27. CATALINA

TWENTY-SEVEN

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“What, do you like me now?” Binx meowed and rubbed against my leg, almost pushing me over with his big body. What was wrong with him?

When I’d come out of the shower, I’d found Binx waiting for me in my bedroom. His eerie gaze followed me around my room as I’d unpacked my measly belongings with a tad more aggression than necessary.

I’d spent hours coming to terms with everything. Most especially the odd warmth I felt when I thought of the vampires next door. For the umpteenth time, my attention narrowed in on the window. Just one little peek. There was no way he was still out there . . .

Crossing the room, I peeked down at Asher still hanging around my backyard. He hadn’t budged, in fact, he seemed to be settling in for a long wait. I pushed back my damp hair and looked at Binx.

“He’s too much sometimes.”

Binx meowed, as if agreeing.

I sighed and moved to my basket of clothing. Yeah, just as I thought, I was running low. I buried my hand into the pile and pulled out a long men’s shirt I’d purchased specifically to sleep in. The good thing was I’d added another to my collection. Tobias wasn’t getting his back.

I tugged it over my head and plucked the only two socks available. A fuzzy pink one that reached my calf and a short black one that stopped at my ankle. How I always managed to lose my socks was beyond me.

My steps were softened as I padded to the side door, which was the only way into the back area from the house, the sting of the splinter an uncomfortable pinch. I hadn’t been able to get it out while I was in the shower, which explained the prune-look to my fingers.

The sliding door was wide open with Asher leaning against the side of the house, a stubborn twist to his lips.

Asher met my eyes and for the first time since I met him, there was unadulterated irritation. It was as if he’d been body snatched by his brother.

I pressed my lips together. Somehow, I doubted he would enjoy the comparison. Inviting him in wouldn’t be a bad idea. It was just Asher after all.

“Since it looks like you’re not leaving.” I frowned, moving to the side.

“You have to say the words.”

“Oh, uh. Asher, come in.”

He gingerly stepped over the threshold and I turned my back, knowing he would follow me into the main part of the house. My face heated at my sparse home, but I tipped my chin up. There was nothing to be embarrassed about. Not everyone could live centuries and accumulate a shit ton of money. Plus, I’d work on acquiring more furniture when my next check came in.

“You’re still limping.”

“I got a splinter.”

“Let me help.”

“No, thanks,” I responded curtly. I was still a bit upset about his reaction earlier. After ruminating about it for a while in the shower, I’d not figured out what had pissed me off. It had almost seemed like accusations.

Asher swept me into his arms and I yelped, scrambling to grab onto him. I went along with it, knowing I had no chance of fighting against him, but I set a severe frown on my lips so he knew I wasn’t down for this.

He paused at the entrance of my living room, and I tried my best to suppress the heat washing up my neck. He only hesitated a second more before setting me on the couch and kneeling in front of me and lifting my fuzzy-sock-clad foot.

He plucked it off my foot with a smile.

“It’s on my heel.” He hummed and bowed over my foot as he lifted it. My knee pushed up and bend close to my face.

“Don’t be upset with me, Pet.” The cajoling words made me narrow my eyes at him.

“You didn’t have to be a jerk—” I cut off with a snort and my foot kicked out at the tickle, nailing Asher across the jaw. I winced and tried to scoot back, horrified, but he didn’t release the hold on my ankle.

He worked his jaw side to side and cleared his throat, a small smirk tipping up the corners of his lips. “I got the memo; I shouldn’t have been a jerk.”

“I am so so?—”

“Not to worry, Pet.” His long lashes fluttered as he stared at me, the grin over taking his face. “I kind of liked it.” He winked and I choked on my words. “In fact, if you need to get in a few more licks, consider me a willing participant?—”

“Oh. My. God, Asher, please stop.” I sank into the chair, snorting back laughter. His finger pressed into that tender spot on my foot and I froze. “Don’t.”

He smirked.

“Fine. Fine.” Asher lifted his hand, pinching something between his forefinger and thumb. He’d gotten the splinter. Thank God.

Seeing his smile did bad things to my insides. I wanted him. I licked my lips and squeezed my fists. He blinked at me and placed my sock back on, a severe frown on his face. A polar opposite from how he usually behaved.

“Why are you angry at me?”

