HUNTED - Chapter 267

Aila glanced at Cassius, who had a knowing smile on his lips, then she whipped her head to the side, looking at Davian questionably, but his face was stone-hard, his hands gripping his biceps tightly. He didn’t meet her eyes and instead looked at Cassius moodily. Aila followed his gaze to then land back at the humans who smiled at her, making her cheeks redden at them staring at her.

All five of them looked like models, three of them men and two women. The men were shirtless with well defined tanned bodies, and the women wore black dresses and heels like they were at an occasion. It was bizarre. She couldn’t understand why there were five people standing in front of her.

“Cass, I thought I’d be drinking from a glass again..” She trailed off as she read Cassius’ amused expression. “Isn’t this unsafe?”

Cassius rounded the lineup and grabbed the petite brunette on the far left of the line, bringing her towards the sofa. He sat down and pulled her down to sit between them. He moved her hair away from the right side of her neck and trailed his finger down her skin, staring at Aila as he did so. “If you keep drinking from a glass, you will find it harder when in contact with humans. Although, you should give yourself more credit. By now, a newborn would have killed this woman,” He said calmly as his eyes pierced into hers.

Aila bit her tongue, controlling her urges as her eyes lowered to the carotid artery, almost pulsating beneath the skin of the woman sitting next to her. The metallic taste of blood made her blink in surprise; her fangs had grown again. The sharp points pierced into her own flesh instead of the flesh she so desired to do it to. Cassius reached his hand out to her cheek. “Stop biting your tongue,” He reprimanded her sternly and pulled her lips apart with his thumb. “You need to feed.”

Aila swallowed loudly, her eyes flicking from Cassius’ gaze to her neck. “Isn’t this a little weird? Are they being controlled right now?” She asked while uncontrollably leaning closer to the woman, but her hands clenched at the sleeves of her hoody, her claws growing and piercing into her skin.

Her question was barely registering with herself now as she heard the beating of the woman’s heart, her eyes zoned in on the slight perspiration at the back of her neck, making her scent smell all the more enticing.

Her mind instantly became cloudy from the sudden smell of blood, and she almost saw a red mist cloud her vision. But watched blood trickling down the woman’s V neck dress, she followed it back up to her neck where she found Cassius’ lips on her skin, drinking from her other side. Her claws stabbed into her skin more, her lips now inches away from the woman who was now moaning in delight. A ringing sound pierced through her ears, and her hearing felt muffled.

“.. Feeders.”

Feeders?

Was that Davian’s voice?

But even with the question on her tongue, Aila dived forwards, closing the small distance between her and this ‘feeder’, her fangs bit into her slender neck, and the blood poured into her mouth. Aila closed her eyes, feeling the ultimate power of life being drained from the woman and pouring into her. It was thrilling, addictive and she didn’t want to let go. Her claws withdrew from her skin, and she found herself clinging onto the woman, she drinking from the right side of her neck and Cassius draining her from the other.

“..enough.”

Aila continued as Cassius pulled away; she eyed him licking his lips and smiling before she closed her eyes again, lapping up the blood that was so sweet.

Was her heart slowing down? Maybe she should stop.. But.. how?

“Aila, that’s enough! Cass, stop her!” Davian’s voice pierced through the ringing noise, bringing her back to reality. She thought anyway.

But even though she could hear Davian’s panic, Cassius’ calm aura was what made her think it was okay. He was teaching her, right?

Davian yanked her away from the girl and pushed her against the far wall. Aila hissed at him, her claws growing and scratching into his arms. He pinned her arms to her side, his strength outmatching hers. Still, she couldn’t see past this red mist.

She was hungry. She wanted MORE. She wanted that feeling of ultimate power!

Aila struggled against Davian, her eyes going to the other four humans still standing there obediently. The brunette was lying on the sofa where she’d been sitting with her initially, her blood soaking the cushion.

“Drat. I should have put some blankets down,” Cassius commented as he sauntered over to where the two hybrids were.

“Do you think this is a joke?” Davian growled.

“Of course not. But you worry too much, Davy. The girl is fine, and I would have pulled Aila away if it became dangerous-”

“Dangerous!? Who for? The girl would have been dead if you waited any longer. And YOU fed on her as well!”

With Davian slightly distracted, Aila kneed in him the groin and sprinted past him, leaping forwards and crash landing on one of the shirtless male models. She hovered above him, her hair curtained around them, as her hands clung to his broad shoulders. His green eyes widened in shock but what surprised her, and calmed her from this scatty brained moment, was his next action. He tilted his neck to the side, giving her more access to his neck. Aila blinked profusely, pausing momentarily before biting into his neck.

The man gasped and groaned.

“Shit, Aila!” Davian shouted from behind her. She clung to the man tighter, enjoying the taste of him more as her body relaxed into him. Her breathing was ragged, and she didn’t care about controlling herself now.

Cassius squatted by her side and stroked her hair, pulling some of it away from the blood pouring down the man’s neck. “Easy, Aila. You will enjoy it more if you take your time.. That way, he will enjoy it more as well..” He instructed in her mind. “Take your time.” His voice deepened, and she slowed down on swallowing the feeder’s blood. As soon as she did, the man relaxed below her, and he sighed, his hand going to her waist, gripping onto her as he closed his eyes and moaned.

The moan made her gasp, and she pulled her fangs out of him. He was feeling pleasure to the point she felt the bulge pressing against her in his jeans. “Cass!” She whisper-shouted, sitting upright and staring at him. “You didn’t tell me it would cause THAT sort of pleasure!”

Cassius burst into musical laughter, and he shook his head. “Oh, sweet Aila.. It is pleasurable, but it might be because you’re straddling the poor guy right now,” He smirked and glanced at her legs.

Aila gasped and jumped off, her thoughts going straight to her mate. The fever she just had about drinking blood completely dissipated. “I never thought something like that would be what stops you..” Davian muttered as he walked back towards them.

Aila glanced down at the man who grinned at her, his eyes slightly dazed before sitting upright. She looked away, feeling her cheeks heat and hearing her wolf growling irritably in her mind. She could feel the blood around her mouth drying, and she looked down at her white hoody in shock. It was utterly ruined.

“You may go, unless..” Cassius turned to look at Aila. “Are you still hungry?”

Aila shook her head quickly, she could still feel her hunger and desire to drink more, but she’d sobered up after attacking that man. Cassius stared at her for a moment, probably because he could feel the need she was fighting against. But he waved the four feeders away before stepping towards her again.

“There are different ways of feeding.. One of them is to cause the human pleasure while doing it. I think, for now, we will stick to that route,” Cassius said with amusement in his voice. “Otherwise, you might kill everyone, and I’m quite fond of these feeders, so I’d like them to stay awhile. It also seems you are quite fond of Geralt.”

Aila frowned at his comment, feeling disgusted at herself, wanting a shower and throwing her clothes in the bin. “I guess Geralt is the one I attacked?” She asked while walking away.

“Not attacked.. Fed on. Anyway, Davian take Laura back to the feeder’s quarters and watch over her,” He ordered Davian before looking back at Aila.. “I need a private word with my childe here.”