Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 82

　　Imogen’s POV

　　Waking up, I stretch my limbs. My body feeling stiff like I had been in the same position all night, yet I also feel lighter, happier than I had in ages. I feel someone move beside me, feeling their warm skin against mine and I know it’s Tobias. That’s when everything comes crashing back to me. Sitting upright, I look around the room and realise we are in our bed. Theo is nowhere to be seen. I sniff the air slightly smelling for his scent, yet I find nothing except the smell of Tobias. My gums tingling as I breathe in his scent. Tobias wakes startled and I realise my growl was louder than I thought. He stares at me and smiles, and I feel anger boil up before spewing over and I am suddenly on top of him.

　　Smacking into him as I realise, he just watched while Theo drained me of my blood and effectively knocking me out. My fists raining down on him seem to have no effect on him at first until I hit him hard in the face, splitting his lip open. The smell of his blood filling the room and my senses become overloaded, and I realise I am completely ravenous. I watch the blood trickle down his lip and over his chin. Pinning him down, I lean over him before moving closer, completely entranced at the sight of his blood. I run my tongue over his chin to his lip, licking the blood up. I hear him groan at the sensation of my tongue running over his warm flesh. Biting on his lip, realisation must dawn on him as he tries shoving me off. My nails digging into his arms as bloodlust takes over and I bite into the flesh of his neck. His blood spilling into my mouth makes me moan, as it soothes the burning ache in my throat promising to extinguish the burning throughout of my body.

　　I growl, pulling his head to the side, and I can feel him trying to get me to let go. He grips my hair pulling my head back and I growl at him, can feel his blood running down my cheek as bloodlust takes over everything and all I can think about his ripping into his carotid artery.

　　I feel Tobias worry fleetingly through the bond before he suddenly smashes his lips into mine. The distraction makes me growl before arousal floods me through the bond, making me forget the need to feed. I kiss him back harder and grind my hips against him, my lips moving to chest as I taste his salty skin under my tongue. I can feel his hands in my hair as I move lower, I pull his pants down. Before wrapping my hand around his hardened length. Lust consuming every part of me. Before I go to take him in my mouth, I am suddenly ripped back upwards.

　　“As much as I would love for you to continue,” he kisses me softly before pulling away.

　　“I would rather keep my manhood attached to me” He tells me, making me confused. He chuckles lightly, and I furrow my eyebrows as he moves his hand to my face, his thumb pressing against my fangs, which I realise are still protruding. I sit up, startled at the realisation.

　　“You let him attack me?” I tell him suddenly remembering the reason I was hitting him in the first place. I hear him sigh and sit, draping my legs on either side of his waist. He rubs my bare thighs with hands, making me shiver.

　　“We didn’t have choice Imogen, you wouldn’t sleep” He tells me observing my face carefully. I try to argue back, but my hunger is out of control. My words slurring as I try to speak around my fangs. I eventually give up, knowing he can’t understand me. I sound drunk.

　　“How do you feel, do you feel better?” he asks. I think for a second. I felt better actually, lighter, like it has lifted a weight off of me. My usual depressing mood not weighing me down.

　　Suddenly I hear Theo walk in, making my head snap to the door as I wait for him to walk up the stairs. When he steps into the room, he looks different, and I can feel a strange energy rolling off of him. His eyes are darker, and he smells different.

　　“What happened to you?” I ask. Tobias is also observing him as he moves closer. He almost seems angry, which I find is true when he walks over gripping my chin harshly making me look up at him.

　　“Why the fuck didn’t you say anything?”

　　“Theo?” asks Tobias angrily at Theo’s tone. Theo’s eyes turn dark like raging storm clouds behind their hypnotic green colour.

　　“No, Tobias. Shut up. She should have told us how bad it was before it got this out of hand.” I was confused at what he meant and pulled my face away from him. He growled, and the sound sent goosebumps over my skin. Standing up, I walk across the bed, heading toward the bathroom. Stepping off the bed, Theo is suddenly standing in front of me, his eyes blazing with anger.

　　“Why? Fucking answer me, Imogen. Stop trying to walk away.” I shove him backwards and I hear him growl before lunging at me. I get knocked backwards on the bed, Theo towering over the top of me. I feel Tobias jump and try to push him off of me.

　　“Theo, get off her now” Tobias growls out grabbing his shoulder trying to pull him off.

　　“Not until she fucking answers,” he bellows, making me flinch at the anger in his words.

　　“I have no idea what the fuck you’re even talking about, Theo” I argue back. He shoves my wrists into the bed so hard if I was human still, I am sure they would have broken.

　　“The darkness, you were letting it take over” He screams. Then I realise what he is talking about and I realise why he has had a complete personality change.

　　“My magic is none of your business, Theo. Now get off me,” I yell.