The question burst from me, and I pressed my lips together. I couldn’t believe I was asking him that. I sounded like a child, worry filling my voice and everything.

“I’m . . . not sure.”

Our earlier argument flashed through my mind.

“ You told me you didn’t do monogamy,” I repeated my earlier point. “I mean if that’s why you’re angry.”

“Absolutely not.” Asher’s fists clenched, his jaw working overtime. “I’m not a jealous vampire.”

My eyebrows about met my hairline at the haute tone. Well, I felt foolish.

“Asher. I thought you were such an open book.”

Jax leaned against the threshold, his head tipped to the side as he watched his brother.

I gasped, shooting straight in the seat. Now that I saw him, I realized that the tether in my chest hadn’t strained at all. He must have been around for a while.

“How did you get in? Is it some twin thing?” Where one went, the other could go?

“Something like that,” Jax drawled.

“ Om du inte g?r. Jag ska ber?tta f?r henne att du ?r katten.”

“ Jag ska s?ga till henne att du tittar p? henne som en j?vla stalker .”

They went back and forth a few times, my brain trying to make sense of what they were spouting. All I could decipher was they were both becoming increasingly close to bickering like children.

“This seems a bit counterproductive.”

“Don’t get involved, human,” Jax snapped, and I shook my head and popped off the seat. I’d leave them to it and go to bed. The events of the last few days were catching up to me, and if Asher wasn’t going to give me some orgasms, then I was passing out. Tomorrow I had a long day trying to catch up on my edits and making sure I did some laundry.

I made my way back to my bedroom and dropped on my mattress face down. The cheap metal bed frame I’d had delivered creaked under my weight. I hadn’t needed to use my inhaler as much recently and it felt good. Everything felt good. My brain no longer raced with fear and the itchy need to escape. The experiences with these vampires were cathartic, even finding out that the evil vampire could have found me soon after I escaped. That must mean he lost interest in me if he never sought me out—I was free.

A palm slid over my ass and the fingers slipped underneath the elastic of my panties. When I tried lifting my head, a palm pressed me down, forcing my cheek into the mattress.

“Don’t move, Kitten. I want you just like this.” A gush of wetness spread onto his fingers and I sucked in a breath. Jax.

He hated me and I wasn’t a fan of him either, but I didn’t want to push him away. I wanted to be fucked and bitten.

“Why do the nicknames you two chose have to do with animals?” I rasped.

Jax chuckled and didn’t answer my question. That cemented my dislike. Asher would have said something in response. Whatever, I didn’t have to like him for him to wring those delicious orgasms out of me.

My thoughts evaporated when Jax dipped his fingers past my panties and into my slit. His touch soft and prodding as he spread the moisture on my clit and to the bud of my ass. It was less shocking this time and goose bumps lifted over my skin.

My stomach tightened and I groaned, pushing my ass toward his touch. Jax tightened the grip on my hip and forced me onto my knees. I tried to push up so I could flip over, but he didn’t allow me to. A zipper interrupted the silence and my heart thumped like hummingbird wings. I was ready for him to slide into me. I ached to see his dick, but I’d stopped trying.

Jax tugged my panties over my thighs, baring me to him. He hummed and my entire body clenched as waves of wetness released.

My fingers wrapped into my comforter, and I rubbed my cheek into the cotton. He was teasing me. Was he even going to relieve the pressure in my core with all this playing around?

A thickness prodded my entrance and I sucked in a breath as he continued shoving into my channel. My core fluttered around the thick cock and I pushed back into it.

Jax groaned and withdrew, slamming into me again. “Fucking human.” His pace quickened, and I whimpered at the pounding of his thighs against mine. The rhythmic slap served to heighten my pleasure. He was entirely too good at keeping his rhythm steady, yet forceful.

My thighs trembled and a moan slipped free. Tingles started at my clit and spread to my entrance where he fed his turgid cock into me.

The walls of my channel fluttered around him, gripping at him. Jax groaned, his thrusts coming quicker and harder and less steady. He was losing control. His fingers slid up my spine and he gripped my neck as he fucked me, bending me to his will. The tension of his fingers around my neck made my heart go crazy. Jax stole my breath from me, but it felt so good. The combination of his dick slamming into me and the lack of oxygen tightened my stomach.

