A strangled sound blooms and catches in Eirik’s throat, setting off sparks under my skin. I’d almost forgotten how much Eirik loved it when I said please, when I begged.

For a heart-stopping moment, I think Eirik’s going to ignore me or say no, but after three painful heartbeats, he grips Ruby’s hips. My hands fly to cover them, digging in fingertips hard enough to leave bruises even on Eirik’s skin as I use cool hands to pull Ruby back onto my cock, taking her as deep as I can, my knot stretching the rim almost wide enough to slip inside.

Eirik curses, hips jerking under Ruby, pushing her up just as I sink deep once more.

Our eyes lock, and I draw out just enough to fuck back into the greedy hole, watching the movement pulse into Eirik’s body beneath, and I can almost pretend I’m fucking Eirik—taking him as he has taken me so many times before.

“Oh, fuck, Ei—” I bite off the moan, but not before Eirik’s eyes turn dark and his hips snap up again, pushing Ruby hard up onto my cock.

Ruby cries out, jolting back into consciousness.

“Oh fuck, yes, please, please, uuuhhh, I need—” Sharp nails scrape ineffectually over Eirik’s chest as she grinds against him.

Eirik matches the movement, lifting her up with each motion, angling her body, and I can feel the head of my cock nudging something inside her with every deep drive into her body. Something soft and spongy that makes her scream.

“Please… please…”

Sweat glistens on Ruby’s skin. Beading on her back, rolling down to pool at the base of her spine. I have to stop myself from leaning forward and lapping it up.

The begging flashes through me like a live wire, throbbing into my knot, the pressure bordering on unbearable now.

“It’s okay, Ruby. I’m going to take care of you," I grind out between clenched teeth. "I’ll give you what you need, baby. Going to make you feel so good."

Grasping Eirik’s wrists, I use him to lift Ruby’s hips and drag her backward, slamming her onto my cock, forcing my knot deep. Ruby shouts—the piercing, broken cry splits the air as her tortured pussy stretches wide around my knot before constricting, locking us together. As if waiting for the connection to be made, she wails as her body tenses, shaking and shuddering violently as she comes.

The stranglehold around my knot sends me flying. Ecstasy like I’ve never known starts at the base of my cock and explodes outward, lightning striking and forking through me, burning through my nerves and setting off colors bursting bright behind my closed eyelids. Anchoring myself to Ruby through my grip on Eirik, I ride out my orgasm, lost in the feel of Ruby’s pussy convulsing around me.

Unable to pull out but incapable of staying still, I grind against Ruby as pleasure continues to spark hot and raw.

Eirik clears his throat. “Is that it? Can I get up now?” His voice is strained.

The tension breaks in my body, and I slump, tightening my grip on Eirik to avoid collapsing onto Ruby. My cock is still pulsing, emptying into the needy heat of Ruby’s pussy as it quivers around me, milking another wave from me. She whimpers softly, lying on Eirik’s chest, her breathing slowing, her body calming.

I shake my head but don’t lift it, every ounce of energy going into holding myself up. All I want to do is collapse into a heap on the bed and sleep for twelve hours. But sleep will have to wait.

“Can’t move until my knot goes down.”

“Should I even ask?”

I wrap my fingers around Eirik’s hand and lift it, guiding it down to where I’m connected to Ruby. Cool fingers rub at the thin membrane where we’re joined, sending another wave of come flowing into Ruby. I rock forward into the touch, barely biting back a whimper.

“That’s you?”

“Yeah.” My knot tingles, almost like pleasurable pins and needles as I drain into Ruby. Knowing Eirik can feel it too has my cock twitching inside her.

“You’re… locked together? Like dogs?” Eirik presses again, harder, digging his fingers deeper. With a shudder, I fill Ruby a little more.

“No, not like dogs.” My body is buzzing with too many feel-good chemicals to get annoyed. “It’s not just a plug. It’s kind of...” I struggle to think of the right word. After a moment of searching and failing, I give up. Eirik can mock me all he likes, I’m too fucked out to care. “I don’t know, like a siphon, I guess.”

