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I ground against his length, rubbing my heat across his hardness. I couldn’t wait to have all of that inside me.

“Damn it, mate. You’re already wet,” he groaned. “I can feel it through your panties.”

“I’m wet for you, Vayn. Soaking wet.”

A growl erupted from him as he gripped my hair and pulled my head back so I could meet his gaze. This male was handsome as hell. But that wasn’t all he was. He was protective, obsessive, and kind. He was exactly what I needed. The Fates had known what they were doing when they’d brought him into my world.

“I want you,” I whispered, causing another growl to rumble through his chest.

Dark clouds emerged from his body. His shadows transitioned into their physical forms. And they were naked. Oh, my! Dicks, dicks, and more dicks. This felt like Christmas. They were now kneeling around us on the bed. Two to the left of us and two to the right. I wanted them all. I planned to have them all. Tonight.

“Mate,” Vayn started, then cleared his throat. “You must understand that if we give in to this pull, it’s forever. There’s no going back. There will be no leaving us. You can get angry with us. You can yell at us. You can throw shit. You can break shit. But you can never leave us. That’s not an option. And we’ll never leave you. We vow it.”

“We vow it,” his shadows agreed in unison, their voices raspier than usual.

“I know,” I told them. “I want this. I swear. I won’t run again. I won’t let misunderstandings separate us again. I vow it.”

“You also have to understand that we will share you in every way,” Vayn informed me. “Even sexually.”

This time, it was me who shivered.

“I know. I’m ready.” More than ready. Seriously, someone put a dick in me already. “I want you all,” I assured them. “I want you in my life as my partners and my lovers.”

“Vow it,” Vayn growled, hand still gripping my hair.

“I vow it.”

Those three words unleashed something inside of him. He pulled my head down and claimed my lips in a kiss that set my entire body on fire. My fangs tingled, wanting to be buried in his throat. My pussy clenched, grasping at air, but wishing it was him it was clutching. My heart raced, thankful that I was no longer alone.

I was now surrounded by males who loved me and the skin I was in. They loved my curves and thought every inch of me was perfect. They loved my hair and respected the fact that touching it was sometimes off-limits, except for the way Vayn had grabbed it just now. That was allowed.

They adored my sassy mouth and my witty comebacks. They loved that I was clumsy and sometimes clingy but fiercely independent. They loved me for who I was, my human side and all. And I loved them for who they were; fallen angels, shadows, beasts, my heroes. Vayn deepened the kiss, tongue dancing with mine. His tongue grazed my fangs. A drop of his blood hit my tongue, and I lost it. I wrenched my mouth from his.

“More,” I growled.

“Take what you need.” Vayn turned his head to the side, offering me his neck. “Be gentle with me,” he told me. “This is my first time sharing my blood.”

There was a smile on his face. I could tell he was joking about the gentle part but serious about this being his first time sharing blood. I got to be his first. That made me feel special. As for the gentle part, I planned to be gentle. I never wanted to hurt this male in any way. I lowered my mouth to his throat and kissed his neck before twirling my tongue across his flesh.

“No more teasing,” he growled. “Bite me, mate.”

This was my first time also. I was a little nervous. I was moving off instinct. I licked until I found the exact spot I wanted to bite. I then kissed him there before opening my mouth wide. My fangs sank into his throat. I damn near orgasmed when his blood rushed into my mouth. An ache grew in me, making me needier.

I ground against him, dry-humping him as I drank from him, but still craving more. My hips moved faster. His cock throbbed against me. I was ready for it to be buried deep inside of me. He wrenched his other hand from my grasp. Both hands free now, he gripped my hips as he raised his own, thrusting against my core. I groaned against his neck, still drinking.

“Get these fucking clothes off her,” Vayn growled to his shadows.

I felt my clothes being ripped away. Arousal surged through me. Though I still craved his blood, I could feed more later. My mate and his shadows were ready to fuck me.

It was about damn time.

Chapter Fifteen

Destiny

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Instincts told me to lick the puncture wounds after I finished drinking.