Evelyn
Thaddeus stands before trotting to the stairs. His lips never leave my skin until I suddenly feel the mattress under my back and realize we are back in the bedroom. Thaddeus growls. His kisses becoming fiercer, and he devours my skin.
“Not so hard,” I scold him when he bites into my shoulder, breaking my skin. Feeling the bed dip, I look up and see Orion watching with a worried look on his face. Ryland moves behind Thaddeus and I can feel his worry coming through the bond.
“Ow, Thaddeus,” I tell him, pushing his face away as his teeth sink into the top of my breast, feeling blood run down the side of my boob and my eyes water from the sting. Gripping his face, I pull his face up, my hands on the side. Thaddeus’s eyes are pitch-black, making my heart skip a beat by the demonic loo