“You’re still coming?”

I finally lift my head and meet Eirik’s gaze. “No... Yes... Kind of.”

“What does it feel like?”

There’s nothing but curiosity in Eirik’s gaze, and it eases a little of my self-consciousness.

“It feels like coming, but different. More waves of rolling pleasure instead of a single, sharp peak.”

“How long does it last?”

“It depends. It can take up to—” My voice breaks on a moan as Eirik’s fingers press in once more, coaxing another stream from my body. “Jesus, fuck! U-up to an hour, I think. I haven’t had a vampire milking it out of me before,” I retort. I can’t bring myself to admit I’ve never done this before at all. The only hand that’s wrung come from my cock is my own. And Eirik’s.

Eirik’s eyes narrow at the comment, but he doesn’t move his hand away, moving circles around Ruby’s bulging hole.

God, I want to beg him to keep pressing, keep emptying me into Ruby. Instead, I change tack, putting all cards on the table.

“This is only the first session, though. She’s going to need more tonight.”

“More? How much more? How long until she’s…” Eirik pauses, apparently searching for the right word. “Fixed?”

So tired of admitting my ignorance, I shrug instead.

“She should be fine by morning.”

“ Morning ?” The strangled sound in Eirik’s throat breaks off abruptly as he lifts his hand from Ruby’s body to scrub over his face. “Damn it, Thayne. I can’t...” he trails off as he shifts under Ruby, who makes a soft, disgruntled sound in her sleep.

“Are you still—uh, did you, um…” I bob my head to the side, hoping Eirik will follow the thread of thought, but dark eyes stare at me defiantly, refusing to play along. Bastard. “Did you come?’

“I’m fine.”

Hesitantly, I run my hand over cool skin, following the tacky path of precome. I slip my hand between the slick join of bodies, finding still-hard flesh.

Eirik hisses sharply, gripping my wrist and yanking it from his cock and pulling it from between his and Ruby’s bodies.

“I said I’m fine. ”

Ignoring the heat flooding my face, I match Eirik’s indignant stare. “This is going to be a very long, very uncomfortable night for you if you don’t let me help you.”

Something flashes in Eirik’s eyes before they narrow shrewdly. “How about I help you instead?”

“What do yo—” My sharp intake of breath cuts through the rest of the question.

Eirik's hand moves back to Ruby's pussy and firm fingers press around the quivering rim, all five at once, digging deep and gripping my knot from the outside.

“Let’s see if we can’t speed things along.”

“That’s not how things work,” I whimper as my cock jerks inside of Ruby, pulsing in time with the squeezing, forcing me to empty more quickly.

Eirik hums thoughtfully. “I guess wolfing out didn’t change everything about you. I remember how sensitive you were, and looks like you still are, aren’t you?” He squeezes again, massaging small circles into me through Ruby’s body.

“ Oh, god. ”

Pitiful, embarrassing sounds burst from my throat and I tilt my hips back, my knot distending Ruby’s pussy obscenely to give Eirik better access.

“Need me to milk it out of you like I used to, don’t you? Make you cry, make you beg for it, till you’re exhausted and empty.”

“Eirik! Oh, fuck, oh, please don’t—don’t stop.”

“Yeah, that’s it. Big, strong alpha, begging like a bitch in heat, so desperate to give me your come, aren’t you, Thay?”

The words coupled with the sensation are too much. Ecstasy rips through me again as my cock jerks and spits, emptying in a continuous flood. It’s incredible, like the pleasure is being torn from my body, pulled and pulled until I’m twitching, quaking, and crying out, my hands bruising into Ruby’s hips as my own spasm uncontrollably. Eirik’s fingers work me through the thin skin continuously until I’m clawing at his hand, tugging it away from my oversensitive knot as it subsides, and I collapse back onto the bed, my cock slipping free in a messy flood of come.

I lie there, panting softly, and trying to catch my breath as my mind races in time with my heaving chest.

Oh, god. What the fuck have I just done?