Chapter Twenty

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Tabitha

The trek back to my home is long and tiring. Especially with Skylar, who is extremely weak. My guys take turns carrying her, to which she argues with them the entire time, stating she can walk. She is a fighter. Stubborn. But my men are right in helping her. It is too dangerous for us to take our time. The faster we get back to my home, the better. When we realized where we were, we'd realized there were no bakeries in the area, and we'd have to walk the entire way.

Once home, Theo and Raisi make their way to the bakery to get word to Dahlia. I have no means of reaching out to her unless I go directly to her, and since it is so late, she is not at work. I cannot travel all the way to her home at this time, especially since it's in Demtra. Her uncle will get word to her, then she will make her way here as soon as she can. Until then, we rest.

"Let's get you cleaned up," I tell Skylar, gesturing toward the small hallway past the stairs. There is a bedroom back here and a bath in which she can wash. I turn on the taps. "The water will not be hot, but you will be clean. Do you need help?"

She shakes her head, tugging off the shirt I gave her. I pull a towel from the closet and leave it on the countertop. Another glance at her, and she's naked. I note the bruises and cuts along her body. It hurts my heart for her. She is so young, so beautiful, and forever she will be scarred. Not only physically, but mentally. Who knows what she has been through?

"I'll bring you clean clothes, and I won't bother you again until Dahlia gets here. The room right across the hall is all yours."

"Thank you," she says, stepping into the bath.

I leave the room, head up to my bedroom to get her something to wear, and drop it off. Then I leave her be, reminding her I will be in the parlor if she should need me.

I drop onto the couch, and Koz sits beside me, lifting my legs and putting them over his. One by one, he pulls off my boots, placing them on the floor beside the couch, then he rubs my aching feet. I rest back, my eyes falling closed.

"You should feed," he says after a while.

I shake my head. "Not yet. She may need me."

"She will be fine," Koz says. "I'm sure she will bathe for a long time. Feeding is quick."

I peek an eye open, looking at Koz. "You know with me it isn't just feeding. It's… more."

He smirks, giving me a knowing look. "I can make that quick too."

I can't help but smile.

"If you feed, you will feel better," he coaxes, and I don't miss the heated glare in his eyes.

Feeding will make me a million times better, but I can't help but feel guilty. How can I do something so simple to feel better while Skylar is in the bath, looking as if she could die any moment? It seems so unfair. The poor girl is in pain. Sure, she will be better once Dahlia gets here, which is why I should wait until then, at least.

Kozzanth puts my feet aside and stands. I look up at him and he's grinning.

"I will carry you up the stairs if I have to," he warns.

I kind of wishing he would.

"There are a lot of stairs to walk up…" I say teasingly.

His eyes darken and he leans down to scoop me up, taking the stairs two at a time and going toward my bedroom. He kicks the door closed and gently places me on the bed.

"Tell me what you want so I can prepare. This way it will be quick."

I look him up and down, knowing I don't want this to be quick, but it has to be. I wish for him to take his time with me, make me forget all the craziness that happened for as long as possible. Ogres? Ugh, the stench will live in my nose for far too long.

"Feed me then fuck me," I tell him.

He pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor. "Allow me to prepare."

He reaches for the button of his pants next, and before I know it, he's standing naked before me, cock thick and hard.

"You are beautiful," I tell him in awe.

"You are the beautiful one, my queen." His hand is on my chest, and he urges me back, so I lie down. He tugs my pants off. "And if I can make a suggestion, since you are worried about time, you should feed from me while I fuck you."

I raise a brow. The thought has my stomach heating. "I really like that idea."

Once I am completely naked, Koz lies on the bed on his back, and I straddle his hips. He bites into his wrist, tearing the skin before turning it out toward me. I wrap my mouth over the wound, placing my hands on the opposite side of his forearm to hold it in place. The first mouthful has my eyes rolling to the back of my head. My body instantly warms, and I feel myself energizing.

Koz's other large hand holds onto my hip, rocking me back and forth along his shaft, slicking him up. He shifts his hips, guiding me up and onto him. I sink down, moaning around a mouthful of warm blood. Gods, this is amazing.

"I've missed your pussy, my queen. The way it hugs my cock so tightly." He thrusts up slowly, rocking his hips against me as I drink more. He takes control from below, satisfying me sexually while allowing me to enjoy his blood. I drink slowly, wanting to savor the flavor. Part of me is worried I will take too much. Especially while I am distracted by his cock. This is a dangerous game.

"Do you love the way I fill your cunt?" he asks huskily.

I hum out a sound as close to a yes as I can manage, then suck another mouthful and swallow.

"The only thing that would make this better would be Theodas in your ass, and Raisi filling your pussy right beside me."

Gods, the thought has me aching. I can't imagine all three of them being inside of me like that, but I love the idea of it.

"You like that," he coos. "Your pussy fluttered for me." He groans, dragging his hand up my side and flicking my nipple. "One more and then you are done," he says sternly.

I hate the thought of pulling away from his wrist, of not getting more, but it's all I need and all I can take. A little pick-me-up is all I can get from my men, or else I will kill them. I must stay in control. Keep my vampire parts in check.

With a heavy breath through my nose, I take one more large mouthful. Koz pulls his wrist back and I leave the blood in my mouth to savor the flavor.

"You enjoy feeding from me?" he asks, his wrist still dripping.

I swallow, then lick my lips. "Yes."

"I'd like to see for myself."

I frown, unsure of what he means. Until he's flipping me over, sucking a mouthful of his blood into his mouth, then spitting it on my pussy. He dives in after that, licking and sucking up the mess he just made. I thrust my hips against his mouth, loving the way his hot tongue lashes at me. He sucks on my clit, using his hand to hold me to the bed.

I writhe and moan as he enjoys me. Feasts on me. When I sneak a glance at him, the image almost has me coming undone. Blood is smeared all over his face, his chest, my pussy… but it's the finger streaks along my abdomen that really have me teetering on the edge. Something about it is so primal, so dirty.

Gods, blood really gets me going.

Koz opens his eyes, looking up at me, and the darkened look in his eyes does send me over the edge. The orgasm hits out of nowhere, my eyes pinching closed, but the image of him burned into my brain. He licks me until I cannot take it anymore, then he flips me over and slams into me. He grips my hair, tugging me back so my neck is stretched.

"This pussy is so fucking perfect," he says. "Feels so damn good."

"So does your cock," I mutter. "I want your cum, Kozzanth. Fill me with your cum. I already have your saliva and your blood. It's all I need now."

He growls a satisfied sound, pounding harder.

"You want my cum, my queen? I will give it to you."

A few more thrusts and he's roaring his release. I fall to my stomach, catching my breath, completely sated. He does the same. When I open my eyes, I find him smiling at me.

"We've quite the mess to clean up."

I grin, then start laughing. And it feels so good to laugh.

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