Sadistic Mates Chapter 13

Evelyn s POV

Waking up, I roll before squealing when I feel myself falling, my eyes snapping open. Just before hitting the floor, an arm snakes around my waist, pulling back and onto their chest. My heart races at the sudden shock of nearly falling off and then races harder when I realise, I am now laying on top of the devil himself. My eyes open to see Thaddeus with eyes half open watching . He yawns, and I can tell I woke him. What I don t rember was getting in a bed with him.

I could feel Thaddeus breathing change as he awoke completely. A smile on his lips. He almost looked human in this mont. All traces of the monster I know is gone. Just hypnotic green eyes I could get lost in and full lips only centitres away from mine. "Good morning, Evelyn," he whispers watching closely. His hand on my back rubbing my skin softly, sending sparks everywhere he touches. His hands are warm, different to the chilly hands of Orion. Thaddeus moves his other hand, brushing my hair behind my ear, his hand cupping my face and his thumb brushing my cheek gently. I involuntarily lean into his touch, find it soothing and I don t understand why, but right now all fear I have for him is gone. Maybe because he wasn t killing people now, wasn t being rough. He was almost normal in this mont.

"Morning," I tell him, wanting to move off him, yet my body seed quite relaxed in his arms and didn t seem to want to move.

"I m sorry I hurt you. That was never my intention. I never want to hurt you," he says, his breath fanning my face, and I inhale his intoxicating scent. He slt nice, they all did in a weird sort of way, addictively sweet and intoxicating, erotic. I had never been turned on so much by the way soone slls.

Thaddeus moves underneath slightly before rolling onto his side, one of his hands under my head, the other resting on my hip before he pulls closer, crushing against his chest. I place my hand on his chest and he shivers under my touch, making chuckle.

"What?" he asks.

"Nothing, your just being nice for once," I tell him, and he pulls back looking down at .

"Never heard soone describe as nice." He chuckles before pulling closer. I feel his hand run down my side to my hip, sparks moving across my skin tickling making squirm.

"Are you ticklish, little one?" he says, doing it again and getting the sa reaction.

"Yes, but it doesn t tickle it s a weird sensation," I tell him not knowing how to describe it.

"Tingling?" he says. I nod against his chest. "The mate bond is working then; I feel that every ti you touch ."

"Does it stop?" I ask,

"No, been years and I still feel it every ti Ryland and Orion touch . If anything it got stronger," he says, and I feel the bed dip behind before feeling sparks run up my shoulder and soone rest their chin on . Looking over my shoulder, I see Ryland. He kisses my nose.

"What are you two doing?" he asks, a devious glint in his eyes.

"Nothing we just woke up," Thaddeus tells him. I feel Ryland lay behind , making my heart race when I feel his hand move my hair off my shoulder, his warm hands brushing my skin, making shiver.

Ryland chuckles softly behind , his lips next to my ear. "She can feel the mate bond," he states. He starts running his finger along my shoulder, making gasp as sparks move everywhere he touches. Thaddeus grip on my hip tightens. I feel Ryland s breath on my neck where he bit .

I feel his tongue move over it, and my eyes close as pleasure makes my toes curl and I moan softly. Thaddeus hand moves over my hip to my waist, and Ryland sucks on my mark. Feeling pleasure erupt through , sparks rushing down from my neck to between my legs making moan loudly and forget who they are as I beco lost in the feel of arousal washing over . I had never felt pleasure before, and it was mind blowing. I didn t want it to stop.

Ryland s hand moves down my body and brushes over my stomach, his lips not leaving my neck as I feel his hands slip into my pants, rubbing my slit through my panties. I feel his lips move from my neck and he nips at my shoulder. Thaddeus hand pulls my leg over his hip and I roll my hips against Ryland s fingers. I could feel my panties beco wet with arousal.

"She is so wet," Ryland growls next to my ear, making wetter.

"Do you want him to stop, Evelyn?" Thaddeus asks making my eyes snap open and I realise I was lost in the feel of them touching , yet it felt right. Nothing felt righter than this right here. But yet I knew it wasn t. They were killers and I am human.

Ryland s fingers slip beneath my panties, his finger rubbing between my wet lips before I feel him rub my clit, making moan loudly. "Evelyn, do you want him to stop?" Thaddeus asks, I don t want him to stop. I have never felt like this before, almost high on the feel of him touching .

"It s okay to want us, Evelyn," Ryland says. His fingers stop moving and I know he can feel my unease through the bond, my mind and body at war with itself.

"Don t stop" I gasp, moving my hips against his fingers. Ryland moves his fingers again, rubbing my clit in a circular motion, and I feel my juices spilling onto my thighs as I moan at his touch. Thaddeus lips brush mine and I feel his tongue brush my bottom lip wanting access. I part my lips and he plunges his tongue into my mouth, his tongue tasting every inch, and I moan into his mouth when I feel Ryland slide a finger in , making flinch. And my mind becos flooded with mories.

mories I kept in the back of my mind, mories that I tried my best to detach myself from. I feel my entire body tense, and I squeeze my eyes shut tightly trying to fight them off. I feel Ryland pull his hand from my pants, and Thaddeus growls at .

Making my eyes snap open. I try to breathe, find my grounding place, trying to rember the mantra that always saves . My breathing coming harder as I try to shove the mory aside, to rember it s not happening, that I am not in that monster s den. I feel his greasy hands on my body, the bourbon on his breath, the sickly yellow colour of his skin. I try to get up, try to remove myself, and I feel hands grip as I stumble off the bed. My vision becoming tunnelled, and I try to force myself to take a breath. To force the air in my lungs as my heart beats erratically in my chest. My hands reaching for the nightstand where I know my handbag is. Muttering my mantra, trying to ground myself, I grab the bottle of pills, only for it to slip from my shaking hands and the tunnel vision gets worse as darks spots take over my vision. I welco the darkness, it s where I feel safest because it makes it go away. Makes the feelings go away, the sha, weakness, the dirty feeling of being used. Darkness wraps around , and I breathe, taking a breath of air as it sucks under.