“Fuck!” His shout shot my nerve endings over the edge as his digits twitched around my neck. I tensed, my breathing shallow as I cried out and went over the edge. My lashes fluttered shut as I came, my body bucking against him. He tensed at the movement, forcing my ass to still against him as he groaned. His cock twitched in my core, the jerks of his shaft making me move against him helplessly.

Riding out the wave, I sucked in a breath as it leveled and pinpricks spread across my body. Cum gushed down my leg as it escaped my wet core.

Crap, I was about to collapse. My knees were giving out. Before I could flatten, he slipped his hands below my hips and kept a slow pace. I twitched with each of his thrusts. How was he not soft?

“I can’t get enough of you, Kitten.” A shiver coasted up my spine as I focused on my breathing. It was a miracle I could breathe, but the tension in my throat wasn’t enough to force me to stop. I loved the feel of his thick cock. Jax kept me seated on him as he lifted me backward. My spine pressed against his broad chest and his tongue lashed against the shell of my ear.

I snorted in a half-giggle and he growled. His palm delved under my shirt and skimmed up my belly until he reached my breast. Jax rasped his thumb across my nipple, sending shocks to my pussy. My belly clenched and I groaned, my head falling back.

“Sensitive little Kitten.”

I was becoming very fond of the nickname. My ass wiggled against him and I tried to grind on his dick, but he stilled me.

“No, no, little Kitten. I fuck you.”

I whimpered.

“Jerk,” I mumbled through the cotton feel of my mouth.

“Don’t fret too much, Pet. He’s always been odd like that.” The reminder of their past lover slash lovers wasn’t appreciated, but I sucked down the sharp pain vicing my chest. I did not care about their past. A hysterical laugh built in my throat, but I swallowed it.

I attempted to turn in the direction Asher’s voice came from, but Jax’s hand on my breast tightened and he lashed his other arm around my belly, keeping me stiffly in place. Steps neared and Asher stepped into my line of sight. His smile was tight and there was something swimming in the back of his eyes that looked a helluva lot like jealousy.

Jax’s grip tightened on me as Asher lowered on the mattress and scooted close until he knelt in front of me.

The way he dressed never failed to remind me of a pirate. A smile spread on my lips and his brows furrowed as he cupped my face.

“What’s so funny?”

He spoke to me like I wasn’t currently speared by his brother.

Before I could say a word, Jax flexed his thighs, driving his cock into me. I sucked in a breath, my words evaporating. There was no way I could formulate more than a moan. My bed frame creaked from the force.

My head fell back, hitting his chest. If he was a normal-sized being, then it would have fallen on his shoulder, but nope, the vampires I’d met were injected with some sort of make-me-big-as-hell-potion and luckily for me, their dicks were on the same level.

Asher lifted my shirt, the drag of the material forcing me to suck in a breath. I couldn’t look away from his feverish eyes as he reached forward and cupped the breast his brother wasn’t gripping. Jax’s hand smoothed down my thigh, gripping and releasing in hard squeezes. Asher’s head dipped and my lips parted at the lash of his tongue. My channel squeezed Jax’s cock and he groaned.

I lifted my fingers to shift them through his hair, loving how the gold strands contrasted with my darker skin. Asher swirled his tongue and my chest lifted in harsh tugs. He pulled away, a sly smile on his lips as he hovered less than a foot away from me. His presence radiated toward me, and I wanted him to press into me the rest of the way so I could be enveloped in the twins’ contrasting energies.

Asher’s teasing touches and flirtatious smile. And Jax’s aggression and scowls.

“Look at your nipples for me, Pet.”

My head dropped at the command. The tip of the brown nipple was wet from his mouth, the skin puckered from need. Asher rasped his thumb over it and my entire body clenched.

“Fuck,” Jax rasped, jerking up into me. The move slammed me forward and Asher caught me as Jax started ramming into me from behind. “Tease her later, Asher. I need her now .”

My hands flattened on the mattress, and I arched to take Jax’s thrusts, the friction curling through my body as the angle of his dick applied pressure to my clit and the walls of my pussy.

It was so good I couldn’t think. Asher’s cock tented his black slacks and I gripped it, my hand not fully closing around him.

Arching my neck so I could see him, his eyelids fluttered and he nudged against my hand, the length twitching. I dropped my hands to balance myself as Jax slammed into me especially hard. I grunted, my breaths coming quick.

