Grave Sight | A Reverse Harem Romance

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

Lucian gave Kyler and I privacy the moment we got home. He went to my couch and motioned us towards my bedroom - which, in all reality, probably wasn't the best place for me to be when I had to drink a lot of blood. But he knew the effects it had on me, and if he was fine with it, then who was I to argue?

The blood in my fridge had congealed and wouldn't taste like how Kyler's blood would. Even if I heated it up, I only ever ordered human blood, which didn't taste good whatsoever, even when it was warm. A wereanimal's however...

Kyler sat down on my bed and eyed me with his otherworldly icy blue eyes.

"Are you scared at all," I asked. He didn't look scared, but for all I knew, he could have been masking that fear.

"Not even a little." He smiled. "In fact, I'm quite excited."

What was it with werewolves?

"I do want to cue you in on something though," he said, reaching out and grabbing my wrist. "Tomorrow night is the full moon. That could be potentially dangerous for you if either Lucian or I am here."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why?"

"On every full moon, female werewolves have their heat." He pulled me closer until I was forced to straddle him on the bed. "Male wolves have something called a rut that happens every three months on the full moon, which makes it so we can, and will, breed."

I couldn't stop the widening of my eyes.

"Even if you're incapable of becoming pregnant," he reached his hand up and ran it through my hair, "which I won't assume you are or aren't, it's rough on a woman's body. Lucian wasn't sure how to tell you, but you basically kicked Kieran out of Nova duty so you'll either have to call him back..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but he didn't need to. I'd either have to call him back, spend a night alone with a potential threat, or spend the night with Lucian, Kyler, or both.

Since I was only half vampire, I did have the working organs to become pregnant. Although, it was insanely difficult, since my body had to be at a specific temperature during conception, with a specific amount of blood running through me. If the full moon was that night, I might have worried. But by tomorrow night, my temperature would be lower than the recommended conception rate.

Though I didn't know if I wanted to deal with Lucian or Kyler during their "rut".

Kyler slowly removed his shirt, which somehow made his shaggy blonde hair even more messy. When he tilted his head, baring his neck to me, his lips curled up ever so slightly.

I leaned my head down and ran my tongue over the side of his throat. He remained motionless, but I felt his breath stutter in his chest. When my fangs grazed his skin, he stopped breathing completely until they pierced through.

His blood tasted a lot like Lucian's, but somehow his was just a bit tangier. I still didn't know many things about blood - but I knew depending on what the person ingested, it could make it taste different. That's why most vampires stayed away from drug addicts. Their blood, from what I read, didn't taste right.

"Can I touch you," Kyler asked, his voice hoarse.

I hummed my answer, and his hands immediately came up and slid up my sides, grasping at my waist as I pulled a mouthful of blood into my mouth. A sigh escaped his lips as his hands slid down to bring me closer to him.

His body was hot, and I could feel his heartbeat quicken against my lips as I pulled more blood from him. One of his hands came up and cupped my head, keeping me in place as his other hand continued to hold me against him.

I was still drinking when the after effects hit, and I could tell the exact moment Kyler noticed. His hand on my head curled into a fist, grabbing a bundle of my hair.

I pulled away, licking at the hole in his neck before my eyes met his.

His eyes were heavy lidded as he watched me, allowing either himself the time to soak me in, or allowing me the time to understand what was about to happen.

He flipped me around so quickly that I didn't get the chance to scream. I was on my back on the bed, with him over top of me, before I could utter a word. I stared up at him, wide eyed, my fangs still protruding from my gums and his blood still coating my lips.

I squeezed my thighs against his as butterflies curled in my stomach. With Lucian being right outside, I should have been more worried that he'd walk in and see his right hand man over top of me. As it was, a little shiver of excitement ran through me instead.

Because I knew that if he was acting on his urges, he'd already gotten permission from Lucian. Maybe.

"Lucian is outside," I whispered.

"I know," he replied. "Your point?"

"Isn't he going to get pissed off," I asked.

He smiled. "Remember when I told you that he is fine as long as he is aware of what is happening? If you were strictly his, that would be a different story. Mated wereanimals do not touch anyone else, and vice versa. But since you're not mated to him, and he is not mated to you, what right does he have to be jealous? I got his permission because I had to."

My body was heating up at an alarming rate, and my mind was becoming fuzzy. All I got from his statement was - I wasn't Lucian's, so it was fine. Everything was fine.

Kyler leaned his head down, running his lips against the soft spot of my neck, right where I bit him. "Think you can be quiet?"

The feel of his skin against mine made my entire body shake. I clenched my teeth, holding back the sudden urge to grind myself against him.

Normally, I wouldn't have wanted someone there when I went through the blood high. But Kyler did something to me that calmed any nerves I had. He wasn't taking advantage of me or the situation I was in.

"I thought you got permission," I said as his hands slid up my sides, bringing my shirt up over my head.

"I did," he said, throwing my shirt to the floor. "But at least for now, I want you to myself."