Thaddeus POV

She was fine, I could feel her through Ryland. She felt safe and liked what he was doing to her, and a little shocked and uneasy at her reaction to us. But I could tell she was new to pleasure. She wanted to know what it felt like, her inexperience showing with the way she didn t know what she was feeling, just that she liked it. That s why I asked. Why asked if she wanted him to stop, I could still feel her fear of us, but our hands overrode it, touching her. I could sll her arousal perfuming the air, she was so lost in the feeling of us she hadn t noticed Orion watching from the armchair. He wanted her not to fear us, so he gave us this mont with her.

Then she froze, her entire body locked up when Ryland pushed his finger inside her. I pulled back slightly and the look on her face was like she went sowhere else, trapped in wherever her mind took her. Her face beca flushed like she couldn t breathe, and I felt her struggle to breathe. It reminded of the ti she first seen us when we stepped in the cafe.

The feelings coming off Ryland from her were pure panic and fear so strong it took my breath away. She clutched my skin, her nails digging into , breaking the skin on my shoulders as she thrashed, tears rolling down her cheeks and off her chin. I growled. I didn t an to scare her, her eyes snapping to mine, but it was like she was looking straight through . That vacant look in her eyes as they darted around the room. Getting off the bed, she gets up, and she gasped for air, her hands trembling, and she nearly falls off the bed. I grab her arm to steady her, trying to figure out what she wants when Orion sings out.

"Her bag, her pills" he says, and I watch her digging through it trying to find them muttering to herself.

"See feel touch, see feel touch." I had no idea what she was talking about when she finds the pills, she drops them onto the floor. I watch as her eyes roll into her head and her face goes slack as she plumts to the floor. Catching her, I scoop her up, cradling her to my chest. Her breathing going to normal. Ryland looks pale and his hands trembling, his canines protruding from his lips, and I can feel guilt running through him. Orion, noticing it to, stands up, rubbing his arm.

Ryland would have felt her emotions ten tis worse than us because of his mark that lay on her neck. What I felt made feel sick to my stomach, so whatever he feels must be crippling. Ryland’s skin returns to normal, and his breathing slows. He closes his eyes, trying to fight against every emotion running through him. Replacing it with a rage so strong it nearly knocks over.

"I don t understand, she was fine. What did I do?" he asks questioning himself, questioning everything he did, guilt and anger flooding into .

"You did nothing, sothing must have triggered sothing," Orion tells him before looking over at Evelyn in my arms. I inhale her scent and can no longer sll fear radiating off her and her body relaxes in my arms as she stirs. "We can ask her when she wakes up," Orion says, staring at her as she stirs in my arms.

Walking downstairs, I sit with her on my lap, her head on my shoulder. Orion hands the bottle of pills and places a glass of water on the lamp table next to . "She will wake soon, I can feel her consciousness fighting to co back," Ryland says watching her worriedly.

Orion sits next to and I open the bottle of pills, finding two left. "How many?" I ask, looking at Orion.

"Lisa gave her two," he says a little unsure.

"Were there more in her bag?" I ask. Orion shakes his head. "One of us might have to head to the City."

"I will go, I am faster," Orion says.

"Shouldn t you be here when she wakes. I can go."

"Why?" he asks while putting on his jacket.

"You know why, she likes you more," I tell him as much as it pains to say it.

"You will be fine, just don t yell at her, or force her to do anything. Ryland will be here, and I will only be gone for an hour max. If you go or Ryland, you won t be back till tonight," he says, and I nod knowing he is right. Orion is way quicker and knows his way around the city better.

"Maybe when she wakes up, ring Amara," Orion says, making my eyes snap to him. I haven t spoken to my sister in years. "If she won t tell us, maybe Amara may know."

"Amara would need a photo or sothing of hers to pick her up," I tell him.

"Just see what she says when she wakes up. She might tell us if she feels comfortable enough," Orion says.

"Maybe I should go?" Ryland s says. Orion shakes his head.

"You can feel her emotions, know what they are. You should stay. I won t be long. And by the way, what she was muttering was her trying to ground herself. I read a book on it once. Panic attacks can lesson or stop if they ground themselves. Sothing they can see, sothing they can feel and sothing they can touch and taste," Orion tells us. I raise an eyebrow at what he just told us.

"Makes no sense to " I tell him.

"No, but obviously it does to her." I nod and watch as he bolts out the door. Ryland gets up, shutting it before sitting next to , brushing her hair out of her face.

We sit in silence, waiting for her to wake up. Twenty minutes pass, and I see Ryland straighten up and glance at her. Evelyn sits upright suddenly, and I hear her heart rate rise as she looks around frantically before spotting us, and she takes a deep breath. Ryland grabs the glass of water handing it to her and she clutches it, her hands only trembling slightly as she takes a sip and I open my hand revealing the two pills and she pinches them with her fingers before popping them in her mouth and sculling the rest of the glass. She then leans against and I rub my hand up her back. Ryland and I both unsure what to do. I suddenly wished Orion stayed, he was better with humans than we are.

The silence was becoming deafening. I didn t know what to say. Was there a right or wrong thing to say? Suddenly she got up, walking into the kitchen. Her movents a little sluggish as she filled up her glass before drinking it and refilling it again. Ryland and I followed her. She seems fine, like nothing happened, and then I realised we weren t getting answers from her. She was just going to pretend like nothing happened. Push whatever it was away like it doesn t exist.