Chapter 309 I Want You In My Room

Eira’s POV

This bastard Rafe had some knack for saying something just to disturb everything. Why did he have to poke his nose? Who did I kiss or not?

Bastard!

Once Roman finished drinking water, he asked me, “Aren’t you hungry yet?”

I realized I hadn’t eaten for a while now. “I am.”

“I have already ordered dinner for you all,” Jason informed.

Rafe chuckled. “Even if you are not cooking, you remember to feed us.”

Jason didn’t answer and turned around to sleep.

The food arrived, but Lucian wasn’t here yet.

Roman and Jason had simple food, while the rest of us had a proper tasty dinner. Jason made sure to order everything that I would eat.

We kept a portion for Lucian inside the fridge in the small kitchen in the suite. I felt like this wasn’t a hospital where we were staying, but that we were on vacation. Money could surely buy you comfort and luxury.

Before sleeping, Liam came to check on Roman and Jason once more and left after informing us that they would be discharged tomorrow. But even at home, they had to take care of their wounds, which would take a day or two to heal entirely.

Even when we went to bed, Lucian hadn’t returned. I felt a change in him when we crossed paths and he kissed me. It was like something was bothering him. I could feel it. I wondered where he was.

As only one bed was there, Raven, Kael, and I squeezed onto it. Rafe slept on the couch in my room, while the couch in the patient’s room was left empty for Lucian.

Deep in the night, when everyone was in a deep sleep, I felt a presence. A tall figure entered the suite, moving swiftly in the dimly lit room. I could tell it was Lucian.

Through the glass wall, I watched him pour himself water and then move towards the couch.

I realized he must not have eaten anything, and food was kept for him. I moved slowly to get out of the bed, making sure it wouldn’t wake others.

But given they were werewolves with heightened senses, I was sure my light movements were of no use. Still, as none of them bothered to wake up for Lucian, I decided to do it.

I went to the patient’s room where Lucian had already lain on the couch, his long legs hanging over the handrest, one arm folded over his face to cover his eyes.

As if he sensed my presence, he moved his hand away and looked at me. In the dark, he looked intimidating. I could even feel it from his aura.

It felt like he had returned after taking a few lives at least, and his soul was restless.

Even before I could say a word, he moved his hand toward him, gesturing for me to come to him.

Though wary of him, I stepped ahead and put my hand into his.

He softly held my hand and pulled me gently toward him until I was sitting at the edge of that wide couch. He said nothing, but stared at me for no reason. His hand gently moved to caress my cheek, then moved to the back of my head, and he slowly pulled me closer.

Just when our faces were close, he whispered as he closely looked into my eyes, “I feel like I can’t stay away from you anymore. All I want is to mark you and fuck you mindlessly until every part of you screams that you are mine. My mate.”

The intensity of his words and that seductive voice, it felt like it pierced straight into my soul. I didn’t dislike it, but felt a little scared by the way he said it.

He seemed to have barely restrained himself from doing what he had just said. But it wasn’t possible, at least not now.

I had to worry about the baby growing inside me.

“I came to tell you that there’s food for you in the fridge,” I whispered as low as I could.

“My dinner is right in front of me,” he whispered back, his eyes gazing at my face.

My heart skipped a beat. His intentions were clear. But others were there, and I was sure they must know what was going on here. Gosh, so embarrassing.

I tried to say, “Raven might wake up if I am not…”

“Kael won’t let him,” he whispered back.

So even he was aware that his brother knew what was happening here.

Shameless!

“I’ll get food for you,” I tried to move away, but he pulled me back.

Not even giving me a chance to react, he kissed me. His lips pressed against mine with a slow, deliberate hunger that made my breath shudder before it escaped me.

The kiss deepened almost instantly, his mouth moving against mine as if he proving his point that I was indeed his meal for the night.

A low sound slipped from my throat as his hand tightened at the back of my head, and his other hand pulled me entirely over his body as if I weighed nothing, making me straddle him.

What the fuck I was doing. Roman is there, but I hope he was under the effect of medicine and can’t see me this way. Or I would be embarrassed to face him later.

But the other part of my mind worked in bold way. It didn’t want me to stop.

I was going to accept that I was one horny bitch, who gave in front of these alpha brothers the moment they touched me. After six years of abuse, there was no decency left in my life anyways. So, I should better enjoy myself.

I melted into him, my fingers curling into his shirt. supporting my body over him, while his hand roamed along my curves.

His kiss grew more intense, more demanding. It was filled with heat and possession. Each brush of his mouth, that unruly tongue of his sent a pulse of warmth through me, leaving my head light and my thoughts scattered.

When he finally eased back, it wasn’t far. His lips lingered close, brushing mine with every breath we shared, as if he wasn’t quite ready to let go. His breathing uneven, his presence heavy and intoxicating.

“Once we return home, I want you in my room.” It wasn’t a request, but a command for me, as if he owned me.

Unlike Roman and Kael, he didn’t seem to ask for my consent.

Whatever. I nodded anyway, as if I was spellbound by him in that moment.

I watched the corner of his lips curve into a dark smirk, his eyes warning me that what I had just agreed to wasn’t any good.

“Go back to sleep, before I lose it,” he said.

“Your meal?” I asked.

“It was delicious,” his thumb brushed my swollen lips.

He didn’t want to eat proper food after eating me. I gave up and moved away from him as he helped me stand up.

“Good night,” I whispered, only to see him nod.

I returned to the bed, not daring to look in Kael’s direction, who had Raven in his arms now. But then, my gaze ended up on the couch in the room, where Rafe was going through his mobile.

The vampire didn’t have the decency to even act like he was sleeping while I and his brother…

I let out a sigh, only to hear him say, “Vampires don’t really sleep in the night.”

I said nothing and lay on the bed. Neither did he say anything more.

I couldn’t help but think. So this is how my life is going to be, taking turns to be with each one of them while feeling as if I was betraying the rest.

I hope it won’t feel that way anymore.

Maybe I am the one thinking about it, while they are just fine with it.