Page 101 of Sinful Mates

“Have either of you called your mother to let her know?” They both shake their heads and Tobias growls. It’s clear he still isn’t happy with his mother and I running off but staring down at Thaddeus it is all worth it, every miserable second of it.

“I will call her tomorrow; she is with dad and I don’t think it would be a good idea ringing right now. He isn’t in a good mindset at the moment,” Theo answers.

When he finishes drinking down his bottle, Theo holds his arms out and I gently placed him in them, Theo rubs his back softly placing him over his shoulder and kissing the side of his tiny head. Tobias moves behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, his warmth making me yawn. I’m exhausted mentally and physically.

“Why don’t we get some sleep, you may be a vampire but you're still half witch,” Tobias says, kissing my neck. I lean back into him, his lips on my skin making me moan softly.

“Or we could not sleep,” he said, thrusting his hips into me. His erection presses into my back, making me realize just how much I have missed being with them.

“I can’t, what if she comes back,” I say, my eyes darting to Thaddeus in panic.

“Get some sleep, I’ll watch him, Imogen. I won’t let anyone take our son,” Theo says, watching me.

“We already called the council on the way here. They’ve sent people out looking for her. We can deal with it tomorrow, for now let’s get some sleep,” Tobias whispers into my neck. I reluctantly follow him upstairs. Theo follows too with Thaddeus in his arms. I strip my clothes off, heading for the shower. Turning the taps on and standing under the steady stream, the blood staining my skin washes down the drain. Tobias steps into the shower and I glance back in panic, worried.

“He is fine, I promise. Theo won’t let any harm come to him,” Tobias says, grabbing the loofah and soap. I lean against him, resting my face into the crook of his neck. The steam is heating up the room. Tobias washes me, never letting his fingers linger too long as he rubs the loofa over body. His scent fills up the room as I feel my gums tingle.

“Will it always be like this?” I ask him.

“What do you mean?” He kisses my head.

“The hunger, will it go away?” He grips my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his.

“You might have to ask Theo that; he would know more, but it will get easier, I promise”

I nod before his fingers are on the back of my neck. He pulls me against him, kissing me desperately. His tongue playing with mine as a new sensation rolls over me. Lust.

I grip onto him, moaning into his mouth. He chuckles slightly before gripping my hips and lifting me against the wall. I feel his erection below me before he slowly buries himself inside me. He stops briefly, letting me adjust to his size. I push my hips against him wanting him to move; he didn’t need to be told twice as he slams into me, making him groan loudly as he sucks and nips at my skin. My nails dig in his back as I felt my stomach tighten, my arousal building to an insurmountable level.

His lips go to mine as his tongue plunges into my mouth. I moan loudly, loving the feel of him so deep inside me. When I’m sitting on the edge of my orgasm, Tobias shifts slightly offering me his neck, I don’t hesitate as I sink my fangs into him. I felt him moan loudly at the feeling of me feeding off him, before my walls clenched around him, my orgasm rushing through me, my pussy pulsating as I ride out the high. My fangs leave Tobias as I feel him still inside me. Having reached his own. He kisses me and my arms tightened around his neck. His hands squeeze my ass before he lifts me slightly, letting himself slip out of me.

“God, I missed you,” he mumbles against my lips. My head snaps to look at the door when I hear Theo clear his throat. The baby is no longer in his arms. I look at him panicked before he shakes his head.

“He is asleep, I can see him from here. I promise, Imogen, he is safe here.” I nod, not really believing he is safe until I know she is dead. Tobias hops out of the shower, wrapping a towel around himself. He kisses Theo’s shoulder on his way past coming back into the bedroom.

Theo leans against the door watching me. I raise an eyebrow at him.

“Well, are you going to get in?”

His face lights up and a smirk forms on his lips. I open the shower door, and he pulls his shirt off over his head. I am slammed against the shower wall with a thud. My legs wrap around his waist as he crushes his lips against mine. The soft cries of the baby coming to my ears make me freeze.

“He is fine, Imogen, I have him,” Tobias sings out, obviously feeling my hesitation through the bond. I relax and feel Theo nipping at my skin, his teeth grazing my flesh, his erection pressing against my clit. Making me moan into his mouth.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Days pass by and the council still hasn’t caught Bianca, I’m beginning to think they aren’t even looking for her. I’ve hardly slept; my mind not allowing me. My mind never gives me rest, fear consuming me. Not fear of her, but fear of who she could take from me. Tobias and Theo take turns going to work, swearing to remain by my side until they catch her and until I have my bloodlust under control. I fear it won’t ever be under control, the more I feed, the more I want. My hunger is insatiable and my darkness ever consuming.

Moving back to my position at the bedroom window, the night passes. Time goes by quickly and sometimes I find myself trapped in my thoughts only to come around and another day has passed, my days seem to blur into one and I honestly have no idea how many days have passed since I returned here.

When the morning rises, Theo walks in kissing my cheek, forcing my attention to him.

“I need to go to work, Tobias has Thaddeus,” he tells me before trotting out of the room. Following him downstairs, I find the house is a mess. For people with nothing but endless time on our hands, we still can’t manage to keep the house clean. Tobias is laying on the couch with Thaddeus on his chest, his eyes closed. I creep over, leaning over the couch and kissing Thaddeus's head before kissing Tobias’s lips. His eyes snap open, and I realize he had dozed off.

“Hey,” he whispers, not wanting to wake up the baby.

“I swear this kid waits until daylight to sleep, I’m so tired.” He yawns. His hair is sticking up at odd angles and he hasn’t shaved in what looks like days, his eyes also darker as he peers up at me.

I feel like a terrible mother, his words making me feel guilty when I realize Theo and Tobias have been pretty much doing everything, while I have a pity party, stuck in my own thoughts and too scared to hold my own son in case my bloodlust kicks in. Walking back upstairs, I find the baby wrap Tobias and Theo have been using. I then look at the contraption. I have seen them wear it multiple times yet, but can't work out how to put it on. Walking downstairs Tobias opens his eyes.