“I think he’s asking for release,” Draco whispered in her ear. Vi hummed but instead turned her attention to Draco. She opened his button down shirt only enough to be able to get to the spot where his neck met his shoulder. She laved the spot with her tongue. A moan caught in Draco’s throat.

“Are you sure bosorcoi?” She asked, repeating the question she had asked Hadrian only moments ago. “Once marked it cannot be undone. You and Hadrian will be bound to me for as long as magick remains here.”

“I am sure that we cannot live without you bond or no,” Draco answered. “Your magick calls to mine; demands to be joined with yours in every way possible.”

“You’re the alpha?” She asked.

“Not in the traditional sense but yes I am the more dominant.”

“Are you ready then?”

“Yes. Join our magick together at long last.”

His last words were a gasp of pure pleasure as she sank her teeth into the juncture of his neck and shoulder. Hadrian’s whine pulled her back to her senses. She pulled away from Draco long enough to pull Hadrian to her and kissed him hard. Vi knew both boys were hard and ready but she was not. Sure, feeding usually led to sex but the sensations coursing through her now were overwhelming.