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Not moving a muscle, I stared him in the eye. His claws screeched across my cheek like razor blades on a chalkboard. Leaving my skin unmarred beneath the stone sphinx hovering inside me.
“No fucking way,” he growled, shaking his head in disgust. “Xin fucking stabbed you.”
I shrugged, letting a smile flicker on my lips. “Which I allowed because our queen sat at the table.”
“Fucking cheater.”
“How’s that cheating if I didn’t shift?” I smiled wider, keeping my body loose. “Maybe you should go cry about it like a little bitch to the knight.”
His eyes narrowed, his mouth opening on a furious roar as he launched at me. “Die, motherfucker!”
Swiping with furious, wild strikes, he raked his claws over my chest, shoulder, and stomach in quick procession. My back. My throat. Circling me. Looking for an opening. A weakness he could utilize against me.
But the General of the All Seeing, Never Sleeping had no weaknesses.
Giving up on claws, Mehen threw himself against me, attacking my throat with his fangs. Or rather he tried to rip my throat out, but his fangs couldn’t penetrate me either. Not unless I allowed it.
I wrapped one arm around him and jammed my claws up into his side, hooking beneath his bottom rib. While my other hand shot up to wrap around his throat. I jerked his head hard to the side, straining his neck, and sank my canines into his shoulder. Grinding against bone. Hurting him good—without actually dislocating his shoulder. Though I doubted he’d be able to lift the arm for a few hours until it healed.
Bellowing with fury, he kicked at my knee, trying to knock me off balance. When that failed, he threw himself backward, shoving against my chest.
I let him go—because it suited me to get him on his back.
Sailing several feet away, he crashed to the floor and skidded closer to our queen’s chair.
Exactly as I intended.
“Do you want me to stuff your mouth or your ass?”
Panting, he glared at me. Bleeding. His arm out of commission.
His cock as rock hard as mine.
“Fuck my ass, motherfucker, so our queen can sit on my fucking face.”
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SHARA
Holy FUCK.
I loved watching my Blood fuck each other while someone fucked me too. But watching Mehen throw himself so hard at Sekh, with such obvious malevolent intent, had me quivering on the edge of my seat, my nails jammed into Rik’s forearms while he nuzzled my throat and licked my pulse. Terrified one of them might get hurt—but so turned on I hurt with need.
My fangs throbbed, my hunger rising at the first drop of blood. Despite Mehen’s furious attack, I could only smell his blood. Not Sekh’s. Which made me appreciate that he’d let me feed on him even more. I’d never had problems shoving my nails into his chest or my fangs in his throat.
:I couldn’t prevent you from feeding if I wanted to, Your Majesty. And let me assure you with the bloodthirsty rage of three-thousand sphinxes—I want your hunger. I want you to feed as often as possible.:
Mehen tipped his head backward, lifting his chin to the ceiling so he could see me. Emerald eyes burning in challenge—and hunger. Licking his lips, he growled, “Bring that pussy to me so I can feast.”
Rik lifted my wrist to his mouth and sank his fangs into my skin. He took several deep swallows, which immediately pumped up his muscles and strained the seams of his jeans. Eyes heavy with desire, he released me, leaving the punctures bleeding. “I think they’ll both appreciate your blood as lube more than their own.”
A shudder rocked Mehen’s body, his eyes squeezing shut.
Sekh let out a harsh snarl. “Fuck you, alpha.”
Rik laughed. “That’s what I thought.”
Standing, I untied the robe and allowed the silk to puddle on the floor. My crazy-ass long hair hung up on Rik’s foot and tangled around the short leg of the chair we’d been sitting in. Even though we’d tried to corral the thick, long strands into a single braid, tendrils were escaping. Almost like kudzu, spreading with a mind of its own. It was kind of freaky, to be honest.
