Page 35 of Feeding Frenzy (Crimson Coven #3)
THIRTY-FIVE
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I marched inside.
“Enough personal time?” Asher smirked. I glared and headed right for him. His expression smoothed and he put his hands up.
I jabbed my finger in his chest.
“Get the others upstairs, the bedroom.”
“What?”
“Now, Asher,” I snapped. His eyebrows twitched.
I didn’t stick around to watch him do as I asked. Anger made my steps heavier than usual. I reached my room and paced to the window. From here I couldn’t see the bench behind the tree. A slim shadow stood on the lawn. I squinted. Talia was still freaking out? I mean I knew how scary they could be, so I understood where it came from, but I wouldn’t let them hurt her.
I’d left the door wide open, so I could hear them coming. Tobias was the first one through the door. I thinned my lips and turned to face him.
His eyebrows furrowed and he approached me.
“Is everything all right, Catalina?” he murmured. “Has someone bothered you?”
“Yes.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Who,” the icy tone would have sent me running before.
“You.” I poked his chest.
“At least I’m not the only one that received a chest poke,” Asher grumbled as he entered. I glared at him, and he sprawled across the bed.
“Why didn’t you tell me.” I scowled up at Tobias. He still looked confused. “Why didn’t you tell me you were already given a date for the trial?”
His lips thinned.
“Which of your sluts fucking told her,” Ren snarled, storming inside. I jumped from the shout. Ren faced Asher who’d sat up. Jax and Bastien entered a beat later.
“Oh great, deflection.” I narrowed my eyes.
Ren scowled.
“Back to my point. I’m going.”
Tobias’s eyelid twitched.
“You cannot go. If someone recognizes you?—”
“I’ll wear a disguise.”
“Your smell?—”
“You have to be close to me, and on top of that, I have to be bleeding. I can also wear a perfume, just in case.”
Tobias threw his hands up with exasperation. He strode away, like he was too exasperated to continue the conversation. Ren took his spot in front of me. I crossed my arms and quirked an eyebrow up at him.
“Cat.” I put my hand up to cover Ren’s mouth.
“I am going.”
Ren became scarily still.
I cleared my throat and eyed the door behind his too wide shoulder. Bastien stood next to it, watching, but he wouldn’t go against my wishes . . . except this had to do with my ‘safety’. Was that sound Ren gritting his teeth?
I lunged, managing to get a few feet from Ren. My feet kicked out into the air. Ren swung me to his chest and my back bounced against him. His arm around my stomach squeezed a breath from my chest. I kicked back and smacked his leg with my heel. My slippers went flying. His grip loosened, but he managed to get me to the bed, where Jax grabbed my arm, pinning it on the bed while Ren grappled with my kicks.
I aimed my free hand toward Jax, but Asher caught my wrist and forced me down. Using every inch of strength I had; I writhed to get free.
“She’s fucking strong.”
As much as I struggled, it only became harder as all three of them pinned me down while the other two watched.
“Bastien!” I cried. A glaze crossed his eyes, and he stepped forward, but just as abruptly, he stopped in place and shook his head.
God dammit, they were liking my thrashing around. I went limp suddenly. All the movement caused pressure in my chest. I’d not been breathing. I sucked in a breath and released it. Their scents smacked me across the face.
A hum sounding too much like a moan for my liking left my mouth. I clamped my lips together and glared over at a smirking Jax. A gentle touch grazed across my forehead. I rolled my head to the side and turned my glare on Asher.
“Are we about to fuck?” Asher grinned.
“In your dreams, you lying blood-sucker.”
“Oh, there is no doubt about that, Pet, if I could dream, you’d be the star.” He ran his fingertips along my jaw and down my neck. My heart jumped in answer to his touch.
I struggled to beat back my lust. I needed a distraction—now.
“Talking about dreams. I was wondering. Bastien, why can you go into my dreams? Compulsion doesn’t work on me and Tobias can’t read my thoughts,” my words flowed so fast they ran together.
I caught Jax’s smirk. I scowled at him.
“What,” I snapped.
“You are terribly obvious, Love.”
I laughed nervously.
“To answer your question.” Bastien approached. “I cannot trap you as I did to Jax. I was able to slip into your dreams, but I could not control anything.”
Asher’s hand delved under the hem of my shirt, and he started to drag it upward. I pulled against Asher and Jax’s grip holding my arms down, but they didn’t budge.
My shirt bunched under my breasts, and he released the fabric. His hand slid down to the swell of my belly, his fingernails grazing against my skin. I breathed out, with a steady stream of air. My body was beginning to feel all tingle-y and alive.
I rolled my lips into my mouth and bit down.
“Catalina,” Tobias began. His soft, cajoling tone put me on edge. “You will not be coming.”
“Sure,” I said, laying on the sarcasm.
Asher chortled.
“You’re pushing it, Catalina,” Asher finally said, his tone rising and then falling like he was mocking me.
“You will listen,” Ren snarled.
“I’m not going to argue about it.” I sniffled in.
In a flash, Ren tore my pants right down the middle. He forced my knee toward him, effectively baring me in all my exposed glory. I gasped and as I struggled against their hold, all I could hear was Asher’s, “I told you.”
I hissed up at him and Jax chuckled.
All in the span of time that it took for him to pry open my legs, he struck, sinking his fangs into my inner thigh. The sharp stab was soothed away by his suck. I gasped from the harsh tug of his mouth, my spine arching off the bed. I breathed in, and the scent of my blood permeated the air.
Tobias’s grip on my calf became painful. He suddenly cupped the bottom of my knee and yanked up and to the side, so I was fully spread open. Tobias sank his fangs into the meaty part of my inner thigh, closer to my knee. I sucked in a breath, lifting my head in time for Bastien to snarl and suddenly shove his face against my sex.
I screamed and pitched my hips up to rub my sex against his mouth. He met my force, and his fangs pierced me down there. I struggled to suck in a breath. All I could smell was my blood coating the air.
My entire body felt alive.
Jax lifted my arm and sharp pinpricks stabbed into my wrist. The four of them sucked simultaneously and the orgasm throbbed through my limbs. Electrical pulses traveled through my veins and my toes curled. Oh my God, this didn’t feel real.
Asher caressed the inner side of my arm. He moved and suddenly, his mouth was against my ear, and I could hear him over the high pitched ringing infecting my ears.
“You make us mad with desire, Pet.” His sweet breath caressed my cheek and that combined with whatever the hell Bastien did down there, catapulted me into a second orgasm.
I screamed so loud it hurt my throat.
Asher’s chuckle sounded sinful. His fingertips played along my straining neck.
“Look, Catalina. Watch your vampires feed on you.” His thumb grazed my nipple over the shirt. My entire body seized. Their touch and possession engulfed my soul. It devoured me. They fed and took, and I gave. So wholeheartedly, I gave.
Another orgasm throbbed through my senses and took me under. As if I were being tossed in violent waves not allowing me to surface.
Finally, my God, finally, I burst free from the mind-numbing orgasms. I pried my eyes open and watched Jaxon run his tongue across the bite marks he’d made on me. I couldn’t move my neck. A stuttering breath wrenched from my lungs.
“Fuck, Kitten,” Jax murmured, awe seeping his tone. His eyes flashed red, and he sank his fangs into my arm again.
I screamed and a ringing assaulted my ears. Lights burst behind my eyelids.
“We should do this more often,” Asher’s voice sounded as if it came from behind a thick wall.
Bastien shoved his fingers into my channel. My scream faded into helpless whimpers, and I gave myself over to the pleasure. My channel throbbed around his fingers, and I couldn’t stop writhing. The frenzy swelled, taking me under again.