Sadistic Mates Chapter 92

Evelyn POV

When we got ho, Thaddeus explained what he saw. Honestly it ca as no surprise to , I had been saying it all along that it wasn’t an accident. I was shocked however to find out Laura had sothing to do with it.

I let them discuss it, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass what they had to say. I knew all along yet I was delusional in thinking it. Bianca though, I was worried about and when Amara ca over frantically looking for Mara I nearly lost it.

Mara was already suffering with these dreams. I was not about to allow her to be used even by my family. Amara would have to wait and either do what Thaddeus did or let him do it and relay it to her. I wasn’t having them tinkering and sifting through her mories, it was never a pleasant feeling when done to so I wasn’t about to allow it to happen to my daughter.

"I will be quick, in and out in two seconds Evelyn, she may not even notice" Amara argues with .

"She will notice, believe it’s not a nice feeling, just wait till she falls asleep" I tell her stacking the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Just let her do it, Mara won’t even know" Thaddeus says.

"No!" Says Orion for once on my side.

"My aunty is out there dying, all because you won’t let in her head" Amara yells at him.

"Bianca is not dying, she is simply desiccating. Awful but doesn’t change anything, you aren’t ddling in my daughter’s head" I tell her.

When I turn around though she is gone.

"Where did she go?" I ask Orion only to see Thaddeus also gone. I listen for Mara and can hear her still in her room when I hear the floorboard creak. I rush upstairs and bust through her door. Amara hand outstretched about to touch her little head while she played with her dolly. I grab her hand, jerking it away.

"I said no!" I tell her and Mara looks up at .

"Hi mummy" she says, before noticing Amara.

"Aunty Aunty" she squeals and Amara smiles at her before bending down. Thaddeus grips my arm before reefing out of the room.

"You dare grab her like that, she is my fucking sister Evelyn"

"And she is my daughter," I growl back.

"Done" I hear Amara sing out and I spin around rushing back in but she is gone having misted out of the room. Mara appeared unhard but it pissed off, it’s not good to ddle in people’s heads, worse to do it to a child.

"See perfectly fine" Thaddeus says and I snap, shutting the door behind as I step out before I pivot, slapping him. My hand burned from the contact with his face.

"You put her at risk, she could have got hurt you fucking prick" I scream at him.

"Amara would never hurt her Evelyn, not everyone is out to get our kids" he says grabbing my arm.

"She may not an to but that doesn’t an it couldn’t have happened, you put her at unnecessary risk when you only had to wait till she went to sleep"

"That would take hours we don’t have" Thaddeus growls letting go.

"Like the months you spent not believing , were months we didn’t have" I tell him before walking downstairs.

"She did it, didn’t she?" Orion asks. I nod and he storms off up stairs no doubt to give Thaddeus a serving.

Walking into the kitchen Ryland was sitting at the table. "You okay?" I ask him.

"Yeah just over everything, and everyone" he says running both hands through his hair and resting his head in his hands.

"You could always co to work with ?"

"You’re not seriously going, can’t you stay ho for once. All you do is work" Ryland says.

"I don’t have a choice, Imogen isn’t working today, and Laura well obviously she won’t be working there again and I doubt she will show face even if she was allowed to co back" I tell him.

"Please just stay ho, I don’t need anymore stress today"

"Ryland you know I can’t, I am ant to open in three hours"

"Yes Evelyn you do, you own the place, you set your own hours, just stay ho please" he says looking up at .

"Ryland?"

"You know what, never mind do whatever, you always choose work" he says getting up and knocking his chair over. He picks it up, shoving it back under the table.

"Fine I will stay," I tell him.

"Just go, you don’t want to be here, so just go" he says walking past . I grab his arm pulling him back and he shakes my arm off.

"I’m staying, what’s got into you?"

"Nothing you never want to spend ti with us, you know we haven’t spent ti as a family since the day of the accident, so please just for once stay with us"

"I said I would, I am staying okay just calm down" I tell him. He takes a deep breath in before gripping the hem of my shirt and pulling to him. His arms wrap around and he rests his chin on my head.

"Thank you," he says, kissing the top of my head. I try to stand on my tippy toes and kiss him but he pulls away smiling.

"What’s wrong shorty can’t reach?" He teases. I smack his chest and he laughs before leaning down so I can kiss him.

I wrap my arms around his neck when I feel him grip the backs of my thighs lifting up and I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him harder.

Rylands warm hands went underneath my shirt to my lower back pressing closer to him.

His tongue brushes mine softly before he pulls back, sucking my bottom lip in his mouth before he lets go of it.

"I missed you, miss my old Evie" he says pressing his forehead against mine.

Hearing little feet running, Ryland puts down and I turn to face the dining room door just in ti to see Mara run in.

"We have a tea party in my house," she says, carrying her toy basket.

"I don’t think mummy will fit" I tell her, following after her. I look at her cubby house door. My ass is definitely not squeezing through that door.

"If Orion can fit, you can," Ryland says, slapping my ass.

