Page 54 of Fighting My Demons

“To all of us making you ours,” Xavier says.

“Say yes, be ours,” Blaine whispers beside me as he leans closer. His tongue runs across my jaw to my ear, and I shiver. Yet fear of what they are asking makes me hesitate.

“When you say you want to eat my soul, does that mean I will die?” I ask.

Blaine's lips move down my neck before sucking my skin, leaving a hickey.

“No,” Xavier says, reaching for the hem of my shirt.

I swallow, wondering how much it would hurt.

Latham leans closer, his breath fanning my lips. “Say yes, Arabella.”

My heart races at his words. I have a feeling once it is done, there is no taking it back. Xavier’s hands pull my shirt up, forcing Blaine to move so he can remove it, leaving me in just my panties. Blaine’s lips go back to my skin, and I feel Xavier’s hands skimming up my sides to my breasts. Latham growls, watching them touch me for a second, and my breathing becomes harsher as I lose my train of thought. Too focused on their touch, Xavier kisses my shoulder blade.

Latham’s thumbs hook under the thin lace of my panties.

“Be ours, only ours, and we will be yours,” Latham says, pulling my panties down slightly.

“Say yes, Arabella,” Latham says, leaning closer.

My real name on his lips sounds so exotic. I love the way he said my name, or maybe it is because I feel like I could let go of restraint with them. They would allow me to be me.

“Yes,” I whisper, and his lips crash against mine.

His tongue delves into my mouth as he tastes every inch. The feel of his tongue playing with mine makes me moan. The smoky taste of his tongue fighting mine ignites a fire inside me and a hunger for them. They are sin, but usually, the best things are.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Latham’s hands fist my panties on either side of my hips, the fabric tearing under his grip and scorching my skin as they tear from me. Blaine runs his fingers down my spine, making me tremble in Latham’s grip as he grabs my ass, squeezing it and pulling me flush against the front of him. His belt buckle is digging into me. I feel a hand wrap around my throat, pulling my lips from Latham’s, only to be kissed by Xavier. I moan as his tongue traces across the seam of my lips, making them part before his tongue plunges into my mouth, hot and demanding, his tongue fighting mine.

Blaine's fingers trace up my spine, and he grasps a handful of my hair, yanking my head back. My lips leaving Xaviers make me gasp when Latham's mouth moves down my neck, nipping and sucking my skin. Arousal floods me, and Blaine growls, making my eyes snap to his to find obsidian eyes watching me, his teeth sharp points. His grip on my hair tightens, turning my face to his.

Blaine’s lips deliver a bruising kiss when he bites down my lip hard enough to make me cry out, and for my blood to trickle down my chin, only for him to run his tongue from my chin to my lip and lick it up. A growl escapes him as he pulls back. His eyes shut, and I see his eyes moving under his eyelids rapidly. Latham moves, gripping my ass and lifting me from the counter. My hands grip his shoulders while his mouth continues to assault my skin when I blink and find us in the bedroom. Xavier's fingers move between us as he undoes the buttons of Latham’s shirt with one hand. Xavier’s lips move to his neck, and I watch as he nips and sucks at Latham’s skin, his hands running over his chest, and my legs tighten around his waist, making Latham’s eyes open to demonic dark pits. A devilish smile moves over his lips as he watches me with intense hunger. I squirm under its intensity.

Latham drops me on the bed, and I bounce, my legs spread, not expecting it. Latham’s eyes staring between my legs make me snap my knees together and earn a growl from him. I watch as Blaine's hands move to Latham’s belt buckle and zipper while Xavier’s hands roam over Latham’s chest, and I become trapped, my gaze locked, watching them while Latham watches me. Xavier kisses Latham’s shoulder, and Latham’s hand moves, gripping the back of his neck and crashing his lips against him. I watch his tongue move between his lips, and my walls clench at the sight of them. Blaine strips Latham of his pants, his hand wrapping around Latham’s aroused flesh and stroking him from base to tip. A moan escapes me when Latham thrusts into his hand, his lips devouring Xavier’s when he smiles against his lips.

“Someone likes watching,” he growls.

My face flushes at his words, yet I can not tear my gaze away as Xavier’s hand travels down the deep ridges of Latham's hard abs. Latham grips Blaine’s hair, jerking his head back. Latham’s lips cover his as he bites his lips, making Blaine groan lewdly.

I press my thighs together harder, arousal rushing over me so thick I can almost taste it when Latham pulls away, letting Blaine go. Latham’s tongue darts out as his gaze falls on me watching them when Xavier moves onto the bed. Blaine also moves onto the bed, leaving Latham standing, watching them move toward me, and my stomach twists in knots as they crawl across the bed, making me scoot backward under their predatory gaze.

The looks on their faces are sinister and seductive, making me unsure whether to run or surrender to them. Latham’s eyes flicker, like he knows my thoughts and is daring me to run.

Blaine’s hand wraps around my ankle just as Xavier's hand grips my leg above my knee before pushing my knee flat against the bed as he moves closer, his lips pressing just above my knee. Blaine's warm hand slides up my thigh as he leans over me. My heart is hammering in my chest, and my back arches when Blaine dips his head, taking my nipple in his mouth and flicking it with his tongue, making it harden.

Xavier’s hot mouth on my skin makes my skin prickle with heat when he runs his tongue up the inside of my thigh to the apex of my legs, making a breathy moan leave my lips. His hand pushes my leg down into the mattress when I try to close my legs, embarrassed knowing his face is so close to my core. Blaine’s hand moves down my stomach, hip, and down my thigh, as he forces my other leg wide, flattening it into the mattress and giving Xavier better access. His other hand is fisting my hair, and he pulls my face toward his.

Blaine's lips capture mine, his tongue plunging into my mouth hungrily, devouring every inch in an obscene way, making me moan into his mouth as his tongue moves between my lips. My hands move to his chest when I feel Xavier's tongue run up my slit, his entire mouth covering my pussy as he sucks and licks every piece of me. My hips rock against his face, only for him to force me still under his grip. Blaine lets me go, and I fall back on the bed when his hand wraps around my throat, restricting my air as he kisses me harder, deeper, and fucking my mouth with his tongue.

Xavier’s tongue plunges inside me, his hands run up my thighs, pushing them higher as he devours me. Blaine pulls away, looking down at Xavier between my thighs, giving me a chance to suck in much-needed air. Latham runs his hand up Xavier’s back, and I watch as he shivers under Latham’s touch. Latham grips his hair, pulling his head back and kissing him.

Xavier groans, kissing him back hungrily and reaching for him when Blaine leans down, dipping his head between my thighs from where he kneels beside me. His lips wrap around my clit as he sucks hard, making me buck against his mouth, his hand moving to my breast as he squeezes it. His nose is pressing against my bottom as he shoves his tongue inside me, making me cry out before clamping my hand over my mouth. The sounds leaving my lips are dirty and guttural as he continues to devour me, and my skin heats. Then I feel a hand wrap around my wrist, pulling my hand away from my mouth.

Opening my eyes, I find Xavier kneeling beside me. He smiles, sitting at my side when I feel the bed dip and Latham move between my legs. Blaine moves away before kissing me, forcing his tongue in my mouth and making me taste myself before pulling away, his lips below my ear.

“Don’t cover your mouth. I want to hear you scream,” Blaine growls seductively, making me shiver.