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Blade moved and joined us so I was between the two of them, one on either side of me. I felt small, sheltered. Protected after such a confrontation.

“Will you turn me?”

Styx frowned. “Turn you?” He spun me about so I faced him. He tilted my chin up with his fingers. Blade’s hands settled on my shoulders. “Like this?”

I couldn’t help but smile. “No, I meant your bite. Will it turn me into something else? Like a vampire who can’t go out into the sun?”

Blade’s thumbs caressed the back of my neck. His touch was so gentle in comparison to his angry argument just a short time ago. “They have these vampires on Earth? Why would you not be able to go into the sun?”

I shook my head. “No. They’re not real. They are just stories. But the vampires are immortal as long as they stay in the dark. They have fangs, like yours.” I smiled as Styx opened his mouth just enough to flash his fangs at me.

“Not like mine.” He leaned in until our noses touched. “Mine will light your body on fire. Our bite will make you come over and over as we fuck you.”

Did my knees just wobble? Because holy shit, these two were hot. But I still needed to know more about this biting thing. “A vampire is incredibly strong and fast. They survive on human blood, but they have one major weakness. They will die in sunlight.” As I explained more about vampires, Styx’s dark eyebrows went up, then the corner of his mouth twitched. “If a vampire bites a human, the human becomes one of them.”

“We are not like your vampires,” Styx said. “Our bite will not change who or what you are. We are strong and fast, but we are not immortal. Our bite has a mating serum in it. When it seeps into your flesh, it affects your cells, but not in the way you mentioned. You will not become what we are.”

Blade brushed my hair to the side so he could kiss the side of my neck. “Your senses will become heightened, every part of you will be totally and completely alive. You will feel the smallest touch, your body so sensitive, so aware, that the ridges of our cocks will make you whimper and beg and scream as we fill you.” His lips lingered and the top of his fangs brushed over my skin in a deliberate tease. “You will crave our touch, and we will crave you.”

“Just as I crave you now,” Styx added. “I only had your taste on my fingers before, and I want more. Need it.”

I remembered Blade on his knees in the hallway at Zenith station, the skilled attention of his tongue, how Styx had fucked me with his fingers first. Licked them. Oh yes, that had been so good.

“So you’ll bite me? Now?” I asked, a touch apprehensive. If it meant more orgasms like the ones they’d given me in that hallway, I just might consider it. Had that only been a few hours ago? But I wasn’t an idiot, and there was more at stake here than whatever was between us. “What about the Coalition? They’ll look for me eventually. What happens if I don’t return to my post? I’ve got two months left on my service contract. I can’t just not go back.”

Styx shook his head, studied my lips. “I know, Harper. We will address these issues. I promise you, all will be well. And we won’t bite you until you are ready to be claimed. I promise, mate, that when you are ready, you will beg us for it.”

“The others know you belong to us,” Blade added. “The piercings alone prove to the entire legion exactly what you mean to us. They are the outward sign that we are yours. Just as the scars from our bite—when the time comes—will be our visible mark upon you.”

I glanced down at Styx’s chest, the silver posts that disappeared through each of his nipples, the flesh red and angry from the injury. I wanted to lift my hand, touch the small bar, flick it with my finger. No, I wanted to suck on them and watch his reaction, flick the sensitive area with my tongue, but I didn’t dare. “Don’t they hurt?”

“I embrace the pain, mate. It reminds me that you are here with us, that you are ours.”

“I don’t want my nipples pierced. Do I have to do that, too?” I was afraid of the answer. I didn’t need the old man coming back and doing the same to me.

Styx grinned then as he slowly shook his head. “No one will touch those breasts but us. No one will cause you pain. Not while you’re mine.” His eyes narrowed, full-on alpha male issuing a proclamation like everything he said was law. And, yeah, I felt like that helpless bunny once more, facing a hungry wolf. Prey. I was prey. But I didn’t want to run. I wanted to be caught.

“The bite will come later. For now, we will remind you that we are your mates by pleasuring you.” Styx’s voice dropped an octave, and the sound of it had me shivering.

“Oh,” I said. I liked that idea much better than a nipple piercing.

“It is my turn to taste you.”

I barely frowned my confusion when Styx lifted me up and placed me on the edge of the table. With a hand on my chest, he pushed me back so I was lying down on the hard surface.

“Styx?” I asked.

Each guy grabbed one of my feet, worked off a shoe, dropped it to the floor. Together, they tugged off my pants.

Blade growled as he fought the material down my legs. “No more pants for you. We need easy access to your pussy.”

“I can’t go around half naked!” I protested, although I wasn’t putting up any kind of fight as they placed my feet on the edge of the table, intentionally very far apart. My pussy was completely open and on display. They could miss nothing.

“Of course not,” Styx said, as he pushed a chair out of his way, his eyes on mine. “We won’t let you out of our quarters.”

He dropped to his knees, and I had to come up onto my elbows to see him. Both of them had a hand still on the top of each of my feet.

“I’m not in your quarters now,” I countered, stating the obvious.


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