"Co in mummy, co in" she calls and I bend down assessing the door. I crawl in, turning sideways to squeeze through the gap. The door turned out to be the easy part, it was trying to figure out where to put my legs once I got in.

I played with Mara for a bit before I started to feel claustrophobic. Her cubby shrinking more and more the longer I stayed in there.

Hopping out I go make her so afternoon tea only to walk out and find Ryland carrying her upstairs asleep.

"I just made it" I tell him looking at the sandwich I painstakingly cut into stars.

"She always naps at this ti," he says, carrying her to her room. His words made think. Maybe I didn’t spend as much ti at ho as I thought.

I walk to the bin but before I could toss them, Orion snatches one off the plate.

"Where have you been hiding?" I ask him while he chews the jam sandwich before grabbing another off the plate.

"What?" I haven’t eaten today" he says.

"Haven’t eaten?" I ask, noticing the bloodstain on his shirt. I point to it,

"Thaddeus don’t count," he says.

"Where is Thaddeus?"

"Upstairs sulking because you slapped him over Amara"

Ryland cos in, snagging one of the star sandwiches. "Should I start cutting your food into stars for you too"

"Wouldn’t hurt but they wanna be big stars" Ryland says grabbing the last bit sized piece.

I take the now empty plate to the sink and rinse it when I feel hands run over my hips, slipping under my shirt.

"Orion, what are you doing?" I ask when I feel his lips go to my neck, "nothing" he mumbles kissing my skin.

His hands pushing my shirt higher before he pulls it off.

"Doesn’t feel like nothing" I tell him when I feel him fiddling with the buttons of my jeans.

"I’m still mad at you" I tell him, gripping his hand.

"Make up sex then"

"Or no sex" I tell him.

"Angry sex?" he asks, kissing my shoulder.

"See you can beat him and beat him off" Ryland says.

"Or I can just beat him" I tell Ryland.

"I’m down to watch either," Ryland says and I chuckle.

"I would prefer the beat off, just saying" Orion mumbles against my neck. I feel fangs press against skin before he sinks them into my mark. Arousal rolling over and I moan loudly, his arm around my waist the only thing holding upright as sparks rush south.

He pulls back his fangs leaving my skin along with the euphoric feeling and he kisses below my ear.

"I want to show you sothing" He whispers, pushing out of the kitchen and toward the stairs. Before taking up the hallway beside the stairs. He stops turning to face the wall.

"Now you can see him all the ti" He whispers and I look up at all his drawings mixed amongst the ones of us and Amara. He frad them, hanging them with the rest of the family photos. "I have one more but I wasn t sure you would want it hung up" He says as I stare at the drawings of our son on the wall. My throat thick with emotion as I stared at what could have been. Orion steers into the study before stopping at the bookshelf, his fingers moving along the shelf that has all his art books before he pulls one down handing it to .

"Are you letting look at them?" I ask him, because he never let touch these ones.

"That was the first one I did," He says, tapping the cover. I opened it to find one of and our son, using a photo from and Amara and adding him into it, this one even had colour.

"You like it?"

"Why isn t it with the others"

"Because I was angry with you, so I left it in here instead of taking it out. He says before tearing it out carefully when I notice the next page, which was also of but sitting on the porch of our old house.

"Yep that’s enough, you’re not looking at anymore" He says trying to take it from . I turned trying to see what other ones he had done of . When I hear Ryland laugh behind as I try to quickly flick through them only for it to be taken from my hands, Orion suddenly feels embarrassed, his emotions hitting through the bond.

"Why are you embarrassed they are good" I tell him and Ryland laughs.

"He doesn t want you to see the pronographic ones he draws"

"Oh really now I am intrigued" I tell him, trying to grab the sketchbook back down.

"Nope, no more. You know I don’t like you looking at them" Orion says, grabbing my hands and tugging away. He grabs the other drawing.

"You putting it with the rest, on the wall?" I ask him.

"If you want to, it doesn’t have to go up there if you don’t want it to"

"No it’s fine,"He nods before grabbing it.

"I will go find a fra" He says walking out, as soon as he is gone I spin around curiosity killing . Just as I grab the sketchbook.

"Ever heard the saying curiosity killed the cat?" Ryland asks, grabbing both my hands and pulling them to my chest.

"He won’t even know, I just want to see"

"We can always recreate them" Ryland purrs, nipping at my neck.

"Wait, have you seen them?" I ask him and he hums, nodding his head.

"Yep and the ones of Thaddeus, quite the imagination I must say, but he won t let look at the ones he has done of , though Thaddeus has seen them"

"So do you want to recreate his drawings?" Ryland asks, bumping his hips into my butt.

"So tempting but No, I have washing to do"

"On the washing machine it is in then" Ryland says his hands gripping my breast that were only covered by my bra.

"Nope"

"Why we can set it to spin cycle bet it will, really get you going" He says playfully.

"Go bend Orion over the washing machine and while you’re in there chuck another load on"

"Much rather release a load" He says, pulling my hips flush and against his crotch, his erection pressing against my ass.