Her muffled whine should have been my undoing, but once again, I made myself behave, looking to Ambrose as Laz left him. Our elder found the steel in his spine again, still seated on the floor, but this time with one leg out, an arm hooked around the other, his pupils almost back to normal. Always so prim and proper, the best of us with his words and his deals, seeing him lose his cool was unsettling in a way that just wasn’t when me or Laz monstered out and shredded some asshole’s throat.
No one batted an eye when we stumbled.
Ambrose, on the other hand…
It wasn’t as fun as I made it out to be in my head.
“But tonight’s a special night,” I insisted, refocusing on Holly as a plan clicked into place. “Let’s make it festive.” I tipped my head toward our ancient toy box. “A gift for our gift.” Holly gulped again, that alone making my cock harder. Fuck, even my knot bloomed under my slacks, starving for omega heat. “I mean, ignoring the fact that my bond just gave you the orgasm of a lifetime, right?”
I devoured her blushes and her gawking from the corner of my eye as I leaned over, popped open the lid of the old wooden trunk, and rustled through Laz’s meticulous organization for what I wanted. When I straightened up, I had a little black cardboard box in hand.
“Do you know what this is, Hollis?”
“Holly,” she argued, her blush sharpening when I smirked. I then held up the box again, right in her line of sight, and gave it a rattle, silently demanding an answer.
Who would have thought this little thing had so much fire in her.
Not me.
But shewouldhave fire—if she was destined to bond with a coven of monsters.
“Remote-controlled vibrator,” she said as I shoved the intrusive thoughts deeper. Propped up on her elbow, she squinted at the label. “Says so on the box.”
“Good girl,” I purred, delighted with the way her lips kicked up in a genuine smile, praise such an easy kink to satisfy. “Laz…” Popping the box open, I motioned down to her naked beauty. “Can you get this little kitten into position?”
Gaze dark and hungry, nowhere near his status quo, my bond clenched his jaw for a moment, then let all that icy tension go with a cleansing breath.
“On your back, Holly,” he ordered gently, grabbing the tiny oval silicone vibrator on the way. She complied, albeit hesitantly, then squealed when he removed the chained nipple clamps and tossed them aside, then spread her stained thighs open and smoothed his long, elegant fingers between her pussy lips.
For a few agonizing moments, the air went still, and I watched my bond with a keen eye as he stroked her, massaged her, circling her clit with his thumb like she was made of glass. Like Ambrose, he teetered on the precipice—but then came his protective instincts like a freight train, pounding into our bond, the urge to covet and defend nailing me like a jackhammer to the skull.
With a shake of his head, Laz pushed her bent legs toward her chest, folding her in half while Holly whimpered, then spread her wide. Pussy on display, he held her knees in place with one arm, her scent dousing the dungeon suite and staining our suits. A vulnerable position, that, so fucking tempting I had to white-knuckle the armrests just to stay seated.
The temptation amplified, however, when Laz slipped the vibrator into her with ease, and Holly arched off the floor, back curved, tits in the air crowned with taut dusky nipples, her eyes fluttering shut. That soft, barely there moan fucked me harder than anything ever had, and I threw my head back with a snarl, fangs bared, and focused on the ceiling.
Then, without warning, I grabbed the remote control, a sleek silver rectangle that fit in the palm of my hand, and turned it on to its lowest setting. Holly jerked back with a squeak, squirming in Laz’s grip.
“W-wait—”
“Oh, silly creature,” I mused, pressing the button that upped the vibrations to the next setting. “Waitisn’t your safe word.”
“I-I just n-need a second to—”
Her cry bounced off the walls when I set the vibrations to the max rumble on a whim. Teary eyes snapped my way, and I cocked my head, erection a fucking mountain fighting my slacks now.
“No.” No adjustment period foryou, little omega. “Come here.”
“She’s bendy,” Ambrose noted as Laszlo helped her upright. He sounded like he’d been screaming for weeks, all hoarse and raw, but at least he was the vampire elder I knew. Beast caged, he watched her ease onto her knees and crawl for me with only slightly enlarged pupils and an erection to rival mine. I rolled my eyes and grinned when he looked my way.
“Youwouldnotice that.”
The second his gaze slid to her thigh, however, something precarious trembled through our bond. He eyed the mark left on her skin when her legs parted as she crawled, his bite sealed and pink—like a beacon in the night calling him home.
Scowling, I bowed my head to blink the tunnel vision away, the shadows closing in again, our bond muddled with tension and desire. He might have looked more in control, but it wasn’t enough for Holly’s safety.
And given how fucking protective Laz suddenly felt, hounding her every move, we might just have a fight on our hands if Ambrose snapped again.
Even bonded alphas got testy during a rut.