Asher’s fingers made quick work of the button and his hand wrapped around himself. Their girth was monstrous.

He guided his pierced cock forward and I licked the bead of cum on the tip before fitting my mouth around the head. Asher thrust forward, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged around him and his head tipped back, lips parted. I worked to swallow past the nausea as he stilled in my mouth. My lips didn’t even pass over half his cock and the gold round piercings rubbed inside my mouth, clinking against my teeth at times. I flattened my tongue on the silky shaft.

Asher gripped the back of my neck and he thrust, keeping rhythm with Jax. I worked to suckle him as Jax’s fingers spread my cheeks and his searching fingers caressed the entrance of my ass. My body clenched and I whimpered.

“ Det h?r kommer att d?da mig ,” Jax said with a hiss. He could have been calling me a stupid cow for all I cared as his rumbling words made me gush around him, my body throbbing as my ears rang. My release slammed into me, and I cried around Asher’s dick as Jax rammed into me. My arousal dripped down my thighs, and the wet noises of Jax feeding into my pussy didn’t relent. I didn’t want it to. My legs shuddered but Jax didn’t release me, chasing his own orgasm. The ringing eventually faded and I shuddered against him. I was painfully sensitive.

I ran my tongue over the silky shaft and the skin tightened as I fitted him until he hit the back of my throat again.

“ Bra tjej. Ta mig ,” Asher murmured huskily.

I was discovering a new kink and it was them talking in their language. My entire being was short-circuiting and a sensitive mess. I twitched with each of Jax’s thrusts, but I wanted more. I wanted harder.

Asher bunched my hair and the sharp pain of my strands being pulled wrenched a moan from my throat. Asher slammed into my mouth in short quick pumps, the even speed losing rhythm. He moaned and slammed into the back of my throat. I swallowed hard as his delicious cum filled my mouth, overflowing. Cum dripped off my chin and as he withdrew, I licked at his skin, taking in his bittersweet, red-tinged essence. Asher pulled out of my mouth, and I dropped to my elbows as he zipped himself up.

Jax’s hand slipped under my body and he curved around me as he reached the bundle of nerves. He swirled the bud, teasing it to maddening heights. My stomach tightened and I ground against him, my ass pressing tightly against his flesh as he rubbed just as hard against me. I wanted to take him deeper and deeper.

Jax tweaked my clit and I sucked in a breath, coming as he jerked against me, his cock spasming. My scream was muffled as I bucked, riding out the release.

I dropped onto the mattress. Jax’s weight falling on top of me, his cock still fitted inside, but less stiff.

My body trembled around him and he groaned.

“ Jag vill aldrig l?mna .”

“Me too, I think,” I rasped back, having no idea what he said.

He chuckled and the move made my pussy squeeze him and we both moaned. Scooting to the side, he brought me with him to keep me seated on him. I was wet from our mingling cum, but I didn’t want him to detach from me.

A hand wrapped around my neck. I opened my eyes and met Asher’s. His heated gaze stared into my soul. My stomach filled with butterflies at the intense look on his face. I wrapped my fingers in his silk shirt as he settled flush against my front and I cuddled close, rubbing my cheek against the soft material. He tightened his hold on me as Jax’s fingers flexed.

“I know I explained to you that we’ve shared before,” Asher began. A frown slipped over my mouth. While I was blissed on orgasms, I didn’t want to hear about them with someone else. “More than once.”

“Oh,” I rasped, frowning. Jax’s fingers twitched.

“You’re the only one I’ve never wanted to share,” he murmured the words into my hair.

“Oh,” I muttered, not knowing what to say. My face heated. “I felt the same way, but when you told me all that stuff—” Asher pressed his finger over my mouth.

“I don’t understand what’s happening to me.” His lips tightened. “I was—am jealous.”

My lip trembled at the vulnerability. Jax’s arm tightened around my stomach, but he remained silent. I slipped my hand up and cupped Asher’s neck the same way he held me. A soft smile spread on his mouth before he pressed his mouth to my forehead. He exhaled roughly and scooted even closer until I was smushed between them.

I liked him. A lot more than I should like a vampire .

I was done for. There was no way this would go anywhere and that hurt .

All I could do was bask in this temporary halfway situationship. I faded into sleep and curved myself as close to them as I could.